The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1881-01-15

i ~. IN interest; but oh not Q word breath.
w aIection-everything cold and icy.
lo ainiy sought for = syllable that indicated
ioae, or even her former sprightliness. Now
! suffered the fortunes which had prepared
AT ner, and how agonizing they were!
p iast she came back. One evening re-
vJNed q telegram from Hampton Roads,
ppneIe the steamer had made stop, in which
:. auilne informed me that she would arrive
f. i nom, nome the following day. How feverishly
=, was excited by the tidings! Our estrange-
T mad lacerated my heart so terribly, and
t ! saw now how deeply had wronged her,
price.
went to receive her. I approached hel
anu embraced her. She returned it all, but
snere was no life, no love, in the greeting. 1t
was all mere form.
Holding her at some distance from me,
si;crutinlzed her closely and Inquired: "Pau-
Iine, are you not well?" Her eye met mine
openly, but l missed the old, affectionate
" Perfectly well, George" she replied,
rather indifferently. sit is so long since
What altered"
AS she had gone so she came again, so she
remained.
For weeks endured this wretched, dead
existence. One morning, as vainly strove
70 become interested in the newspaper,
ieit more bitterly than ever the full extent Of
my wrong, my joylessness and my isolation.
rose resolved, and went to her.
Are you busyW inquired, as she ceased
writing and turned her head.
turned.
Pauline, how long shall we continue this
~-ssie.e Of lifep'
"What mode Of life, George~ she asked,
changing color.
''The life we are living. 1t is not the I'M
Swallowed, happy life Of yore: You do
not belong to me as you once belonged to
me.''
81 know that" She sighed and looked at
me so sadly.
'Why should not the old days return
againp II have made a terrible blunder,
is it then impossible for you to forget it? /
thought it was foolish to love one another
SCAT least to show it, but l have discov-
cred now that love is the only true wisdom
on EARTH"
She smiled in melancholy way.
''Give me back that love that once re-
peeled: Give me back the sunlight to my
world"
1 arose and advanced toward her; she,
however, pushed back her chair and shook
her head.
George, do not demand that of me-"
81 will know how to value your love now,
Pauline"
'That may be; but, my poor George, ]
have none to give"
clasped her in my arms. The passion
glowing in my heart seemed to me great
enough to inspire response even in corpse.
But she remained untouched. She lay like
a cold statue in my arms, and looked at me
and said, signing:
s'Too late, George, too late"
"Shall you then, never forgive mew
"Forgive you? You do not believe that
entertain the least unfriendly thought to-
ward you? By no means; but have grown
cold through and through. My love is dead
and buried. The best we can do now Is tc
resign ourselves to our fate and bear with
this life as we'll as we ean."
l hid my face in my hands and-I am moi
ashamed to confess it-wept. My tears
seemed to arouse in her suddenly kind Of
frenzy.
"What ~ she burst forth, almost Shrek
ing, "you can weep-you who sowed the
seed which is now bearing its bitter fruit
All! yes, yes. it is you who are weeping
nowW She seemed suddenly exhausted,
and, growing calmer, after while contin-
ued: ado not weep, George; take what
can give you-my friendship-and so, God
wills, we will remain united here and be-
yond."
"Will you then love me in the life tc
comew
"Que ferait une anne isolee dams lie Gle
meme? What would a lone soul do in Heav.
en- itself? Plainly, George, love alone is life
in Heaven and on earthW
sGod knows, dearest Pauline, that / loved
you truly on the day we plighted our troth,
and loved you as truly on that i'll starred day
when your heart became chilled, and that
love you now with the same devotion, but
more wisely"
sit gives me real pleasure to hear this ~
she cried, with animation. "Heaven alone
knows, George, how suffered at first, day
and night. I thought then actually that
would have to yield up my life. believe
every one thinks the same when struck by
some fearful blow. But the strength to en-
dure my existence came with time, and
afterward also came calm and peace.
George, believe me that, even though may
not be able to give you love, l will never
theless feel a felicity in being about you
and to live with you until death doth us
part"
I opened my arms and now Of her free
will she fell upon my breast and placed her
arms about my neck. Our lips met-not as
they did once, yet tenderly.
eve are older, mere sensible than we
were, George, though sadder, too" she said,
smiling. "But, who knows! 1t is yet pos.
sible that the old love may not be altogether
of hope within my breast; but, alas no fuel
has been offered since to keep it living.
Thus endeth this chapter of our lives.
Since that day we have never touched upon
this subject. Years have passed, and l have
waited patiently for the return Of Pauline's
love, but can never see aught shining in her
eve but the same clear calm. My heart yet
thrills as of yore when 1 hear her voice.
An angel could hardly be gentler or kinder
than she who was once so impulsive and
fiery. She was unreasoning, passionate and
exacting in those days, and my phlegmatic ma
ture was sorely exercised to keep pace with
her. know that all well-but oh! what a
winsome, fond, bewitching creature she was
whatsoever thou mayst be that readest this,
remember in time that kind word and a
tender glance cost but little, yet can accom-:
plish much, and that no wrong is greater
than that which is committed against low
ing heart.
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