The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1880-05-06

to a country farmhouse, with its broad
stretch Of grain-laden fields, and, the
most pleasing, rosy-cheeked, brown
eyed lassie Of Is. That picture has
haunted me for ten long years, amid the,
blue ocean storms and under midas
sweltering sun, and now, as before, to
tell my love for you, and to you, throws q
mystical silence over you, and shrink
ing away which you never will explain.
"Let me not see how cruelty ! have
annoyed you. Mine eyes are burning,
and brain seems gone.
"Oh, Mabel why are you 50 heart
less ?"
For moment she leaned heavily upon
his arm, then sobs of emotion shook the
queenly form; as he clasped her to his
breast her arm encircled his neck, and
she gave way to her feelings Frank
Thornton rained kisses upon the blush
ing face.
IT love you, Mabel
Glove, Frank, I adore you, but oh,
what have I done? There is an inter
minable barrier, oh-my =" She
could say no more, for breath came thick
and heavy, and with convulsive gasp
she exclaimed wildly eyes, yes, Frank,
I must give even you up
"Never, never" he cried
eyes, forever; there is fearful
secret which shadows my life-yet [ can
and will love you always" She slipped
from his arms and sped like startled
fawn up the long stairway
Capt. Thornton watched the ghostly
figure, and with a deep-drawn sigh
slowly resumed his pace
"Aye, forever" ~as true version to
his signs, until from sheefexhaustion he
leisurely strolled in the parlors.
81 heard you and Miss Mabel in low
converse, Thornton, and were you SO I'M
interesting she banished you?" asked
Guy Marchfeld, jestingly.
g [ was not so cruelty treated, Guy,
but you and Miss Ella would not enter
tain anyone but selves; and Miss Mabel
had to prepare for her fight i e.
"How heartless, replied one.
"Regret it, 50, much!' chined in
another guest.
"Not more than |, for Cousin Mabel
is truly fascinating, so deep too, that I
always don my thinking cap to keep in
her train, !" said Ella Hinton, thought
fully.
"Let me go for her, Ella?"
ono, no, Susie; she is busy, or would
not have excused herself, was the deter
mined reply. So gayly for time was
the merriment continued, until, tired of
nonsense, the weary party exchanged
goodnight, and retired. All? no !;
Capt. Thornton packed hastily his
valise-left note of thanks. with re-
grets that business forced his departure,
for Mrs Hinton was on the road
in the midnight train, flying fast from
his recent object of love, and the happy
summer passed, but not forgotten.
Poor Mabel! reaction was too great,
and she sobbed out the miserable hours;
truly her glow of joy was hidden under
the rust Of sorrow Like tangled
skein of floss, as rapidly one knot was
Embossed another still more tangled as
sumed its stead. She was woman of
! great depth, and from poverty to luxury
she reviewed her life. She was bereaved
deeply while only18 and left an orphan,
] with poverty staring her in the face. A
wealthy uncle made her his heiress,
/ where every wish and desire could be
gratifed, at 20; so for SIX long years she
had been a society woman. From youth
to mature womanhood she had loved
Frank Thornton. Occasionally her
hungry heart would be appeased by a
glimpse of him, which only made the
aches more intense, and, leaving her
aunt and cousins with Capt. Thornton,
oc ho [1o
inevitable step.
It was scarcely day dawn when she
babe them adieu, with wistful look at
the dear old piazza, which only had
heard the confession made the night be-
fore between the two, and back she was
quickly borne to her home of wealth, to
a giddy whirl Of gayety. Not word,
through the fall and early winter, had
she heard from her souls alteration.
Not hearing made thinking of him more
frequent, and she grew morose and tired
out of life
It was clear cold morning, and Miss
Hinton was seated by glowing CRATE,
slipping chocolate and scanning the
morning paper-the servants heard a
crash and fall, and rushed in to find
MISS Hinton In faint, and her chaper-
one trying to resuscitate the apparently
dead form. After a few seconds she
opened her eyes.
"Please assist me to my room-Capt.
Thornton is married." she murmured,
and held eagerly the newspaper.
"A card, Miss Mabel.
Not at home to anyone.
Ct told the lady you were i'll; but she
is here now" as Susie Mays opened the
door,
Chow sorry am you are i'll, Mabel y
"Only the effects of over-dissipation,
Susie. How are all at Gray Cliff"
"Well; but [ was SO in hopes you
would be my guide for to-day, as we will
only have time to spend one day here.
Did you see my marriage notice ?"
eyes should have congratulated
you before, child, but was feeling SO
badly had forgotten you were married, .
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