Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1881-10-17


loves her, and yet does not ask her then
and there to become his wife, offers her
an insult"
My cheeks dyed crimson. He knew
nothing, yet it was as though he had
laid my heart bare. Oh, how glad |
was to say goodnight, and fly to my
own room.
A fortnight later L went to ball,
given in my honor. For the first time
since my marriage | wore my wedding
dress. The picture the glass reflected
was very fair. So 1 told myself, with
out single pulse of vanity, as | turned
away from it and ran down to meet my
husband. His face grew deathly white
as he saw me.
] knew not why, but this caused me
quick pang of pain, as | sat alone in
quiet corner of the gay scene, a little la
ter, watching him as his eye searched
the room, perhaps looking for me, and l
realized something of the innate nobility
of the man whose heart l had so ruth
lessly trampled upon.
A voice aroused me-a voice whose
honeyed accents had often fallen on my
ear with the same tenderness they now
breathed, though they now spoke to an
other.
The window in which [ sat concealed
me from view. l could see the false,
handsome face, with the girls trusting
ly upturned.
NO." he was saying, "and l never
loved before"
"What not the beautiful Mrs. Ayl-
mer?" she questioned jealously. By
the way, she is here tonight
No tremor was in Vane Marston's
voice as he answered:
"Indeed And, if so, what then {?
To me, there is but one woman in the
room, in the world. Mrs. Aylmer and
I had an idle. silly flrtatlon. which |
thought it was best to run away from a
little while, and in my absence she mar
ried."
Then they passed out of sight and
hearing.
And this was the man 1 had loved
For whom had forfeited my life hap
piness and not mine alone, but that of
the noble heart | had deceived and
wronged-the heart loved.
Yes, this was my secret. Too late |
realized the treasure had thrown away.
thought Philip shrank from me, as
he handed me into the carriage a few
hours later
How strangely white his face looked
AT last we reached home. l bade
him goodnight at the door of his study,
and turned to mount the stairs, when he
threw it open and motioned me to enter.
81 will detain you but moment" he
said, "but | thought it right to tell you
that | leave home tomorrow. If stay
ed here longer | should kill you or my
self"
A mad hope, mingled with torture,
thrilled me at his words.
"Kill me if you will," l entreated,
'.but do not leave me-.
Then sank on my knees beside him,
pausing not for breath, until l told him
the whole miserable story, even the last
bitter humiliation of Vane Marston' S
words.
"But they did not even sting" I ad-
ded. 81 had learned his unworthiness
long before-learned it in learning what
a noble man was. Philip, once asked
you to forgive me and let me learn to
love you-I ask you now to forgive me
because l love you and because | cannot
live my life without you
And then Philips arms stopped low
and drew me close to his fast-beating
heart, and, though he spoke no word,
| nestled there, sobbingly content.
WOMEN OF WoRTH-Since the world
began, woman has never failed to illus.
trate, in instances, the glory of her ma.
ture-never ceased to bless her enslaved
kindred, and the fl1al love inspired
daughter, who sustained the life of hel
gray-haired father through a prisons
bars, there have not been wanting par
allels in all ages to prove that the an
gels of God still wander on earth to re-
mind man of Eden, and give him fore
taste of Heaven. Of such type of virtue
where Penelope, weaving amid her maid
ems through weary years the web thai
shielded her virtue until her royal hus
band returned from his wanderings, anc
was to gladden. her heart; or, courteou:
Rebecca, at the we'll; or. timid Ruth
cleaning in the field; or, nobler still
the Roman Cornelia, who, taunted il
Rome's decaying age, by rivals, with
her poverty, held up her children, ex
claiming: "These are my jewels p FL
woman to have been the mother of tn,
Gracchl"
A LEADING PROFESSOR SPEAKING OF SENSIBLE Pee
PLE.-Dr. s., the prominent Eastern medical lee
turer says: Livery day sensible people come to m
complaining of their health being broken down. TIL
answers to my inquiries always are-what surms
natures laws have been totally disregarded con
sequently the blood the stream of life becomes cor