Mexico weekly ledger., 1882-07-27

cashmere that suited my complexion
A fever of expectation
glowed in my eyes. and flushed my
cheeks, and burned scarlet upon my
lips. l had never looked so we'll
for that night was beautiful. Lucy
was right when she said that if nv
was to fiirt that l had met
my match in Ranger.
He did fiirt rarely.
No, no! I won't believe it. To
this day-to the last moment of my
l will say confidently to
my own heart, Harvey loved me. 1
will give up my life rather than l will
give up that belief-which Is indeed
to me the better part of life.
Heavens! How charming he was
how brilliant! What rare fascination
was it that clothed his every lightest
word with Il robe like gold fresh from
the mint, or shining raiment sparkling
with gems? What wondrous witchery
was in the smile of his beautifully
curved and arched lip? What more
than earthly splendor in the blue eyes
that emitted : !;gglit !!;;ggit p.- end brilliant
as that Of heaven?
He sat beside me on the sofa, and
once when he moved, his arm brushed
the skirt of my dress. l have not
forgotten and never will forget the
ecstatic thrill that shot through me,
quick as an electric shock; and when
he held my hand in his for a few mo-
ments that night at parting-but I'm
afraid you're laughing at me; will
not tell you, because l can't say any
thing more about that. 1t was a JOY
too holy to place before profane eyes
an explanation of it.
This continued for six weeks. You
see l didn't leave Lucy's at the eN-
piration of the three weeks | had in
tended to confine my visit to. But
the end had to come at last. l knew,
of course, all the time, that it couldn't
continue long; but had not dared to
look toward far enough to see that
there was day when we must part
very likely never, never to meet again
on earth! If in this world you catch
q glimpse of heaven, and drink in the
celestial air from the home of the
gods, open your heart and soul wide
it doesn't come often, perhaps only
once in life-time-don't cloud it's un-
speakable radiance or talnt its marvel
Gus sweetness by looking to the time
when it will all be but a thing of the
past.
l. didn't and Pm not sorry that l
accepted the roses and never looked
for the thorns, till by-and-by they
pierced me. Where we met there we
parted-out in the garden among the
flowers. The moon was very fair and
cloudless, the August night contained
in it the essence of all summer beauty !;
the moonlight was very soft and
sweet, pale and silvery, like a
shadow of an angels white wings
falling over us, and how mild and
holy shown the darling bright stars
dear stars that / love in the blue sky.
can't help speaking of it; but l
can't give any faint idea of the beauty
of everything as we stood there. 1t
was sight to remember-a scene to
look back upon in the darkest mid
night of life, and gather life and hope
and strength from the memory of it.
1t seemed almost sin to break the
stiffness; but it was getting to entire,
too perfect. was awed, and little
frightened, by the holy quiet. What
a commonplace remark to sunder that
peace of heaven! .-,.4.s
''Harvey, l leave here tomorrow
morning"
eyes, Jessie, l know it,
"And. Harvey, if we should never
meet again in this world-and it is
altogether probable that we never
shall-take, at least, my sincerest
wishes, my purest heartfelt prayers
for your welfare. May all the glory
and honor, and success that can pos
sibly attend any mans earthly career
be poured down upon you in the
richest, brightest showers and
1 couldn't say any more. Tears
had been rushing to my eyes all the
time but then they choked ME quite.
1 paused; for could'n mt speak another
word.
| There was a rose-tree between us.
He came round and stood by me. He
must have seen that | was trembling
and could hardly stand, for he put his
arm about me and held me tightly.
IF we should never meet again in
this world, Jessie! Was that what
you said? Never meet again? And
does it all end here?''
| GAIL"
Then, say goodbye to me, Jessie. >
Goodbye, Harvey"
| His arm was wound tightly about
me 1--WE were standing quite close te
each other), and his hair brushed
against my brow he touched it will
his ips-my eyes, too; then suddenly
gathering me close to his heart, he
kissed me a single kiss. Warm lip:
meeting each other-ardent, intense
passionate, burning-a kiss that en-
tered into and mingled with my very
soul-that scared scar of madden
ing, scorching joy upon the innermos