The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1884-09-24
For The Honor Of the Family.

FOR the hOnOF Of the FAMILY
sMr. Teuill's compliments, and
he sends you these aowers.'
Helen Ashton wheeled about
suddenly on the music.slool, her
face pale and a flash Of aversion in|
her pretty, brown eyes.
Her mother stood at her side
with q boquet Of exquisite flowers.
"see how beautiful they are,
Helenl" she went on eagerly; "Mr.
T'errill has such tastel And this
bracelet which accompanies them
-isit not exquieite2'
Helen took the bracelet in her
hand; a handsome affair IL was, set
with brilliants. She turned II oy.
or slowly, mechanically.
81 detest himl" she burst forth,
atlast.
Mrs. Ashton looked alarmed.
eGood Heavens, Helenln she re.
monStrated; show can you9 Why,
he is the wealLhiest man in Towns.
dale"
sand saying that, you say ALL"
retOrtod the girl, bitterly. "Aloth.
er, you are not doing right to urge
me into this marriagel It is you
who desire me to be Mr.. Terrill's
wife, that we might. be spared the
disgrace which threatened US.
Mother, you remember the day
that We discovered brother Johns
crime-that he had forged Mr.. Ter.
rill's name to a check, and ruin
and disgrace we're upon US, which
he, Mr.. Terrill, promised to avert
il / would become his wife. de
agreed to let the matter drop, and
not to prosecute brother, not to ex.
pose him, but promised to hush the
matter up, and no one would ever
know. How my heart ached; but
] loved my brother, and so | gave
my consent, and John was saved
by the sacrifice Of my happiness;
for, mother, if l marry Warren
Terrill, | shall never be. happy
again.
"NonsenseI"
Mrs, Ashton's face was stern and
inaexible, and her eyes wore a
hard expression.
"Helen, child, you are very 70.
mantle and fancifulI You will get
over all this foolishness about Mr..
Terrill, as your fancy for Alton
Arnold"
"Mothcrl mothell l love Alton;
] have loved him for years. And
it will kill him when he learns
that have broken faith with him,
and for a man like Warren Ter.
rill."
"Mr. Terrill is worth half q mill.
ion," persisted her mother, land
Alton Arnold is only q poor doctor,
and will never be anything more.
Helen, ! desire that you cease your
repiuing and this mourning over
what can never be, and make up
your mind to marry Mr.. Terrill
and be happy"
Helen bowed her head submiss.
lively, but her brown eyes we're full
of unshed tears. She arose from
the piano and went up stairs 10
her own room, 1t was horrible 10
sacrifice her future-her happiness
her hopes-for the sake of the
selfish brother who had sinned and
then weakly laid the burden Of his
sin upon his mother and sister to
bear as best they could.
John Ashton had been spoiled
from his childhood; and had grown
up with no stability, no self.reli.
ance, but weak, yielding and vas.
cillating. For the honor Of the
family, Helen had consented TO Mr..
Terrill's lerms-she would buy her
brothers. freedom and the ugly sc.
Cret would remain a secret forever
but to do this she must sacrifice
all. For her heart belonged to AL.
ton Arnold, and it seemed to her
that day that she could not give
him upI
The young physician had gone
away to distant State to establish
a practice-ho knew nothing Of
what was transpiring AT home, and
Helen shrank from the task before
her, Of revealing all. But it must
be done. To him alone she would
reveal the truth, the crime which
her brother had committed. Sc
she took courage, and seating her
self at her desk, she wrote him a
long, long letter, and told him all