Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-04-03

fore l caught glimpse Ct your charming
self" And with an iii you'll allow me-"
Mr.. Raymond seated himself on the old
messy root by her side.
Il did not know you were given to fat
terry, Mr. Raymond
Nor am !. Mrs. Brown, and 90 to come
at once to my subject | will own have
sought your presence 10 make a coDies-
sion. Possibly you may think me some
what hasty, and lest you should misjudge
me will inform you that / must leave
town tonight or Tomorrow morning ear
ly; and this is probably my last chance oil
enjoying the society OF Mrs. Brown. Under
all these considerations trust you will
not be offended when tell YOU that have
become strongly attached 10 you. ! love
You deeply and truly, a. man can love
but once in a lifetime. Can you not re-
turn this affection and become my wife ?i'
"Oh, Mr.. Raymond. / am 50 sorry to
have you tell me Of love that cannot be
returned. Surely / would have spared
you this had thought Of anything 90 Sc
rious," said Mrs. Brown with paling cheek
and fearful eye.
Must I understand by what you say that
you cannot love mc--that you will not be
my wife,
''Indeed, you must. For, although |
was an unloved bride, loved my husband
too intensely to ever love another
'Somewherc have read that one who
seeks for happiness in the affections OF a
fond, true heart would find it, But il
does not prove true in my case unless by
some means more potent can win your
love. VIII you not give me ut least the
hope Of winning your affections III the
nOt-far-of future.
"Oh, no can not might pity you,
and do sympathizc with you. But pity is
not love, as learned to my grief long,
long ago. aud .obs chokcd the utteranre
Of the grief stricken weman, as she buried
her face in her hands.
''Oh. Oracle, How could YOU ever
think did not 1--we you?' and a strong
right arm was thrown about the weeping
form.
Instantly her face was raised. That
voice what did il mean? And there lay
the silver hair and whisker, belonging to
Mr.. Raymond ut her feet. But her eyes
beheld the dark locks and heaming eyes
ut one who was drarcr than life itself
my loved one ~ were all the words
she uttered, but her arms were wound
about his neck rs conyulsivcly Is drown
ing man catches ut whatever may keep
him afloAt
After she became little more calm.
Mr.. Raymond, or rather Mr.. Bronson, Cor
it was he) said with merry twinkle in
his eyes. Mrs. Brown. will You be my
wife ! love you aS but lew men love.
and have tried hard to win your heart
and hand Or" and now there was 4
sudden quavcr in his voice and a down
cast look IN his eyes, rs he continued, lis
Mr.. Brown something more than II myth
and am | still to 60 mourning tor my lost
love ?''
''Mr Brown is myth of course, and if
you really desire my presence I'll be YOUR
own Grace forever and ever
Mrs. Downing was greatly surprised
when her iavorite bonrdcr was Introduced
rs the wife of Mr. Raymond, to avoid the
publicity OF the goSsips. OF course GER
tain portions of their story had to he told,
and remarked upon. Miss Pike thought
it very romantic. and quite as good As a
novel. But she was quite sure she would
not have left husband if she had OBJ
tanned one by mock marriage thicogo
Lcd9er.