The Panola weekly star. (Sardis, Miss.) 1882-18??, 1883-11-17
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She had Dot sren irsusnt aht6 10 nm
She hht Wa = a-nfrmri 5ns iriari be-
fell lnfo NArtcxs h1H,is ~ hiHt M
himself that b. tt Mt ieiipss tin
could have savsd tB be wa arvlnt
saving. | did not hsllgya h. Mpv
could ! vhea b. sas ~ rsnfbs tnt Doe
ing aud yieliing when Wfh nsa' hpt
fond dreams u his reforming f1r nv
sake lie lasish-d gfu spon me.
against my will II i hard ~ b~siaeYs,
u Il not. but ! wns Dot ~ wise then A.
have grown tn 30 now lie had ons
snswer for my rrmonstrAncss. e vts
better TO expend his money on ne ,han
20 let II Sip away At the gambling
table. He wanted 10 place a sum il
bank 10 my credit. bot that | would not
permit. And three weeks a~fterwarl be
had lost II all. aud in a IL u melan.
choly despair At his utter ruin. Hot
through disappointed love. he put that
pistol 10 his head and blew oui his
brains.
"That Is the true story. Mlgnon Al.
mont was no moro responsible for his
death than | was; and he left a note for
me saying that II any woman could have
saved him. | surely would. | have Il
yet. along with . half.dozen others. all
ever had IRON him. I've wondered
often why ! kept them 40 long we out
live such sentimental fancies 10 these
days; bat ! suppose fate had something
90 do with i IN ~rescrying them for this
occasion. I'll send my maid for the
packet and you shall have Il before
YOU 20.
Am | right In my sumisss. and have
j played the part Of fairy godmo,her TO
your Better, ] dare say. than ! should
have the part q step-mamma which |
once expected 10 take. You never knew
Il. and yet your grandmother might
have told you. | went 10 her, | thought
had a right 10 mourn for him. too. |
knew how bitter she was against la
june, aud went 10 set her right. and
instead Of mlngllng her tears with mine.
she turned on me.
"'iou. too.'n she said. Then
between the two Of you. you have be-.
teayed me Of the dearest son mother
ever had
well. don't bear her any 1l.will.
81 do bear you very genuine Kind
feelings for your fathers sake. and |
suppose afttr to-nigh, II wont matter
10 You whether We ever meet again"
What answer he made. Lannt could
never afterward tell. How he made
his excuse aud got away was always a
blank ~ him, hut madame had been A.
good n her woni. She had slipped
that little packet Of letters In his hand
when they parted
In hs own room he read them, and
Tho IDOL he had worshiped all hi. life
was crushed. lie saw the young father
whom he had been taught 10 rryenc In
hisirle light At last Tho man who
Mad written these letters was weak,
unstable, changesble n the wind. Ill.
bo.t Resolutions were wavering i'm.
Pnlsss- II was no, In him 10 have a
trne or lasting affection for n one.
In one breath he was ready 10 give ur
MI the world for his darling florine; Ii
the next, there was not a charm on
Garth Tor n % Hase ~ he.
And u was for n man like this thal
the happiness Of two lives had been
wrecked.
Lsuni slept nonc that night lie wa,
~ his grandmother house In the sub.
urbs Of the city BY the time the sun had
well risen In The morning. She cam,
10 him. after an interval, with som,
untold anxiety gnawing inwardly. and
he referred briefly 10 the story be bad
heard.
And ypu knew this" was hi. on,
repruaeh You knew. and you ncarc,
me 70 believe him the nohlest Of men
most hasely betrayed BY tho woman h
loved
The stern old face, hagrar with sui
tering. ht with a defiant blaze.
And II was true She lurrd hin
away first; " sh~ bad no, treated hin
cruelty he would never have turned /,
that Horine. lie never cared for her A
he cared for la June. Sac was "A.
guilty one. she led him. dlrccsl, or In
directly. 20 his doom. 30 his death. ON
Lannt. don't quarrel with me because
hate her for H."
She stretched out two trembling. Inn
ploring hands.
asWI.-s a. 4. =.
asked.
Repair The wrong I hasc done. rall
DAnA's forgiveness n | can. PRAY 70
", grandmother. !, depends upon he
whether you ever sce me AGAIN.
cHArTER XXI