The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-05-18
THE TIMES, NEW BLOOMFIELD PA. MAY 1s 1880.

CleaTly fememOers KNOW MTb. COn-
rad covered my face with kisses, and
then begged me not TO faint away, and
tried TO give me glass of water, but
her hand shook SO she spilled 1t all on
the floor
Then, recall more distinctly, her
walking, with nervous unsteady tread,
across the floor, murmuring to herself,
Gorham Lawton Gorham Lawton +
he was SO noble, so generous, so good" !"
and then she would rush up to me, with
her white hands clasped together, cry
ing, " will save him, Lettle-indeed 1
will save him ~ and sometimes she
would laugh loudly, and sometimes she
would sob wildly.
Two hours later, stood In the cell
where he was. "Oh Lettie, do not
come to me now" Gorham lifted up
his haggard face, and stared at me a
moment, and then dropped 1t in his
hands again, as though the sight of me
was more than he could bear.
But l went to him, and knelt down,
and laid his head on my shoulders, and
covered his hair with kisses for while
could not speak to him.
AT last he moaned, "Oh Lettie, do
you know what / have done, and why
am here?"
Yes, Gorham, darling l know all (;
but we will not talk Of that nowhere
is hope for you'll"
Hope for mel' He lifted his hag-
gard face, and shuddered at the change
which single night had wrought in it.
"Do you know, Lettie, am criminal;
l shall be doomed to years of imprison-
ment; that have ruined myself, and
brought everlasting disgrace upon you
Oh would had died long ago; would
had died!"
This is too painful to linger over
And, with many caresses and tears /
sobbed out the story of my interview
with Mrs. Conrad, the Mercy Lane of
our childhood. / gave him, too, the
words her trembling fingers had traced
for him when left her.
"GoRHAM LAwToN = Take heart !!
take heart For the sake of the past, |
will do all can to save you.
MERCY CONRAD"
And when the hour came that termi-
mated our interview, 1 left him ''com-
forted."
"Well, what is it, my darling :" and
the pompous, but very proud, indulgent
husband pushed back the braids of hair
from the forehead of his young wife,
and looked very tenderly into the face,
which If not strictly beautiful, possessed
wondrous charm for every one.
She sat on the arm of his velvet
cushioned chair, and they looked like
father and daughter with the two score
of years difference between their ages,
and she leaned her soft cheek to his, "
am almost afraid to ask it, Norton"
"Afraidl Why, darling, 1 never re-
fused you anything in my life, did II"
"No, oh, no; but this is SO different
from the others-and yet l shall never
be happy for another hour of my life
without you grant my request"
"Bless me then out with it quick.
dear; why, how you tremble!" and
lifting up her head so that the soft light
from the chandelier rushed over it, the
gentleman looked at his wife in amazed
curiosity.
But she dropped it once more on his
shoulder, and the story palpitated out OF
her orphaned childhood, of the friends
that rescued her from mental misery
degradation, death, and the rest-you
know, reader, what followed this.
Mr.. Conrad was not man of generous
instincts, though he loved his wife bet
ter than anything on earth.
cit is certainly very unfortunate for
the young man." he said, "and can
understand. You feel indebted to him
Mercy, but really it was very serious
matter to forge my name. 1 hardly
know how to act in this thing.'A
"ActY Oh Morton, act onlyto save
him Remember if it had not been fol
him you would never had your Mercy
Am l not worth SO much as this tC
you WIN you hoV uo Az iVA my
sake ?"
Mr.. Conrad rose and walked up and
down the room several times with 6
perturbed brow, and his wife followed
his movements with great, beseechine
eyes.
At last he came and leaned over her
Mercy, my wife, you have conquered
| L will save him.
And Mercy sprang up with a cry o
Inv and wound her arms aronnd ha,