The comet. (Johnson City, Tenn.) 1884-1916, 1884-03-15

BY the flowing robe OF purple silk,
with its clasps and buttons Of pure
gold. The blue eyes were large and
earnest, and glowing with eagerexpec-
tation.
"a beautiful creature" thought
Clara "but can she take the lost
ones place."
A little distance on, Belle in full
company-dress was trying her best to
obey the direction given, to sit and
disarange her hair, but making
miserable failure, in consequence of
the particular attentions OF Master
Rupert, who would insist upon snap
ping her ears, and make her tell who she
loved best, by squeezing her fingers.
On the sofa, Miss Vane, in her best
dress of plain black silk, with lace at
the throat and wrists, was turning the
leaves of magazine, and looking UNI
usually radiant, There was quite u
pink glow ON her checks, and her eyes
were positively black az midnight.
II hope Gerald will like her, Thought
the watcher at the window. For she
is poor, lonely, homeless child"
Tho carriage came before these
thoughts lett her mind, and in a mo-
ment loud ring sounded through
the hall.
Clara and two children were at the
door before he closed it, and with sobs
and kisses the traveller was dragged in
the warm parlor. Tall and as hand
some as prince he looked, standing
there with his arms around the fond
sister and her children.
"My darlingl it is good to be with
you once more. Ny old friend
Agatha. This is indeed a pleasure"
And while she was smiling in his
face no one saw the black-robed figure
on the sofa. Her eyes were smiling,
otherwise she was motionless rs II stat
ne. Nobody thought Of her, poor lone
ly one! Nobody! 0 yes 1t was not
Clara Dalrymple to forget any one in
her happiness, and ~ soon as Agatha
had concluded her speech of welcome
she stepped forward, saying;
Gerald, let me introduce our teach.
or, and my dear friend Miss Vane
Ny brother Mr.. Kavanagh."
She was on her feet, and advancing
her lustrous eyes fastened upon hi
ashy face.
For a moment Clara and Agatha
held their breath in wonder, then there
was q cry, u rush forward, and Geral,
was holding the governess in his arms
land sobbing forth like child:
"My Edith! My wife, my darling
Thank God! Thank Godw
"Your wife! Miss Yane, is he era
zy?" queried the bewildercd sister.
4 "No, no! Lam not Miss Vane, an
Edith Kavanaghw
When the confusion subsidized AM
crest-fallcn Agatha had found he
smile, and Edith Gane sat at her hus
bands feet, she said:
"At the moment of our separation il
that fearful storm, | WAS hurled dowl
! into the boiling waves. was taugh
to swim in my younger days, and a
, once put forth every energy to kcel
afloat. My strength was nearly ex
hausted, when some heavy substanc
struck me. / caught at it, and dir
covered it to- he boat. clambered int
t it and floated away. The next day
t was picked up by an American VEST
/. bound for New York. My suffering
r had so Frustrated methat Twas unabl
t to speak, and | fell at once into a liz
NJ I
was in the city. The captains vii
G insisted upon my accompanying he
t to her country home, and seeing n
r other alternative--as wasin Il strang
t land without friends or money
G consented. remained there unit
4 Mrs. Dalrymple's advertisement a
: tracted my attention. She desired a
r unmarried lady. thought myself
|. widow, and in my restitution l ventu
/! ed to assume the name of Miss Van
Y and apply for the situation. was SUI
cessful, and ] have prudently saved m
t earnings, hoping one day to earn su
ficient to return to my country al
r friends. o Gerald, did not know tn,
{ you lived until your sister spoke yol
n name week go. | have been prayir
and thanking God ever since"
Q "My poor little wife"
: "My darling sister" And Clara
B. tears fell upon the white hand of h,
- goyerness. "What will become ofpoC
e Clark" laughed Rupert.
a "He will say it is the happiest ds
of his life" said the individual, wi
Y had been from the first silent obser
or. at is as good as dramaw
Agatha's heart was ut low water mar
r but she threw on her mantle as We
" as he would allow her, and hid h
e disappointment. She never marie
Il for the Hu'so.l villa found mistre
70 in pretty Mr,. Dalrymple, and 81
d gave up in despair.