The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1881-09-23

whom you mean, but it is in vain. do
not love him, and 1 cannot bestow my
hand where 1 cannot also bestow my
heart"
"How?" said the astonished mother,
'Do you not love-"
"No, no." Lucy interrupted. 81 do
not love him, so say no more if you
please, mamma"
"Is it possible that I have been so
much mistaken ?" said Mrs Carleton,
overcome with embarrassment.
at is, answered Lucy, "und to be
candid, 1 love some one else"
"Well, then," said Mrs. Carleton,
holding down her head, and blushing
youthfully, T-I want to take this op-
portunity of telling you that I am-go-
ing to be married"
married? You?" exclaimed Lucy,
as much astonished a.. if a thunder-bolt
had fallen at her feet.
"And have you not suspected it"
asked her mother, smiling shyly. "When
was young girl, and before l had ex-
perienced the misery of forced mar
riage with your father, I loved and was
loved by a young man who was my
fathers secretary. When l married,
we parted and he went to India. Some
few weeks ago, while walking down the
beach, I met him, and we recognized
each other at once"
"And his name is
"Dawes, interrupted Mrs. Carleton,
as she arose from the chair, and then
hastily left the room, not hearing Lucy's
call, who wished to explain the mistake
that had occurred few minutes before.
That evening was glorious. Henry
Marsh was sauntering slowly down the
beach toward the hotel, when suddenly
piece Of paper, borne along by the
breeze, whitfield into his face. He has
tily caught it and saw that it was note,
which opening, be read as follows
"MY DEAR Mr.. DAWES I have told
her all, so here is your answer. will
marry you.
"Aifectionately your own
LUCY CARLETON"
Notbiro oo,, ,rorD5 n ,,oo, co loo,,1,,
as sighted love or to know that he has
been trifed with. If Lucy could have
seen Henry's face at that moment she
would indeed have cause for alarms.
Unhappy mani at that very instant
he had been on his way to ask her
mothers consent, and now she was 60
ing to marry a man whom but few
hours ago she had declared she did not
love.
Slowly he retraced his way home,
and, reaching there, sat beside the win
dow, his throbbing head resting on his
arm. To all human hearts there comes
a terrible hour of grief. Whilst in full
possession of happiness, Henry had
been so sure of Lucys affection that he
held it unconcernedly, never dreaming
that it could be taken away He stood
up, took pen and ink, and wrote to her
the following:
"M1ss CARLETON While on my way
to your house this evening, / found your
note to Mr.. Dawes. Allow me to return
it, and at the same time to bid you fare
well. HENRY MARSH"
After packing his trunks, he had
them sent to the depot, and after paying
his bills, requested the clerk to forward
the letter and was gone.
Lucy was sitting on the veranda when
she received tho letter. When she read
it she hurst into tears. just then her
mother came ont, and in answer to her
queries, the girl handed the letter to
her.
"Why, what is this?" exclaimed Mrs,
Carleton, astonished. IL sent this let
ter to Mr.. Dawes to-day"
"Yes," said Lucy, "and unfortunately
Henry found it, and now has gone"
And she again commenced to sob,
"And you love Jim?" said Mrs.
Carleton. II thought you told me this
morning You did not?'
mo, mo-" cried Lucy. ut was
mistake. supposed you were talking
of Mr.. Dawes"
us it possible said Mrs. Carleton,
laughing. II will at once write to Mr..
Marsh and explain all. How strange
that he did not know our names were
the samep
"Let me entreat you not to write him,
dear mamma" exclaimed Lucy, firmly.
Gle should have had more trust in me
he doubted me, and so must suffer
for it,"
The days went on, and Lucy's merry
laugh was hushod. Her friends, as they
passed her by as she stood looking out
to sea with n vacant stare, would shake
their heads sadly and whisper, "Poor
Lucy she is heart-broken."
Strange expression ! strange idea !
How few there are who at one time or
another have not tasted its bitterness
Oh how many sad life-history must
wind mp with those words of sorrowful
Specification
II wns now lAte In snring. Tho long