New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1883-01-03
JOY AT LAST.

time has come"
ooh, John, you must not go! I can
not let you; cannot bear it, sobbed
Pansy, with heart-breaking violence,
and clinging to him in an agony Of
grief: ooh. do not go-do not go!''
why, Pansy, my darling, my hrare
little wife, what has coIne over yOu?''
he exclaimed, much touched and i'm.
pressed with the violence of her grief,
ut is so short a time only six months.
And think-''
''But l do not care for the money!"
she interrupted. lifting her face, that
each moment grew more drawn and pal
lid in its misery. my soul is filled with
some horrible foreboding. Oh. John, do
not leave me. We are happy, and have
more than enough to live on; leave this
old uncle to dispose of his money else
where. Oh, john
'Pansy," he exclaimed almost sternly.
'you do wrong to talk so. I go to win
the money for you and baby. 1t is my
love for you that takes me on this
dreary voyage, and makes me willing
to spend six drearier months with q
sick whimsical old man. My darling,
will suffer more than you; but when
come back l place you in the luxury
you left to become my wife. Be brave
and cheerful, darling; kiss me goodbye
with your own sweet smile, and do not
let me see tears at the last.''
She said no more. A dumb despair
seemed to have taken possession of her,
and in their parting caress she only
clung to him for brief moment as Il
soul and body would be. rent asunde1
the next moment. Then someone-she
did not know who-guided her over the
gang-plank and placed her baby in her
arms.
Quickly her eyes, dry now, and strain
ed in their misery, sought out one dear
face among the many thronging the
deck. She saw his eyes glistening with
tears and his lips moving; but in the
shouts and ringing Of bells, the groans
of the huge ship, splashing great waves
in its efforts to start, she could hear
nothing.
Slowly it moved out and away. A
wide seething gulf lay between them,
and he could only see her start to her
feet and hold the baby out. Then, as
the distance increased, he saw a man
step to her side, and apparently support
her.
LEND me your glass-just moment
for Gods sake!' heexclaimed to some
one near. Then, lifting it and drawing
that beloved face and form. nearer, he
saw that she was leaning back against
some boxes, with her sweet face color
less, and with closed eyes, supported by
a grey-haired gentleman of familiar
aspect. Several were around her, and
some woman held little Lillian; and just
as he noticed this, the grey-haired man
lifted and turned his face toward the re-
treating steamer, 1t was Gordon Leslie,
his millionaire employer.
A few days later the Herald contained
this brief dispatch:
Ocean steamer Adelaide, bound for
Liverpool. five days out, wrecked. All
on board supposed lost. Particulars to-
morrow
And tomorrow had confirmed the re-
port.
Pansy was a widow-baby Lillian was
fatherless.
A month before. John Eldridge had
received. from a wealthy eccentric old
uncle in England, the following letter:
"JoHN,-l am lonely, am going to die. I
nave no heir, Come and stay with mo six
months-though think l will die before that
tlme-and will leave nv money to you You
Dy rights ought to have 1t. Your father was
my favorite brother, and was with me when I
made much of 1t. If you are married, leave
your wife at home. 1t would not be pleasant
Tor her here; besides. ! want all your time to
winch will give you two hundred a month to
send her, or to keep yourself if you are still
single. Answer at Once.-Your uncle,
''RANDOLPH ELDRIDGE"
And for Pansy's sake John had writ
ten back,
II will Gomez
He was proud, and sensitive, and
poor, and when Pansy became his wife
she renounced home and life of lux
ury.
Now he could give it all back to her,
could see her freed from the cares and
worries of poor mans wife, could see
her lovely, radiant, and happy, in the
joys and pleasures that once had been
hers. And would he not do itp
Night was coming slowly on. A Bit
terly cold wind swept round every cor
ner and found thousand wavs Of
Creeping into poor rickety tenement
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