Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1883-01-12

CD tiuillji Il 'l'c dN lIt 10 utF.
y Year pissed by; th" timc for his
return approached As the girl
awaited it "a" ietLou@ht her how
! ~ would meet ! in; how She would
/ WIN hn hac.l 10 Ids 4 blo.n"rv
j. hiking. She c uid not lose her dear
friend. shr HiIo hhi 10 kin Oh earth.
IL" would listen to reason and forgive
her.
She contrived a thousand little
surprises for him; made twenty little
womanly gifts; thought of nothing
but his coming. and watched the pa
pcrs daily for nvws of the ship.
At last 1t came. but in q terrible
form, At first a doubt of her safety.
Then a certainty OF her loss. with all
OF board.
Only little while ago it seemed
that i'll a letter to his father Donald
had written:
=" have taken passage on the Dol
phin the vessel in which l made
lny voyage out. shall be with you
very soon."
And since then there ha been not
one word; and now there never would
be never could be. for doubtless he
had persisted with those other pas
sengers of whom the only record that
remained was, "All lost"
The white haired father bowed his
head iii woe. Cicily. for while.
could not realize the truth: then it
came to her IN terrible way.
One moonlight evening. as she
stood with her face pressed against
the window pane, looking out into
the transtigured garden, Donalds
name arose to her lips, Donald's face
before her memory. and with them
the knowledge of her own heart.
Donald, Donald. Donald" she
cried; Il loved you 1 loved dyou, Oh,
Donald, | know now that | loved
youw
She only whispered these words.
but it seemed to her that she had
shrieked them aloud. The air of the
house seemed to stitie her. She
pushed open the long window and
stepped out upon the balcony.
Ear away in the valley below she
saw the form of the dark yew trees
that shaded the graveyard where she
had parted with Donald, and his last
words came back to her, and it seemed
to her that it might be possible that
Donald's spirit should return to her.
The thought gave her no terror;
rather she felt a great longing to see
the spot where he had promised to
come to her. 4 light shawl lay upon
char which stood upon the porch
Catching it up. she tossed it over her
head, and wrapping her arms in it.
sped down the road towards the
graveyard. She met no one on her
way. All was silent and lonely.
as she opened the gate and saw
the smooth moonlight flooded paths,
the cleaning white tombstones. and
the deep, black shadows which lay
behind them, she seemed to look upon
world that she had never seen be
fore
He will come to me-" she said to
herself. and FASTENED forward and
flung herself upon her knees beside
his mothers grave hiding her face
upon it.
The hand OF superstition was upon
her. Its thrill ran through her frame.
She believed that she should see
Donald. and as he had commanded
her, she lifted up her voice and called
upon his name.
"Donaldw she cried. "Donald -
oh, Donald, come to me-"
And then she lifted her face and
looked across the grave, and saw be
hind the white shaft on which his
mothers name was craven, dark
and solemn figure slowly rise "a fig
ure that bore the semblance of her
lover.
"Who called me? Surely some
one called my name said a voice 3
still his. And Cicily, trembling as an
aspen never tremblcd yet. replied,
1t was | called you I, Cicily. Oh,
Donald, tell me you forgive me for
the Curse has fallen upon me, and
I, whothought l could not love you,
now that l have lost you shall love
you forever, Oh, Donald, take me to
heaven with you, if you may, for
cannot live without YOU
Then Heaven be praised" an
swered the wrath, and Cicily saw
that it advanced towards her. Nature
could bear no more, and she fell
senseless to the ground. Nay not to
the ground. for strong arms caught
her, fond lips were pressed to hers, a
warm living heart beat beneath her
own, and when she recovered she
knew that it was no spectre that en-
braccd her.
BY one of those fortunate acci-
dents that often occur to blind NOR
tails, Donald had missed the Dolphin
on the day of her departure. His
passage was paid, his luggage was
all on board, but he arrived only in
time to see her clear the harbor. He
had taken the next vessel, and had
only heard of his escape on his arri-
val in America.
Loving his mother as he had, it was
but natural that, as he passed the
graveyard on his way from the sta
ton, he should linger a moment be-
side her tomb, and thus it came to
pass that he had heard poor Cicily's
confession of her love.
| And 50 this ghost story ends with
the ringing of wedding bells, and
with the declaration usually made by
writer's of fairy tales, that everybody
lived happy ever afterwards.
Ohio had when the census of 1890
was taken, 20,G99 manufacturing es
adjustments, with SlSS,939.6l4 capi-
tai, employing 151.2l7 men. 1865
women, 12,Sl7 children, to whom
wage. were paid to the amount of
S62, 103,SOO, which consumed $2l9,-
0SS.O26 wolth of raw materials. and
made S34S,305, 1870 worth of products
per amman. Massachusetts had but
II ,355 manufactures or seven
tenths the number of Ohio, but there
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