Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1884-10-26
THE SAVANNAH MORNING NEWS SUNDAY, OCTOBER 1884.

the canvas. A face of wondrous beauty
met the gaze of the two gentlemen. The
ewes seemed to move-the lips about TO
sneak. The expression was so pure, yet
SO tender. The hair fell in soft waves over
the face. and gathered back upon the
head with a few tiny curls escaping, but
these did not conceal the graceful turn OF
the head like a young SemIramis. Al
together the face was one OF exraorQina-
ry sweetness, almost TOO splrltual IOr
naturalness, one might think who'd never
seen Mrs. Malcom.
"'Tis gloriousp nV0luutarlly e1-
claimed DR.. Mavtield.
Mr.. Malcolm uttered no word, and alook
of deep disappointment began TO spread
over Paulfne'S countenance, when to her
amazement the old gentleman t0ttered up
to the inanimate canvas, kissed the eyes,
the brow, the hair, crying out in agony:
"Isabel! my own Isabel! Isabel"
Pauline and Reginald at the same mo-
ment turned to withdraw. Both felt this
a grief too sacred for their eyes to Wit
ness. Mr.. Malcolm seemed UNCONSCIOUS
of their presence, also Of their departure.
ELet's 20 on the veTanda, DR.. Mayheld;
Mr.. Malcolm will come to himself present
". I've never seen him SO overcome be-
fore, although be can never speak OF his
wife without deep emotion. To possess a
woman; but l thought when hearing Mr..
Malcolm just now of MOOre's lines:
Love that leaves where'er he lights,
a burned or broken heart
How he must have loved her. Oh, if l
could be loved like that I'd be the hap
piest woman in all the world!''
In after years Reginald remembered
these words.
Perhaps, said Reginald, she loves her
memory more than he would have loved
her had she lived. This is sometimes the
case, think. Pve heard my father speak
of Mr.. MalcOm's wife; that her early
death caused him to leave the world. Tell
me about it. If knew, PVe forgotten the
circumstances"
THAT portrait 1 painted from a small
picture he has in a lOcket, taken twenty
five years ago soon after their marriage.
She was very young, beautiful, rich, IN
teIligent-eYerythi that woman should
or could be. Mr.. Malcolm was a poor
clergyman. and the family objected TO so
poor a match for their beautiful Isabel,
who could so easily marry fortune. he
was 10th to marry her, knowing his mo-
tives were miscOnsuued; but finding that
Isabel's happiness was as much at stake
as his own, they married in spite OF all
opposition. Ore year Of perfect happi-
ness was their only recOmpense. Death
rudely parted them. Mr.. Malcolm says
they were too perfectly happy; that God
saw they were making earthly idols, and
in mercy, perhaps, separated them. Inc
shock came near unsettling his reason.
He recovered, however, and turned over
IsabePs property to her relatives. lie
continued to study, working hard, not
only to do good, but he had promised Isa-
bel when he married that her relatives
should see that she had not thrown her
self away. This promise he fulfilled, as
| he became the most noted and talented
preacher of the day. Then, indeed, the
world thought him crazy, when, denying
all offers OF immense salaries and all
manner of peTSuasiOns, he came out here
| to preach to the simple country people,
He is almost idoliZed all through the
county. His church is always full.
Very often people come out from the
cities to hear him. No inducements can
be offered great enough to cause him to
leave his little flock. He feels that here
he can do the most good in the most unos-
! tentatiOus manner. L know his love OF
| the memory of his lost wife to be very
| sincere and very touching. l owe every
! thing l know to his goodness; for years ne
acted as my tutor. Let us speak of some
| thing else. Here he comes now"
MI. Malcolm, with his white locks
! bright eyes, and calm, digniied bearing
| would grace any assembly. His face now
! bore traces of sorrow. Coming up to Pau
line he gathered her in his arms anL
| kissed her, saying brokenly:
| 81 can never repay you, Pauline
| never!"
Without further words he hurried down
I the walk.
''Miss Pauline, must follow quickly
J NY friend has forgotten poor me. l viii
call again soon conform you Of the health
/ of your invalid
He smiled and hobbled off with an ex
| aggerated limp which made Pauline
| laugh.
YOU'RE a regular hypocritew she eX
! claimed, and went in to make her dump
! lings, little sorry that the gentleman die
not remain to dinner.