The Penn's Grove record., 1882-12-23

made YOU think YOU bad 2"
my ewn stupidity. I suppose" re-
piled he. II should be very sorry to
vex you, Mas Matte"
"Then don't talk about 1t, else you
WILL" she said.
"Whst q lovely ros that Isl Would
you mind giving it to me to show that
you are not vexed ~ said the doctor.
"There are penty on that bush,"
she answered. "You can take as many
as you like"
"But won't you give me that one?
I am going away for a fortnight and 1t
will be a keepsske-if yeu will give 1t
to me. Do, please"
"If you really want 1t you shall
have it," she said, as she took 1t from
her bosom and give 1t to him."
And he. as be pinned 1t in his coat,
said ut will remind me of q rose even
| fairer than ITSELF"
"For shame, DOCTOR" said Mics Mat
tie. ~ will not stop to hear such
| gross fiattery"-and away she ran
toward the house.
"5hake handS frst,n he cried. 81
am going tomorrow, early. One may
get smashed up on the journey, 30 1
should like to part friends. 1t Is a
| loag way to Manchester"
She gave him her hand, saying (:
Goodbye, DIR. Robertson 1 wish
you a pleasant journey"
He had been gone about q week
when, as Matte was coming down
the street, II street 1t could be called,
the DOCTORS housekeeper was standing
at the door with a paper In her hand.
When Matte drew near the old
woman cried out !: claws q mussy,
Miss Matte, but do'ee just read this
paper. My own eyes biuna so good
as they oncest was,'' and the old lady
held out a crumpled newspaper.
And Matte read: ..Oa the gath
inst. at the parish church. Manchester.
James Robertson, NJ. d., cnIy son OF
Peter Robertson, M. r. G. S., and L.
8. A., of Manchester. to Sarah Eliza
beth, dau shter Of the late Isaac Jeffer-
son, Of Potion"
For moment Matte was speech
less with mingled feelings. Then
came the reflection that this garrulous
old must not see her pain.
And, summoning up all her resolu-
ton, she said:
"If you wEsseto him wish him much
haprainess for me-"
I In the solitude of her chamber she
looked into her heart and learned her
secret. This man, who was another's
husband, had made himself dearer to
her than anyone on earth could be
and she had been mistaken In suppos-
ing that he cared for her.
Oh, shane, shame, to love where
she was not loved-to give her heart
unasked! Sill, she never told heI
love-the secret was hsr own and she
could keep it ~inviolate and meet him
on his return without f1inehing.
And, although she had no power to
put him out of her heart, she could
and would prevent her mind from
dwelling upon him.
One morning she heard that the
doctor had come home. She was
standing among her roses with q very
sad heart, when she saw Mr.. Robert
son passing up the road with q lady,
He lifted his hat to her and she tried
to return his salutation a she would
any other friend, but somehow the
warm blood came to her cheeks and
it was but a stiff and u~nfriendly little
bow that she gave them. And while
she stood thinking of 1t all, and won
dering why she should be so unhappy,
she heard footsteps behind her on the
gravel walk, and turning, saw DIR.
Robertson advancing eagerly to greet
her. Again the crimson tide flooded
her face, making her look very lovely
in her confusion. But she managed
to stammer out something about
Glad to see you." when the doctor
broke In with:
Mot half 30 glad rs l am to Q you.
l have been to a wedding since / left
Slapton, and enjoyed my holiday i'm
mepsely."
Eyes, I know" she said II saw
your wife walking with you this
morning."
ibid you, indeed ~ he said, while o
smile of quiet JOY lit up his face. "And
where were you looking when you
saw her. In the glass ~
She looked at him quickly, then her
eyes drooped before the expression Of
his. and again the telltale blush over
spread her face and neck.
"Where did you see my wife, Mat.
tie?"
I'm the road" said Matte.
"No, that was nay sister,n he re-
piled.
I'm the newspaper she urged.
"That was my cousin, rhe explained.
"Come here. Did you look In the
glass this morning2n
"Yes." whispered Matte. +
"Then that's where you saw my
wife-if you saw her anywhere"
And. Of course, that settled It: and
you all know what happened ~ well
as I tell YOU.
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