The Penn's Grove record., 1884-08-30
FOR THE LOVE OF HER.

all IQe lIlSu COuAJJ NihCAV oHS "
there was not a woman, no matter
what her rank might De, 50 admired and
courted as lovely, hooking, oeWltchlng
Ada Gascoyne.
Only four years before, her father, a
retired naval officer, had come to reside
in the garrison-town Of Oldfairs In the
following summer he had been joined
by Ada, then just eighteen, fresh from
a Partisan boarding-school, where h
had passed, she said, the greater part OF
her previous life.
1t was a balmy June morning. and be-
fore going In to join her father at
breakfast, Ada fingered In the garden
10 gather a rose or two for the little
vase that a always stood by his plate. Fa-
Their and daughter were full of pretty
little coaxing ways to each other ; and
she came up the steps of the miniature
terrace now, in her white mornlng-dresS
with its pink ribbons, humming a gay
tune and looking as bright and win
some as if about to enter the presence
Of q lover.
Papa" she said through the open
window, without raisiug her head from
the flowers, 81 hope you don't forget
all the engagements we have for this
week. This is only Monday, you know,
aud to-day we are to go to the garden
party at Sir John Townley's; to-mor-
row night there is to be a dance at the
barracks; and on Wednesday there IS
the ~hve-o'clock tea-festival-which you
hate so much-at Mrs. Dooner's. Papa,
are you listening 2"
She had risen from her flo~wer-gather-
- - 81, nBn ONnEn nntnrnn
through the open glass door. A cry
broke involuntarily from her lips, u
the roses and ~mignonette fell unheeded
to the ground. Captain Gaseoyne was
living back IN his armchair, with closed
eyes aud a death-like pallor over his
face. One hand was stretched out be-
fore him on the breakfast-table, as If
unconsciously, the long thin fingers
grasping an open letter. Yes, there 1t
lay-the fatal sheet of note paper that
contained in its few lines so much OF
terrible sickening interest Ithad never
been intended to meet her eyes ; but, in
her CONSERVATION at finding her father
thus, she had approached close to his
chair, and he, in his temporary faint
ness, never heard her.
He had kept the secret so long and so
carefully from his darling, knowing but
too well how it would crush her !; and
there, in an u~nguarded moment, it was
all revealed to her-how cruelty ! The
handwriting was sc large, so painfully
distinct, she could not mistake a sylla-
BILE ora sentence /; they burnt themselves
into her brain, and never in all her after
life could she forget them.
tkMu darling child Ib-aO1 the Old
man sprang to his feet.
Papa, it is not true 1t cannot be
true p she cried, in tones of bitter en-
treaty, so different from the merry ac-
cents of a few minutes before. "Say
It IS al g liel My mother alive until a
few ears ago, and-that p T~41n0
pointed with a shudA"' % INC ieOVei'
WHICH "a st Z -teIa:
nv p0or Ada !"
Ae fela he could have undergone any
thing rather than see her with such a
look Of hopeless misery and shame. For
twenty yaars he had borne his disgrace
alone-aye, and her share of it too. A
breath of it he had never meant to
touch her. He had registered a vow to
that effect on the dark day, so long gone
by, when he first learned his wife's
guilt.
"We can bear it together, papa" she
9hlspered. Tell it all to me to-day
uowrand then let us never speak of it
6te wards, even to each other.
~ g, as you know something, it is
best you should hear it all. But this
sas ms letter was not the only n
sais corning. There was another
Where is it 1t was from young Town
hy. III, my darling, there is much
brightness for you in life, in spite of
1his ! hope"
.eIhi IS letter I intended giving you to
f8aa ter you had had your breakfast"
sa3d Captain Gascoyne, with a melan-
eAoiy effort at p~layfulness, ''as | could
not answer it without consulting you
>ano hearing what reply | was to give"
Bat she pushed the proffered note
frpia ler with a shudder, and hid her
face against his shoulder. Her lover,
Ior nigh-born honorable lover, heir to
one of the Oldest baronetcles in the
South of Ireland, so proud, so sought
after, whose attentions to Captain Gas
cOyne's daughter had already provoked
much disfavor n his own a~ristocratic
set. whose naughty mother had only
lately deigned TO smile and accept her
sons choice.
81 will not read it now," she said.
Amy time before post-time will do, |
suppose I"
HE beggs Us both to give him his an
sweI TINS afternoon at the garden-party;
30 you must decide soon, my child. You
do not appear much surprised, or very
curious as to the subject he writes about.
Well. to say the truth, it was no sur
prise to me either-only what l expect
ed and, if l have to part with my pet,
I am glad it will be to a man who loves
her and who is so honorable and re-
spected as Reginald Townley."
Papa, please don't !" She put up
her hand as if to stop him, with ahalf-
suppressed sob. "You forget what a
change this-this news must make /;
and he must be told. l will never marry
any one unless he know all, unless he De
as anxious as ever that l should
marry him in spite of it,
1gVTkn, r,u JnrIfnr hava I Inoa Won