The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-12-03
scent she had brought, and laid them


That's good, - he murmured to him
self. "Violets, That's like the fields
az Graye, Is that the sea muttering
outside What was | going to sayYn
He knitted his brows, and then added:
about YOU, Oh, know" He seemed
again "a gather consciousness from the
sly; ~ S,Upor into which he was sink
ing "ltSall right between You and
philp, isn't ltyN
"Nes. Arnold"
"TAa, 5 right. What are YOU going
% 3af Not going 70 Grayle again?"
SIZE shivtred iuyoluntarlly and an
swered in The quiet, steadfast voice that
was the effort of Sclf-cuntrol:
No, dear; we shall 70 abroad, |
think.
And you are sure, quite sure, you
forgive mei' Arnold said, and his hand
closed on hers tightly, and his wagering
gaze fixed for a moment,
Quite sure, Arnold, | forgive you
from my very heart, as | hope TO be
forgiven, - Erica said, with strong ear
nestness,
And he lay muttering to himself for
alittle while. then again abruptly spoke,
Dll lltN ld4lkil blh WIN " HtlNNl VI
the hand she held
And Philip-ah, you start and hide
your face; he's not like you, but then,
you're his wife, Well, is he here;'
He is without, Arnold
"You don't think he began
eagerly, but stopped exhausted, I'm
so timid, I'm up TO nothing
You would like him to come to
you% said the girl, gently. but inward
~ trembling, All, would Philip still be
pitiless; You would like TO know that
he torgaye You too?'
He said Yes, feebly, but looked
more assent, ITS only a feeling, but
it doesn't matter
She rose and glided away her heart
throbbing heavily. Philip was walking
slowly up and down at the further end
Of the corridor with his arms folded
across his breast, his head bent in deep,
perhaps regetfrl thought; he turned
as Erica came TO him,
phillip she said, and paused, droop-
ing her eyes; then, with 4 sudden rush
of bitter sorrow, She bowed her face on
his arm, whispering in intense plead
ing: He is dying, Philip, He asked
for you to forgive Oh, husband. have
you no pity nowyH
He stood looking down on her for a
moment and the stern lips softencd.
the dark eyes grew tender
Philip the girl said, wisttully,
"come with Inc; surely no vengeance
could live in that presence
And he did not resist, when taking
| his hand she drew him towards the
| chamber.
And in that ineffable presence that
| lowered near and yet nearer every mo-
ment, Philip acknowledged she spoke
| truth. He stood beside that shattered
wreck Of manhood, and bowed his
head. rebUked by a Judgment higher
than his own. and his impIacable sever
ity shrank and dWindled, and seemed
poor and iguoble here in this prison
room where Young life was running
out its last sands,
Arnold, - said the girl softly, bneel-
ing beside him, and laying her hand on
his forehead.
lie opened his eyes dreamiy, and
they rested on Philip st, Johns tall
form and dark face
4 change came over the diving man.
He rslle1fog q moment, lifting himself
up and gazing into Philips eyes, half
shrinking as be did so. and ClutCh.ng
with nervous force at Erica hand,
Are you come 10 Teproach me- he
said, hoarsely. II took yOar brother
from you, and this child, but I shan,
trouble you sgau-I-n
St. John bent down, pressing him
gently tgck on the pillows, and keeping
one hand on his shoulder.
II am not come 20 Teproach, he said
and there was a great pity in his low
tones, nor 10 Judge you for your past
.'
Il always hated you, Philip st, John.
Arnold said. speaking with slow utter
auce. but without bitterness. 1T wa.
unjust Of me. m sorry for it, and ioI
ali the wrong ! did YOU. She has for
given me but | did YOU the greater
wrong. through her; and you are hard
er than she is. They say am dying.
Just say
Low and quiyering came the deep
SOFT voice; II do forgive you. Arnold. u