The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1880-10-27

'O0, ArLnuT, Sne ans"eleu, Son
1 yet atone?'
And then the bridge of years
was swept away, and she sobbed
out her happiness upon his heart.
Let me see you," he said, at
last. 4 have not yet seen the
face for which 1 have hungered all
these years.
He struck a light, then turned
and looked at her.
MY darling!' he said. 1T is
still my beautiful Barbara. What
have done to deserve this hour :?
Mamma, where are you p called
out fresh, girlish voice at this
instant.
The next moment a young girl
of scarce seventeen summers
sprang into the room.
This is my daughter, Arthur
! my only child. Dora, let me pre-
sent you to one Of your mothers
| oldest friends
The gentleman indicated looked
from ono to the otber-from the
mother to. the daughter-then
back again. Now he could real
ize the lapse Of time-now be
could appreciate the changes years
bad wrought. 1t was as though
he had brought the past and pre-,
sent face 10 face forcing him to
acknowledge the impossibi!ity OF
natures standing still.
The daughter was a fair coun.
terpart Of the mothers beauty.
AS she looked now shyly extend
ing to him her hand, as if in de-
precation of her unceremonlous
entrance, so had Barbara looked,
when extending her hand in fare
we'll, as though she would have
said, Il am forced into it by a
stronger will than mine
An uncomfortable sensation rose
up in his breast-a dumb warring
against the inevitable-an unac,
knowledged desire to retrace life's
pathway and conquer time.
Meantime the young girl pouted
the full, red lips, as she thought
her mothers friend strangely ab
sent; and when he at last forced
himself into few words Of greet
ing, they fell upon dull, unheed'
ing ears.
Then she had gone. The lovers
were alone again, but he no longer
opened wide his arms, but instead
drew a chair to her side, that they
might discuss more nationally.
you must teach Dora to love
you,' she said to him next morn.
ing. I want first to reconcile
her to my second marriage before
startling her with it's possibility
Tel! me-do you think her like
me?'
Your second SELF
sAh, am so glad You will love
her, then, for my sake?'
To love and be loved! O'el
easy task set by frail woman ir
her blindness. 1t must be Mr.
Mainwaring who must be Dora'E
companion in her daily ride. Mr.
Mainwaring who must teach hel
to manage the cockle-boat-foI
which be had sent to toWn-lr
these first early spring days. Th'
lovers were seldom alone now.
Dora looked upon their guest a
her property. She had long ag'
laughingly told him how unecre
monious had been his welcome t.
her, and he had wooed and wol
MS absolution.
Sometimes Barbara sighed a
she watched them together, Will
she sat alone, but she gave to th
sigh no name, and thought it
tribute to the vanished years.
One day came her awaking
Dora and Mr.. Main waring ha'
gone for their afternoon ride, butt
had extended beyond its wont, an
she had grown anxious and gon
out to meet them, striking int
the forest path which was thei
favorite way. Half a mile from
her home she met Dora's hors
riderless. Pale with terror, SD
FASTENED on, when she saddenI.
, stopped, rooted to the spot. A
most at her feet knelt the ma
bo>. heart had loved alWavS. All