The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1881-01-13

parently you have none to give. But.
as l said before, let us have no fencing.
l am not speaking in anger. but in
intense conviction. Could 1 be 50
treated before marriage by a man,
without having full time during his
absence and silence to think what his
real disposition must be, what his
professed love must amount to, what
sort of married life 1 must lead with
him? And have thought of it all,
with pain and regret for the dissolving
of my dream, but gratitude that have
walked in time. l have to say good-by
to you. Fred-dear Fred! shall never
call you by your name again, but wish
you would believe that speak with
every kind and friendly feeling. But
we must not spoil each others life;
We don't sst't. You do not love me"
terrupted. with some heat, 81 do love
you. have often told you So"
"Yes, so you have. Perhaps you did
a little-perhaps you do just now; but
it won't hurt you. Say good-by, and
part friends, for indeed we never can
be anything more"
And at the same hour of the same
day Philip Blount was saying to his
beautiful fiancee: "No, Mabel, you
don't love me: I know it now. You
allowed me to love you, and for time
that was happiness enough; but it is SO
no longer Your GOODNESS makes me
miserable. For all these long days 1
have lain on my sofa, vainly hoping for
something more than the commonplace
card of inquiry you might have sent to
any ordinary friend-some flower, some
comforting. loving words. Even visit
many girl would not have thought
too much for the man whom she in
tended to marry"
at would not have been at all con-
Uenable," replied Mabel, coldly-''hard-
ly proper. You are too restless, toe
erigeant. / have distinctly assured you,
once for all, of my regard-have given
askr'
II ask to have it recalled, beautiful
icicle," said Philip, bitterly. 1.-The
suffering will be all mine, the blame al
mine; the ecldt of the rupture, if there
be such thing, shah be yours. Dismis.
me on any plea you choose; / will never
Contradict you; but do not let us 90 or
in this terrible mistake. You can moi
love me-perhaps you can not love al
all. And am maddened between my
, alteration for your beauty and my mis-
: cry a. your GOODNESS. Let us each b.
, Free"
EYES," said Mabel. with bite
look, "free to send flowers to othe
girls, to offer your arm in the street t.
| ladies who may choose to accept so con
spicuous an attention"
, Philip looked at her earnestly. "Yo,
, are speaking of Miss Vane," he said
"Yes, she was most kind and helpful
that morning. She is q sweet and no
/. BILE woman. But, Mabel dearest, is j
: possible that any jealous feeling abeu
8 her is at the root of your cold manne
to me? For Heavens sake, be franl
. and true. Let us have no mistake il
this matter. You know that have be
: longed wholly to you in heart and il
3 complaining of your want of love, tel
$ me SO, and / viii ask your forgiveness
: on my knees"
: mo, Philip" she said, decidedly
!. after q moments struggle. II ma
: have felt displeased at rumors that hav
{ reached me as to Rosamond Vane.
Q may not have done you entire justice il
that matter. But as to the rest. you ar
= right. 1t is not in me to satisfy such
O nature as yours. You are too impu
d sive. too ardent. You annoy and alarr
me BY your demands. We had bette
: part"
Il Rosamond read in the newspaper
|. the departure for Europe Of both he
- own and Mabers lover, and smiled an
q sighed over the changes OF the pa.
month. Gradually rumors reached he
o of the rupture of Philips engagement
- She was far from guessing her ow
share in the transaction, nor dreame
, that in the sudden revulsion from col
l, ventionality and coldness which Ph
n Blount was feeling on that eventf'
morning, the contrast OF her ow
d charming smile and warm, cords
d helpfulness did more than any or
l. thing to make him burst the fette
which chained him. Their acquintanS
Is now a certain amused sympathy gre
n up in her mind-the feeling that the
st had unconsciously acted upon each otl
er's fates, and had, SO to speak, ''bee
Q, in the same scrape." She felt as we
,e as il she could see 1t the sense OF fire.
9, dom with which he had quilted his n
O. tive country. Soreness, mortificatiO
sr even regret, he might feel, but throue
I'd all, and overmastering all, that rea
4, zation of escape from what would
D. time have been intolerablc. Did 81
10 not know? Were not her own hea
i'd and life expanding under the same i
huencep
,e ..You will never marry now" h
Is mother said, half impatient Of Ros
re mond's decision.
And she replied. blithely: do "
Ne really think SO, dear mammal am
le gladr'
without love Or romanos life nj
p pass happilyi md months Of su