Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1880-10-21
TERMS. $500 PERYEAR
WHOLE NO. 1868.

ra. Had appeared to her suddenly
as she stood all alone by the gate in
the moonlight--arpeared to her SO
pale aud white she had started in
actual terror
4 thought it was your ghost she
said laughingly; but her laugh died
out suddenly, when he took her hand
in his, which was as cold as ice, and
said:
'Iti is my ghost. | think, Clara-I
have just this moment heard of your
approaching marriage
She looked up with confused, start
led eyes.
'Who told you? she said.
Then it is true q
yes, Hugh
My God! 7 he cried, and flung her
hand from him. 'You have haap
cruel-cruel to me, Clara you have
given me my 6eath-blow. O, God
forgive your Then he strobe swsy
from her in the pallid moonlight.
She crept up to her room, fright.
ened and conscience stricken. She
had not thought he would take il so
to heart. His words rung in her
ears; but after all, he would get
over it. Men always did-men who
were far more ardent lovers than he
lived down their passion and their
pain in a few months, and wooed
| anew. So she comforted herself and
fell asleep at last.
They were at breakfast the next
morning, when Amanda appeared in
the door, way, white as a sheet aud
trembling in every limb.
Hugh is dying she said n want
you all to come. He was taken with
hemorrhage of the lungs at dawn,
and we cannot stop the flow. He
cannot live till noon, the physician
says-and he is calling for Miss
Clare
He only spoke once after she en-
tered the room. His voice was very
weak. "Lean down." he said, and
she bent very close to the white lips.
her own almost as white, her ewes
frightened and fearless.
4 wanted to say,''he gasped, that
am sorry | spoke as | did last
night. | had no right to blame YOU
i alone am at fault was mad.
wild to love you-love you SO, Glare
and may God make you very hap.
Ply. Kiss me, Clare. She leaned
down and kissed him. He smiled.
and theL ne opened his eyes very
wide.
'Amands-my sister, he said, and
reached out his hand to her-but be-
fore she could clasp it, it had fallen
lifeless He was dead.
'He spoke my name last-he tho't
of me last, said Amanda. %, thank
God" Then she turned to Clare:
Go now she said. and pointed to
the door. he is nothing to you now
he can no longer contribute to
your pleasure or amusement. Leave
him to me-
They were bitter words, and Glare
felt them in all their singing force.
as she went out with bowed head.
When she wrote to Walter again
she only said, st ia very sad-the
young man | wrote you of died sud
denly last week with hemorrhage of |
the lungs. He inherited it from his
mother. Poor fellow
But she could not stay the two
weeks out. The days and nights
were one awful nightmare to her, and
she saw the accusing face of the
desolate Amanda IN her dreams.
One summer day Mrs. Walter Ian.
den sat in her handsome morning
room, when the door burst open and |
pretty child bounded in.
Mamma, o mamma she cried,
see what lovely flowers Jennie Hart |
brought me-she has Just driven in
from the country with her papa
and she gathered these on the way,'
and great handful of red and spot
ted lilies fell in Mrs. Landen's lap.
She turned deathly pale-'Child,
child she cried. take them away
quIck-they stife me- And when
the child had gathered up her flow.
ers and gone, the handsome young
wife and mother fell into wild pas
sion of tears.
But Hugh slept on, and did not
know.