Semi-weekly interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1881-1905, 1882-12-19

only was doing good, OnerOus hard
work, brought us tray Of refresh
ments.
As we sat there slipping our coffee,
two women sat down at the next ta'
bic, with their backs toward us.
81 am very tired; are not you, Mrs.
Russellp' And the other answered;
Eyes, am tired. l don't think
that Il is worth while to come all the
way from Glasgow sight seeing"
This ives the voice Of Stevenson's
nearest neighbOr, and liked her and
respected her, yet did not feel quite
sure how Angelina would like an in.
PRODUCTION, and go RETAINED from look.
ing round and making myself known.
ard think we'd better have tea,
said the first voice. cts more re-
freshing than coffee. Oh, how is
Mary to dayf Think Of my never
asking before !"
"Mary is poorly" said Mrs. Rus
sell. "Oh, Mrs. Cullen, what pity
il is that flirting young minister came
down to Vale of CrOix. I don't
know what Mrs. Stevenson was about
to let him do as he did. We all
thought he was counting Mary. She
did, poor child. She loved him dear
ly, and the day before he went swak
he told her he was engaged to some
girl in Glasgow. I'm afraid its bro
ken her heart. She told me all
about, it. oh, Aunty RUSSELL she
said, 4 know l ought to be ashamed,
but ! cant help It. He seemed to
like me so. 1 hope shall die of this
fever, for life is nothing TO me.
Ashamed ! Why, it's he that ought
to be ashamed. OF all things, q min
ister to be cold, cruel, flirtl And
that is what Hugh Mactagger is !"
listened, but / could not move or
speak. 1 felt as though my heart
was breaking; and oh; the shame l
suffered ! The women drank their
tea and left, and then Angelina turn
ed to me with o cold, sarcastic smile.
"Isee by your face that that littl
story is perfectly true, Mr.. Mactag-
CART, she said.
Angelina" / faltered, 81 have
done nothing that should give ofense
to you"
Nothing but to love another wo-
man." she answered. "Love her and
let her see it, meaning to marry me.
Don't think that l am hurt; indeed
/ am relieved. / should have kept
my word TO you but for this. but not
so gladly as / once should. You are
a very good-lOOkiDg man, but on the
whole you don't suit me. | met Mr..
S. at Millport, and he does. Frank.
ly, have been thinking what a pity
it was that 1 must decline his offer.
AS for this-Mary, isit not wouldn't
she make very good minister's wife 2
1t came to my mind that she would
that she was the only wife for me;
that Angelina-splendid as she was
would never have made me happy.
But l only said "Miss MELVILLE if you
desire to have your freedom, l have
no choice"
II desire it greatly" she answered.
at is yours" said with bow.
After that / think we were both
happier than we had been for days,
and shaking hands we parted.
That night l went up to the Vale Of
Cruix, and l told Mary that my mar
riage was broken of and that she was
the only woman had ever loved.
She tried to summon up her pride and
refuse me, but failed in the attempt,
and let me take her to my heart.
To-day l am pastor of the church
At the Vale Of Cruix; Mary is my
wife, and we are as plain and quiet
pair as you could fancy. 1 often help
my wife pick currants for tea, and
nave taken a turn at the garden when
ielp is scarce. But / do not envy Mr..
). for his wife, nor pine for the luxu-
'ious possibilities that 1 lost with An.
yelina. Mary and my little home con-