The daily gazette., 1883-11-03
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nll de sorry when you near that am dead
-yoa are 20 good--but you caunot miss NC
r,,ss; and do not think that 1t was your
amt; never was very strong and caught
cnId last Winter. did not say so when |
yt9lr, because thought you would not
van; to hear about that | only tell you
,oy that you may know that 1t was months
aro that was I'll first. They thought that
/ was better and that j was going to get
veil but know that never shall. They
don,t understand how hard It Is to get we'll
can't do It; It seems as II / had not the
5eart to go on living. think one had need
beyery strong to do that,
II do not Wish TO live, and yet am
C,iphtencd when ] think about dying. /
fecl as If my life were like candle going
ont in the dark. Everything seems dark
row, but 1t was al. sunshine that day when
YOU we're here fancy It must always be
sunshine where you are. When look back
Think that there never was any happiness
in my life till you came and brought It,
Those TWO dear days, you do not know how
happy they were My two days hoped
should get well, because Lhen might per,
haps have had just one more, but now /
know II cannot be. Only two days In all
my life, and you gave them TO mel
Goodbye, my dearest. 1t seems to me
That have said nothing at all, and now
cannot write more; 1t Is too late. Once
more, goodbye. Do not be too sorry for
me. Even the dying " II all be over before
sou read this, andsI am not Altogether un-
happy. II has been my happiness to love
you and pray for you. Goodbye. E. h"
An then, below the signature, was yet one
more "Good-bye."
Philip Langley sat staring blankly at the
paper with contracted brows. He was
startled and unnerved. The strange coin
cIdence of the letter and his dream had go
Impressed him taat the one seemed as real
as The other, and for the moment he could
hardly have told whether he had actually
touched the girls dead hands and lips or
not, The paper trembled In his fingers, and
the lines stood out with curious distinct
Lcss.
Reproaches would not have touched him,
but her tender eagerness to save him from
.eltrpproach cut him to the quick. He
Enew that what sic had written was liter.
silly true. Her happiness had been Ia his
power 10 give or to withhold, and he had
given her--what had he given her2 A few
smooth words, base coin, paid many times
before for smiles and kitses. 1t made him
dck to think how often he had used those
ready speeches, and how empty and de-
graded they were. He bad spoken them
again, and then be had parted from her
ts5cfeus, and promise which he never
M ait to keep. And for that she had gone
h'o the great darkness. blessing him aud
praying for him. II was lest for a devil to
laugh al. But Tor his own part he felt that
hr would have given anything 10 be able TO
call her back for one monent--only one
nos to excuse himself, but TO kneel before
lpr, TO take her hands in his, and kiss them
Wmbly. Then he would loosen his clasp,
sad let her go into eternity with Just
word of farewell. GAN else was false, but
Ills Is true" If he could do thai But
what folly even to fancy It +
II is impossible TO say how long he might
have remained in his dreary reverie had not
ila servant come to tho door to warn him
tAat IL was nearly IL o'clock, and that the
ceremony was fixed for half-past. The man
Stopped short In the middle OF his sentence.
Are you III, sirl"hc asked, wonderingly.
Mr. Langley stared &C him for ncmeut,
aEd then recovered himself
Yes" lc said; ''set me glass OF
brandy"
llls successful marriage seemed to him
ast then the most hideous dream Of all; but
tBa, to late too think Of that now too late
fltAnlS OF anything except that be must
ou M account keep Miss Willing waiting at
tie yhuleh.
How the next hour passed he hardly
knew, but It did pass, and he was Roses
husband. His bride had cast one or two anx
lous glances at him, and as they stood In
The ycatry, she whispered, hurriedly:
"What is the matter You are awful
white, aud your hands are quito cold"
He told some ready little lie about head
ache, he forced himself to laugh and talk
and drank champagne at the break fast, and
became more natural and less tragieally
pale; he gave remarkably neat speech for
Bis wife; he, himself, with Emma's farewell
letter In his pocket all the time, with q
curious fancy In his mind that behind the
smiling faces which crowded about him,
there must surely lurk some perception of
tlat miserable story.
As matter of course these shadowy I'M
prtssions wore of as the day went by. But
that evening, Rose, who had been looking
mcdtatively at the window for a minute or
Two, turned suddenly and asked him:
DO you remember Emma Harrison"
He was on his guard.
Seeing how often you have reminded me
Gl the evening when l met her at your house
Ierr'ainly do" he replied
Poor little thing ~ said Rose, eying him
more from habit than from any real suspi-
cl0n. "She Ia dead"
You don't say sop he exclaimed, and
Then echoed her "Poor little thingP" as
naturally as possible.
Yes, said Rose; "mamma had a letter
lh's morning, and she told me just before we
came away"
She might have left 1t till 10 morrow,
'hhS, the bridegroom remarked.
On, but don't suppose she could, !" said
Hose, with little laugh, like Mrs. Wiling
own. Mamma can't keep bit of news to
neIsIlt don't you know that2 Pm only
thankful she didn't let It out before we went
70 church. 1t would have been very horrid
II She had"
Very" he assented.
,., hope 1t isn't unlucky to hear thing
lAe That on ones wedding day. don't
Tlean that was especially fond of Emma
never was" Rose continued, with smil
Jug eandor. ~ don't think one is bound tC
M lohlof ones cousins, do youS She wal
NJ, SS!"ays such shy, stupid little thing-not
1 1.I o. style about her. 1t wasn't wonder
,ui' You can't think what a dreary little
"olG she lived in all her life."
~, ~ think can fancy 1t ;" he said.
Oh, you mean by what you saw of he
.Iat EVENING" / am afraid you had dul
,ilAe OF 1t, poor fellow you were punishet
%, ioi icing so cross" said Rose, well pleased
que vas aware that she herself had looket
,tr hest that day, and she felt her immeas
uTSbie superiority to Emma very keenly
but 1t is !ery sad," she added after
pause; lint 1t curious, Philip, that sh
Sna should be cousins, and that my wed
day."
I'll I