The Mankato free press. [volume] (Mankato, Blue Earth County, Minn.) 1879-1924, 1880-02-13

found nothing awaiting him. Hope,
however, again told u "tlattering tale;"
he must not be impatient; u dozen
trivial things might have taken up her
time, for hers were hands that always
found work to do. Doubtless her answer
would reach him ON the following day.
But, alas the next day brought the
same result, and the next, and the next,
and he had just began to admit u him
self that the letter was failure, when
another ray Of hope unexpectedly light.
ened his dark prospects,.
He gained from conversation he over
heard between his mother and sisters |
that Angelina had left her home to nurse
sick aunt in the country; maiden |
aunt, who lived alone. She had gone the |,
day after that on which he had made her !
the offer, and had not received his letter, !
therefore, before she went. Dying hope !
now sprung up almost ~ strong IA ever. !
Perhaps the letter had never been for !
warded, or not until now; perhaps il had ,
been mislaid; perhaps the aunt Ind been
30 ill that Angelina could not even find !
time to write him line. He resolutely ,
turned deaf ear to the voice of his |
iEoNc Noiit iitNV
found time" Perhaps fifty things; but |
oh, heart close thy doors against the
cold, dreadful feeling Of despair, the GER !
tainty that his appeal was vain. So the !
next week stole away, and the next, and |
the next, and his sorrow, now month /,
old, was growing heavier every day.
One morning, Just as the fifth week |
had commenced, he found on his study /
table little understanding note in her |
pretty, careful hand. She began by !
apologizing for the delay which was
caused by the letter having been mislaid, !
and only now forwarded to her, and she I
then thanked him for the honor he had ,
done her; but she really meant what she !:
had said; and though she regretted it,
she could ncrer marry him. They were |
unsuited to each other-and 40 forth.
He felt for the moment, rs he pressed !
his hand To his head, IN If his mind were ,
leaving him. This calmness OF hers was !
30 crushing. But he had one last card ,
to play; he would see her once more, and !
MI that mortal man could do to make her /
change this terrible decree he would do, !
aud with flushed cheek and an unnatural |,
light in his eye, he hurried from the !
house.
On the following dny, lovely day in /
the beginning of August, he arrived Mt !
Ma pretty little Hampshire village, !
and after making few inquiries, found I
the house--a little cottage villa on the !,
outskirts of the village. As liz walked !,
up the shady road leading to the house,
hat in hand, enjoying the refreshing !!
breeze, for the heat of the day was over,
his quick eyes perceived the two ladies
in the garden. The old lady, now con-
valescent, was seated in low American
chair ON the lawn. 1t was five o'clock, I,
and they were taking tea, which was
spread ON the grass. Angelina sat at her !
aunt's feet. 1t was long time since he !,
had seen her with this sdns-SOuci ART /,
reminded him of ten years ago. She !
wore thin, white dress, and q long
waving lock Of her brown hair had es-
capped from the neat coiDc in which she !
always wore it. Years seemed to have
been lifted from her shoulders since he |
last saw her, but the pretty apple-blos- I,
som i'll her cheeks, which improved her !
80 wonderfully, quickly faded when she |.
recognized their visitor.
After the first greetings, he muttered !
something about being i'll the neighbor-
hood, and thinking he might DO allowed !
the privilege of calling. He then de-
voted himself to the aunt, who straight !,
way fell in love with him, and thinking
with wonderful actueness that he had (
come to see Lima, determined that he ,
should have an opportunity of doing 30.
She therefore presently requested An
gelina to take him into the house and
give him some tea; she would prefer re- :
naming out little longer, if they would
kindly excuse her. The opportunity had
come but it was of no use; he begged,
he eutreated, to no avail. She "no Ion
ger loved him." and nothing could in
duce her to marry him now.
Half in madness, half IN anger, and all
i'll love, he asked her did she mean to re-
when she grew old, aud perhaps have to
work until she could do SO no longer.
She smiled saddish little smile, and
said, Most likely it would be 20, but
that would be better than marrying any
one you did not love, and who only mar
ried you from II feeling of pity; and now
about marrying. 1t vas like her youth
TO her thug Of the past.
He gazed ut her tor Il momcnt-the
brown hair parted evenly over the white
brow, the soft, steady gray eyes, the
sweet sad mouth-and afraid to trust
himself moment longer, he seized his
hat and rushed like a mailman from the
house. Indeed, he was inst then little
better than mad. Now his hope was
rcaiLy dead; at last he knew it.
For long time people wondered what
WINS the matter with Edwin. Some-the
sentimental, mostly ladics-guessed
pretty near the truth; others-the prac-
teal, mostly his bosom friends thought
bad Investments, or dyspepsia. The
only one who ever really knew the exact
state OF the case was the friend to whom
mention has been made before. They
met in town, already deserted, the last
week in August. His friend at once saw
something had gone wrong, and after
some light commonplaces he gave Edwin
comforting slap on the shoulder and an
encouraging word or so. Something
wrong, old man? Don't he down-heart-
ed; not much, hope. Not got into the
hands of the Jews, have you?"
"No, Frank, thanks; not that kind of
trouble; that isn't my way, ms you know.
| Something worse than even that. shall
lose the holiday on which, as told you,
l had set my heart. am not going
away next month.
"Not going to be married just yet,
after oil? Perhaps you will come, then,
to -" But something stopped him.
"How selfish l am. You don't mean to
say she wouldn't have you?"
"That' just it. Now, don't say there
are as good fish in the sea MS ever were
caught won't do here. Frank, don't
mind telling you-you're good fellow,
but I've loved her all my life, and it is an
awful blow. Good Bye
Ten years after, when Edwin was bald
and gray, and Angelina's brown hair it.
self thicldy streaked with silver, they
met again. The first three of those ten
years she had spent with her aunt. For
the remaining seven she had been the
wife Of Woodworking country doctor.
They met among the pictures at the Bur-
lingfon house. She was leading by tho
hand bnght-haired child Of about
six summers. Aud he was alone. Oh,
30 alone!
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