Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1884-04-03

| Nptlt Oh your l''NtE1 I'ah hT ~ D'u
W r" fur ously in love with yonrlelr ~
avert. Il my head an made no rrply.
Matters IRE in exec lent shape " he
continued. "rh re- will br no more nee
cssity of letters, AMI if We keep our
secret she will never know ANYTHING
about it. If she discovers 1t as sup.
| pose she must after our marriage, she
ca clip herself
While he was talking in this way. my
heart sank within me with a torturing
doubt which now occurred TO me for
the first time. In my selti.h love had
forgotten that was de bera,e put
I ny her in The power OF "A man with whom
she had NJ sympathy, and whom she
did not love. Had not conspircd to
bring about the lifelong misery OF the
woman | loven?
1t W several days after her arrival
before | saw her. Then | wos surpri-ed
at her appearance. 1t was not that Of
happy betrothcd bride. Her face
| looked worn and pale, aud her manner
Was anxious and sad. raw, TOO, that
when Willard came near her ,he invol.
UNFAIRLY shrank iiom him, AMI looked
! at him WITH an expression of doubt md
wonder. 1t was hut too plan that shc
had an intuition of the deception pu,
| upon her. She DID not love him, and
she could not understand her own iecl.
ings. Nv heart ach"d for her; long. Il
to tell the truth; but how could y
| However, it proved 10 be my destiny
| to undeceive her in the most uuct
| pected manner. Shortly before then
marriage there came rumor that the
trustee of her rrorc " had d.fraudrd
her; risked all in speculation ant lost
Ill. The rumor was soon confirmed by
Willard him c'f
He came into my room looking
gloomy and irritable. lie flung him
self into n chair with an os'h.
Here's a pretty fy,' he gr wlcd,
"Lyda's money i. all gone
We'll, said /, calily, 'the los. Of
her money has not lc'senoih her value in
your eyes. h"re?'
Hasn't it?" he replied . | am not
| the man to marry q woman from scot.
mcnt. Do you suppose | would have
gone to ell that trouble unless ! had
counted upon her for,unef'
Angry and disgus,ed as was with
him, | felt great wave Of j'y sweep
over me.
you got me into this scrapc," he
sid. brutally. with your letters, !
count on you TO eStricate me-.
Very WE'LL returned. quietly:
chow do you expect me to effect this
lAudAble purpose
go and tell her never wrote tbo-c
letters, and that never made any en-.
gagemsnt with her"
" will do IT," said !, mot for your
sake, but 10 save her from the mcsue,t
Of men. Thank God that YOU bayc be.
aged your true character before it is
too late. Now leave this house. |
never want to look upon your face
asaio.'
Considerably abashed he obeyed with.
out word, and prepared to executed
M mission with a lighter heart than
had known for many a day.
sent up my card, and she entered
the room with quick 5 cp and anxiou.
face.
y. u came from Willarl Fleming" f."
she said hurricdly: 'ho has hoard ofm,
misfortune. Tell me, oh. tell me, be
has asked to bo relieved.
"Hc has - replied "hc do.ott, vnu
IN your trouble"
"Tbank heaven e. she cried. sitting
down and covering her nc" vi.h bc-
handkerchief After . moment ah"
became ca|mer, AMI lonklrr At M siih
a smile, continued:
II dud 1t hard tp understand nv
own mind. When mot Will RI Flcm
ing in Ncs York was not imp5c..cd
favorahly With him. But with hi, first
letter changed my opinion. \, our
CORES pond noe continued learned to
love him. for his letters. They we're
those Of noble, true hearted man.
Yet whc1 came bnck vas cruelty dis.
apointcd. The man ! hid lovcd,' the
man who wrote those La ceased 10 be.
William Fleming impressed me, as at
first as coll trining selfish man. ]
did not love him; grew to abhor him.
! would SCORER have died than marry
him, yet Rad no excuse. He has
given me one, but the mystery remains
Has q man two souls or who was Il that
wrote me those letters p