The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1881-10-13

~ sighted love or to know that he has
been trifled with. If Lucy could have
seen Henry's face at that moment she
would indeed have cause for alarms.
Unhappy man! at that very instant he
had been on his way to ask her
mothers consent, and now she was going
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 window,
his throbing head resting on his arm. To
all human hearts there comes terrible
hour of grief. Whilst in full possession
of happiness, Henry had been so sure of
Luc, s affection that he held it uncon-
cernedly, never dreaming that it could
be taken away. He stood up, took pen
and ink, and wrote to her the following
note:
miss 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
we'll. 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 the letter. When she read
it she burst into tears. Just then her
mother came out, and in answer to her
many queries, the girl handed the letter
to her.
"Why, what is this?" exclaimed Mrs.
Carleton, astonished. IL sent this letter
to Mr.. Dawes to-day"
Eyes" said Lucy, land unfortunately
Henry found it, and now has gone"
And she again commenced to sob.
"And you love him?" said Mrs. Garlic
ton. II thought you told me this morn
ing you did not?"
"No, nor cried Lucy. "It was a mis-
take: supposed you were talking of
Mr.. Dawes"
SIS it possible" said Mrs. Carleton,
laughing. IT will ut once write to Mr..
Marsh and explain all. How strange
that he did not know our names were
the same!'
"Let me entreat you not 10 write him.
dear mamma" exclaimed Lucy, firmly.
"He should have had more trust in me;
he doubted me, and so must suffer
for it,"
The days went on, and Lucys merry
laugh was hushed. Her friends, as they
passed her by as she stood looking ou,
to sea with vacant stare, would shake
their heads sadly and whisper, "Poor
Lucy! she is heart-broken.
Strange expression! strange ideal
How few there are who at one time or
another have not tasted its bitterness
Oh! how many sad life-history must
wi I'd up with those words of sorrowful
Specification!
"a t.kn IN, Tho 1nnn
winter had passed; once more Nature
had put on her smiling garb; gayly the
birds fitted about the streets, filling the
air with their sweet melody. But, alas!
there was no spring in the heart OF poor
Lucy. Many times her mother had en-
treated her TO let her write and explain
all, but Lucy's pride would not allow it.
On the first Of June Mrs. Carleton and
Lucy started for Saratoga. One day,
soon after her arrival, Lucy entered the
that saw it was empty, and she sighed
with relief as she sat down on large
sofa at the end of the room.
She had not been there long when
some one entered and came toward her.
Henry Marsh. She made an effort to
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strength, and tainted. In a few minutes
rich tint came over her cheek, and re-
turning consciousness to her dark and
tender eyes.
Henry raised her hand to his lips.
20 Lucy, Lucy! how have wronged
your burst from his lips.
He knelt beside her, and said with a
voice trembling with emotion,-
S.E y
There was a rich, burning color upon
Lucy's cheek; her lips parted with a
smile, and glad light shone in her eyes.
Henry clasped her to his breast.
BE mine! Oh, Lucy! can you, will
yon, forgive me and be my wife ?"
Yes"
"Bless you, darling, even as you have
blessed my life"
In few weeks the two weddings were
celebrated at Saratoga; and opinions
were divided as to whether the mother
or daughter was the most charming
BRIDE Waverly Magazine.
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