The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1881-03-16

tar cheek as Sne DeSLleu Close u
him. He softly lifted the full
round face and looked long and
lovingly into the dark eyes that
were downcast.
Sadie, | have nothing TO for
give, darling. No truer wife has
ever blessed mans heart. And
it is only Of you l am thinking
You will be left alone. Promise
me darling, that you will not,
through q mistaken idea of duty:
refuse to be happy when | am
gone. Dean will come back i
feel it-and he will come to you
Promise me, Sadie
No, Carlton, l cannot promise
you that. And God forgive me
that | have lived a lle.'
Slowly the hours drag on, and
Sadie watches them as they
surely ebb out the life pulse OF
her husband. Oh the agony OF
feeling him slipping away and
being powerless to stay the part:
ing hour!
And then it was over! She
was alone in the world, and
great feeling Of her loss and a
shadow of remorse, that he had
so easily read her heart, possessed
her. She could not bear to stay
in the great, gloomy house now
Everything about the place
bcough; back a remembrance OF
the dead, and at last she could
stand it no iony ger.
Hasty arrangements were made,
and again she turned her face to
the little village home from
whence she had come ten years
before. Her aunt met her as she
left the train, and for the FIRST
time in many weeks Sadie gave
vent to 4 torrent of tears.
Dear child, you must not cry
so. Aunty knew you would come
again TO the home-nesJ. And
l have your own little room ready
for you. | am so glad you have
COME the dear cid lady said
pushing aside the long black vel
and placing the soft, motherIy
hand on the hot brow just as she
used to do in her infancy.
How unchanged the old place
seemed. Even the elder bushes
were still struggling over the 10"
white gate just as they were or
that evening when she had met
Dean Harrington and told hin
she was married. She could wei
remember the stern. bitter curve
of his lip as be said: Then, Sadie
goodbye. And may you be hap
py.' And then be had gone away
| and for the first time the truth
broke upon her. Her hand be
longed to Carlton Wayne but hel
heart to Dean Harrington.
And then they entered the lit
tie room that had always been hel
own.
Truly time had not left it!
traces here. The tiny toilet table
stood where she had left It, anc
every picture still hung in its ol(
place. Even the snow white cur
tains were looped back with tht
same pink bows she had made.
A quiet repose seemed to settle
on her feelings, and she and Aun
Nina would sit for hours in th'
little honey-suckle arbor, Sadie
reading some favorlte poem
while the others deft finger
would ply the knitting, needle
And it all seemed so like the olt
days that were it not for the blacl
robes, Sadie would almost fancy
herself the same light girl o
yore.
And almost unconsciously sb
began to think of Cartons words
Dean will come back 10 you,' an'
her heart would beat quickly a
the sound of the door-bell only t.
be disappointed each time.
The year Of mourning was a
an end, she wore some soft gra,
material that we'll became th'
slender figure. One evening sh
was sitting alone i'll the arbor
book Of poems on her lap. Bu
she cid not read. Her hand
were clasped idly on her la
while tear stole softly dow
the full red cheek.
She did not look up at tn
sound of a football, thinking
was Aunt Nina. But directly sh