Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1880-05-19

stirring years, actlYe as was MS iie auu
hazardous his march to fame. had by
no means brought forgetfulness to win
Thornley's troubled heart.
Grace was so young and impulsive
He should have been more patient
more forbeariEg, more forgiving. He
felt remoiseful and self:condemned;
bat how make the matter up now?
Some such thoughts as these were
p ssing gloomily through his mind one
evening, as he sat alone in his tent,
p pndering over the subject. What 4
sad ruin the madness of on hour bad
made of his life /.
True. he had now no small share OF
fame, and it was not altogether egotism.
perhaps, to say it was fairly earned
but happiness he had lost, and wife and
home. though the old love still re-
named, aud tonight, somehow, secmed
very near.
\ lady TO zee you. colonel said a
tall IRISH orderly, entering the tent, and
salu'ing.
L can't see anybody tonight, SER
eeant. Some begging refugee, l sup
pose. Refer her TO Major Clinton,
testify replied the colonel.
Bat she's not a refugee, or anything
OF that sort. and says she must see you.
She's kinder weakly-looking, and as
pale as a ghost, wild the traveliu' aud
trouble she's had; and, beggIn' your
pirdon, colonel, I'd rather go to the
guard-house for 4 week than take your
message to her, stoully urged the hon
est orderly.
An impatient frown darkenad the
co.oncl'a brow. for lie had grown stern
aud irritable during the past three years,
and was no more the Will Thornley, he
had formerly been than the merry.
/ hearted schoolboy is like a grim, IRON
banded old 6cld-marshall.
Show the lady in, then, and be
quick about it, lie said. shortly.
The orderly promptly obeyed, and
soon reappearcd, conducting a lady.
who lremblcd visibly, and seemed hal
afraid to enter, though sh, had but q
moment before begged the orderly on
her kuces TO procure the interview fol
her.
The sergeant instantly retired; and
wife a sharp interrogative, We'll
madam" Colonel Thornley, turned TO
kuow Tie pleasure Of his strange visitor
Iho light from the single tallow can
die, burning on the table, was so dim
as to barely admit Of readily distinguish
ing the features Of one in the CORNER
where the small, shrinking figure stood
as White and nerveless as status.
We'll. madam and this time
Colonel Thornely's tones were no
quite so sharp, what is your business
with NE 2
Tee woman took step forward, ant
in a second down at bis feet fell thl
slight. shivering irom-a sob, an i'm
ploring out.reacning Of two thin, tremb
ling hands, aud then from the pale lip
came the wild, agonized cry:
oh, viii. Will! pity me, forgiv,
me, and let me die here at your feet
Il is all, Iask"
Grace my wife, my darling M
poor. sad, lonely child, is it indeeC
you:' lie caught her to his heart, ant
covered her cold. death-white face will
kisses. Forgive you, Grace , Alass.l
i, who should crave your forgiveness
Look up. my own dear one. Do no
tremble so. You are safe with me, ant
the past shall be both forgiven an'
forgotten. Il was a hasty act-hastl
on your part and on mine; but we ART
wiser n0w, aud shall know better in th'
future how to guard against anger am
jealousy-the two besetting sins D
poor, weak, human nature
Mine was the greater fault. she
sobbed; and the love that is wi.hou
jealousy. let them say what they Will
is the only true, believing, lasting love
| know il now; but. oh, Will the learn
ing OF The lesson was bitter, bitter, il
deed And | must see you must tell
you
Not that you have suffered, for l Cal
see tha, plainly enough--much toa
plainly. And Miss Woodward is
Married! Grace turned away her
fee that he might not see the sudden
blush that crimsoned it like G
rose. II went to see her. | did
really, and she forgave me. Said was
little goose, and--and advised me tC
20 and see YOU whether you liked it o.
not. so came, and now l am here;
you don't mind, do you And we vii
begin all over again. and be as happy
as we were at first
Yes as happy as We were at first
and as l ever hope 10 he hereafter
And you don't care to be bachelor
again. even If am silly?'
Yes and no., he answered, smiling
She laid her head coDteniedly on hi'
breast, and smiled, too, though little
sadly, for she had learned, through bit
ter experience. that
'Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary!'
The wretched beggars whose feet are
washed every year on Good Friday by
the King Of Spain are the most un-