Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-04-04

er it was so? 'Oh, no. she replied, 1T wa
all fancy; l never loved until now; be
Sides she added, could never wed
thief, you know These words wer
like sharp knife in Wilson's side, bu
he went on:
Don't you think, If you saw him, yo'
could love him as | know he loves you.
%, never, never! Don't speak abou
him, please; all that is gone and pas
years ago, and we need never mention hi
name again.
There was short pause.
annie said Wilson; Miss Landlord
forgive me for deceiving you. 1 came
down here only known to George Much
ell, Just to take look at old scenes anC
old friends. | am Will Ferguson.
never meant to speak to you of love, bu
from the moment | peheld you again,
was no longer master of myself. But
shall go away tomorrow, and never agar
shall you be troubled with the love of {
thief When he finished speaking she
tell on the grass in kind OF dull amaze
ment, and as she began to see how mat.
tiers really stood, she was at loss what tc
do, and speak she could not.
Miss landlord, try to control yourself,
said Ferguson, and think no more OF
what has occurred; let us return
They walked mechanically to the house
in perfect silence, and saw no more OF
each other that night; and when Annie
awoke in the morning Will was on his
way to London. Now that she had time
for reflection, she felt that she still loved
that man. She felt annoyed with him for
deceiving her; and yet, after further
thought she decided that it was a pardon
able deception-but, there was that dis
grace.
She consulted with her great friend,
Mrs. Maria, who advised her to wait a
bit, and let her father know all about
Will Ferguson.
If Milton had felt disgraced by Will
Ferguson when he fled defaulter, it
now did It's best to try and give him a
firm footing once more. The local news
paper contained long laudatory para
graph commencing his honorable con-
duct III refunding double the amount
which he had stolen, and old Mr.. Noble
had shaken him heartily by the hand,
wishing him well and entirely forgiving
him. Will was now proprietor, too, OF a
good renumerative Business, and had
good credit in he commercial world. By
degrees, where his disgrace had been
known, it was becoming fast forgotten,
and in nineteen-twentleths of the country
it had never been heard of.
So old Mr.. landlord wrote to his
daughter and babe her please herself; ne
was. satisfied Ferguson had learned les
son from the past, and meant for the flu
ture to do well. And thus it came to
pass that Will one day in October, re-
ceived letter from his friend Mrs. Maria
Smith telling him to come down and try
again He went, and, one Sunday after
noon, exactly seven years after they had
first met, these two, who had waited for
their fate SO long, plighted their troth.
And one day, when the snowdrops were
peeping up through the hard, wlntry soil,
the bells OF Beacondale church rang out a
merry peal. For WillsFerguson had de-
termined to wed his wife at the church
where he had first seen her; and SO after
tie long years of disgrace and pain, and
labor, and at last success and honor, from
out the little church, followed by the
blessing of the old vicar and the cheers
of the villagers, stepped into the carriage
which was waiting to convey them to
Rillbrook, Mr. and Mrs. VIII Ferguson.