Morning journal and courier., 1884-11-07

7.I won't light candle. It might disturb her,s whispered Mrs. Pole.
 ssNo, don't, ;" replied Cleve Stuart, in low voice.
 ] But just then the sound of footsteps was heard coming mp the stairs.
 s'It is the parson, and now I suppose I must light the candle, ? said the woman, ris= ing to suit the action to the word.
 Then Palma opened her eyes and smiled, murmuring softly:
 aoh, how blessed it is to wake and find you herel"
 Cleve Stuart.
 .'Yes, nicely" she murmured in dreamy tone.
 sAnd you feel better4'
 "On, yes, thank and bless you. You have done me so much good by only sitting by me and holding my hand while slept so sweet ly."
 q would like to hold yonr hand through life, dear child" A rap at the door and the sudden blazing up of the lighted candle stopped their talk.
 Mrs. Pole set the eandlestick on the top of the bureau and we mt and admitted the min ister-a venerable figure, tall, thin, broad shouldered and clothed in clerical black.
 Young Cleye Stuart felt sudden, irresist- ible impulse to avoid the reverend gentleman and the religious services
 He stopped and whispered hurriedly to Palma;
 t'I will go now, dear child, and leave you with your minister"
 Mrs Pole placed a chair near that of the invalid girl, and the clergyman seated him. self beside Palma and began to speak to her.
 Meanwhile Cleve Stuart had passed out of the house and into the squalid, rocking street where his cab stood waiting for him.
 With his scented handkerchief held to his face he entered the vehicle and gave the or der:
 ssBack! and drive fastln
 Cleve Stuart sat back on his seat, grimly refecting on the scene he had just left.
 "OhI" he exclaimed aloud, striking the seat with his clenched fist, tfwhat an accursed adventure is this that I am onl Why did I even consent to it-why, ye godsl'
 Why, indeed, did CleYe Stuart, the haugh- tiest and most fastidious man in the city, the lion of the clubs and the idol of the drawing rooms, the scion of historical race who had been illustrious in the Old World for cen turies before they were known in the New why did the proudest, handsomest, most ele- gant and most accomplished descendant of such a race seek wife in the person of a poor young sewing girl, who was fading from life in the attic of an old tenement house7
 Was it from misplaced love? Not at all for he was not in the least in love with her.
 Was it from any obligation9
 No, he was in no way bound to her.
 From eharitya No, for charity might have ministered tc the suffering girls needs by many better means than matrimony. From a sense of honor? No, for his honor was in no way invol we'd.
 Was it to make atonement for any wrong real or imaginary, done by him or any of his kin to her or to hers? No, for neither he nor his had ever wronge6 either.
 Was it to fulfill the conditions of some ec centric will? Not at all, for he was in no way concern ed in any will, nor did he ever expect to b' l so.
 Han he been tilted or offended by hi | sweetheart or betrothed, or did he wish tt | avenge himself by marrying instantly thu | very first woman who could be induced t accept him? No, nothing of the sort. He was in ''peac, ! and goodwill with all the world. What, then was the motive of this elegan young aristocrat for wishing to wed the poor | dying seamstress? 1 It would be easier to tellywhy she, in he extremity, accepted him. | It was for this true and simple reason: tha she loved him-loved him only of all tn human beings on earth; loved with all he soul, and had so loved him all her life. Sh was dying for his presence-though no on knew 1t-when he came to see her-and t save her, though he did not hope or eve l wish to do so. | Why, then, did he ask to wed her at all The reason why will soon appear. The abov we publish specimen chapter of thi
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