New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1883-01-07

| '1shall never forget!
Presently, turning TO her almost as they reach the
cottage. he says, Are you going 10 the Dali ~ 'ho
Grange tomorrow EVENING"
| But you told me you were asked.
so was: L aui not going, nevertneiees. - 80;
'WhyP There is terrible disappointment III HIS
III you must know she SAYS gently. it is be-
| cause have not got gown good enongh
That dress you wore at the Court last evening
Ia q fossl-almost heirloom. Inc wno,e
county knows i ~ heart ny tG ,. a . w. p'''
If you asked your father a.,
i should have one at once-a1 the expense OF his
being even duller than usual Tor n month aIe er
| ward. He would give me every penny NO pos
| sesses, would probably sell some oil MS ueaIes'
possessions books 10 get me few yards d mus
| DO You think should enjoy those two hours know
| ing thati What puIgatory they woulu mean.
They would, indeedP he SAYS reverently. gazing
ut her fair loving face with unaffected admiration
He dues her full Justice and understands perfectly
the loyal affection that could lind no happiness III
pleasure secured at the expense OF beloved onJec.
| Then he wonders why Julia who hasIHore money
| at her command than she quito knows what to do
with, has had thought for the poor little cousin
| In the cottage; and then i am afraid he thinks
bitter thoughts of che woman he ought to marry ~
You must come to me the day after the pail
| and tell NE all about IT, she says iea t
| Second hand to hear of it will be better than
| nothing ...
Yes, Twill come he says absentlyabut it is
plain his thoughts are Ioamlng ana thaS no "ots
| evening Gcene that surrounds him.
| The morrow passes the day dies. Night comes
on apace and covers everything. AT the orange tne
| iddles are sounding, bright forms arc moving 10
and fro the air IL heavy with the breath OF dyIhg
flowers. IL Is II O'Clock ana aiie ui' fans are
begun the music grows sweeter FAINTER; lhhs "fo
waving gently. -.
Down in the cottage n girl is standing IN white
gown at of the open windows. and rs gazing
eagerly and with sad straInIng ewes at certain
lights that two miles away can bo seen distiheuy
through the still haze VI the summer nleht: ..,
Yes he is there, Of course and happy ana regaru-
less of everything but the moment III IL most iat
ural is it not What is there e SO for MN 20 thlnH
of She herself. how dearly che would IKE 10 DC
there too She gances at ner gown and teils her-
self that almost she might have gone-and then sue
shrnks within hers6 If, ana refuses 70 confess even
TO her own heart that II would have been agony 10
heI to have appeared badly dressed beiore-Delore
oh many people!
She signs impatientv. and the tears gather in her
eyes, and blot out the lights shining gayIy so lar
awav they blot ont. TOO. daGk figure that, al
vanclng rapidly through the iew shrubs enters the
second open window aud, crossing Tie room, Is al
her side before she has time to recognize Nun.
10 is George Norwood of course-a httle nushed
from his run, and with his hair slightly RULED and
with the gladdest light possible III DIS hanu'oino
eyes.
Monica moving backward. involuntarily sezess
the curtain with one hand ana ftarcs ut MN almost
afrighiedly Her attitude TN iuds him OF mat
happy moment when hrst lie say her; before he
has time to speak, she RECEIVERS heIself and says
with poor attempt at GOODNESS:
What has brought Won here ?
You know replies he calmly; an overpOwering
desire to see YOU To hear your voice again. Your
face in every corner, smiling ut me-yOur voice
clearer than the band, and called me lhces-
sanity. have Gomez
lie sinks tito char with all the air OF n man
who intends to make IL his restngplace Tor the re-
nainder of the evening; ,,-..,..
Where Is julia 2 asks She repfoof IN her voice
unmistalable gladness in her great cleaning eyes
She has got n heavy spray OF scarlet geranlum IN
the bosom of her white gown. IL rises and inlis
nelvously, az she stands before him, trying vainiV
IN ,p afp arm nunn
Il don't know-T don't care Dancing suppose
go back to her l WON'T have you here. 10
back TO heI at unoe?
won't says Mr.. Norwood. $500
But | desire you,' exclams she with a little |
stamp of her foot 49, ,
SOf conrse # you turn me ont shall have to 60
saws George NorN God, without showing the faint
es symptom OF an intention 70 depart; but GER |
tanlv sha'D't go to Julia-Ivo bad enough OF Julia
Nonica's breath comes little quickly she Lifts |
her hand TO her soft rounded Il roat
You ought to 30 with the woman you mean TO |
Il entirely agree with YOU. sayo Norwood with |
the utmost yivncity. But that wouldn't drive me |
.Yon don't know what you arc saying says |
Monica. shrinking still farther from him.
Il do. Quito we'll l ought 10 nave sald ~ |
before but tonight have made up my mind. If |
You refuse ne, shall never marry any wOmnn- |
never! Ny darling, don't shrink from me say YOU |
love me. say it-AlOnca, say IT,
.No-no You must be mad says the girl as, |
white as death. with both hands she keeps hun |
not do tas thing In the morning you will think |
AS / do now interrupts lhe And az thought |
yesterday morning. aud every morning during the |
past wtek-that love you better than my very LIE
to say nothing OF filthy lucre.'
The piessure of the hsnds that Iepulse him is nos
90 stro.g now. Embodened by This sign OF coming |
weakness he goes on with rem we'd spirit:
we shall be roOr. yon know but you said once |
you thought zoo a year quite enough To i've o..
Yon can't go back OF that now. You said alsV that |
il would be IL disgraceful aud contemplate act on
the part OF any man % marry one ~cman when he |
IoysG anuther You can't get ont OF that either, |
I mott "a
contemplate IN the only Eyes worship
The hands have grown quite reasonable now, and |
indeed have slipped irnm his chest 10 his shoulders
Monica. am yours whether you like 1t or not. |
You must try and make tue best of me- he says |
very humbly. Ny beloved, | can only promise 10 |
bo n good husband to you TILL death us do part!
DO not talk Of death. she WHISPERS TREMENDOUSLY.
NOT Shall We not pray that We may die the |
same day. and bc buried IN the same grave But, |
living or dying, my Jwn darling, every thought OF |
my heart Will be yours
The hands have slipped IL little higher up and |
now with a faint but heavy sigh that 10 almost 1
sob she tw ines them round his necK and lays her
soft cheek against bis.
You must imagine q goOd many asterlsks Dere,
How was Julia look ing ? asks sho presently. |
They arc now sitting close toPether-yery close |
indeed-upOn the patrarchal SOFA that Certainly |
has seen better days But If IL were satin ana down
they could net b, more cDntented with 1t.
Very handsome. replies no with tie most is Sahs,
null sort OF business No soul. and too much flesh
NV angel yon haye saved me. 10 'i'nk tna' only
moral certainty, you know, as didn't know what
love meant then
Al this junctufe there Is no mistaking he knows
what love means now.
III you should ever be sorry about this says
Monica ncrvOusly.
Nonsense darling; you know You arc miles too |
good for me hope yo1 will never be sorry, that's
ali Monica '-wstillly. You certain, positive,
that you really love NOR
Am as sure OF IL, as that We are sitting here
saws Miss Norwood solemnly.
4 further demonstration that they really |
know what love meansl
do you know. Pm awfuly hungry says George
prespntly without the smallest shame, recollec-
ton that neOpc in novels never eat anything when
filled with the tender passion.
ro vuuY Do Won know so am l. but didn't |