Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1881-01-13

my God that am rid of one SO nm
worthy When ! left you, Mabel, /
went away with no thought but of Won
and your happiness. Whilst was labor
ing for this, You were plotting TO wound
me In the cruelest way; You little know,
Manel Vaughn, the mischief you have
donei Farewell, and may Just God
deal with you as You have dealt with
mel"
He turned quickly, leaped from the
porch, hastened throu III the front yard.
mounted his horse, aud was soon gallon
ing along the highway.
Mabel was bewillered at first. Arous-
ing herself, she followed as far rs the
wicket gate in time to see him disappear.
ing III the dim distance. She held ont
her arms toward him, exclaiming
Philip with bittercry of pain Then
she returned and, seating herself upon
the steps Of the porch, buried her face
IN her hands, whilst her whole frame
shook with her agitated feelings. Thus
they parted, they who had vowed to 90
through life together.
Mabefs joyless wedding was over
She left with Mr. Clair to preside over
his elegant establishment IN the CITY of
P. He was cold. selfish man az
the world. There was no congenia,ity
between them, and Mabel. tbo1ob snl-
mlssiye, found her life blank. AS time
rolled on the gulf widened aud widened
between them, he regarding her with
Jealous suspicion, knowing she had mar
red him without love, aud considering
himself injured in marrying one in her
position and not having it appreciated.
He was liberal toward her family. and
Mabel felt kindly toward him when she
saw them prosperous aud happy.
Philip Adair, never rightly understand
ing the matter, accused her Of duplicity
and love of display. Twice in after
years he saw her. Once she passed him
in her elegant carriage; their eyes met.
neither spoke, both considering them.
selves injured. Philip was surprised to
see the dark eclipse that had dimmedt the
radiant beauty; never, he thought had
he seen human being so pale. ''She
has reaped what she has sown," said he,
bitterly, though his heart was full Of
pity. The lips may utter severe re-
proaches whilst the poor, tortured heart
is all love the while. Pride conceals
anguish, and Philip, il spite of his bit
ter words, would have died 10 save her if
he could.
When he again saw her she was still
paler. She lay in her coffin, and was
beautiful even there. When she felt her
end approaching she beckoned to her
mother, saying:
g 1t may be foolish request, mamma
dear, but bear with me, for mine isa tired
and wounded spirit When / am no
more, it win be pleasure for you to
know You have consented to my dying
request Please have me buried in the
old orchard, under my favorite tree.
So when the apple trees We're again in
bloom they buried her there. 1t was q
bright sunny day The birds sang
sweetly by the winding river. which
shone like band of silver unrolled, the
bees hummed from flower to flower, the
only inGnimate thing was the sleeper
beneath the coffin lid.
Philip Adair prospered wonderously
and grati6ed the ambition Of his parents
and friends. He became distinguished
man in the world, made brilliant mar
riage, and was considered by his less
fortunate friends lucky fellow. But
though favored by many blessings, there
was always solitary place in his heart
"a void which the world could not sat
isfy or FILL In society he was gay and
cheerful, kind and generous, and the
grief that was buried deep within his
heart was known only to his Maker.