Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1885-04-02

voice Fred. felt n pang at his heart
a glow through his whole frame
and he knew he had fallen in love |!
What should hc do? lie must fight
against it while he could
Of all the companions who had eyer
shared his social hours Fred. had
never before found one like Isabel.
(lle called her SO in his thOughts.)
She was as intellectual, and as witty,
and as frank and open-hearted, as she
was beautiful; and in the inborn purity
of her soul she never seemed to dream
that harm could come of it to llarry's
chum.
Three days passed and letter came
from Harry saying that he had been
obliged to go to Buffalo.
One week more, and poor Fred. was
beside himself with the ardent, all
powerful and pervading passion that
had possessed him. And this was
not the worst. He was sure that lsa-
bel loved him. He could not be MIS-
taken. Her very efforts TO conceal the
emotion-her growing timidity and
reserve-the changing color of her
face-the dropping of the silken lashes
the soft iluttering of the voice, all,
all told him that she loved hint
Once more,-What should he do?
There was but one alternative He
must leave the village at olce. He felt
that he was wronging his best and
dearest friend. That evening he said
to Isabel that he must 90 to New
York on tho morrow. He must take
the Albany boat when it came down.
She was startled and for a moment
lost control OF herself; but while Fred.
talked of business engagements she
recovered her c0mposure. But the re-
mainder of the evening passed sad and
gloomy to both. Fred. was reticent
and moody, while the lady was evil
IDENTIFY far from being happy.
The morning came, and Fred. Farley
and Isabel Lynde stood in the parlor.
The carriage was at the door.
"Dear Mrs. Lynde! may never see
you again. must not'' He held
both her hands, and as he thus spoke
she started as though an electric bolt
had stricken her. A strange light
flashed up and CLEANED in her eyes;
her bosom hcaved; and presently tears
crept out upon her cheek.
God bless you" cried Fred, press
ing her hand to his lips in an mpas-
stoned manner. "Sweet peace be thine!
Thine be the victory-of-Llfe- in
Faith and-Lovc- and"
He broke down it this point. He
knew that Isabel sobbeu, and that she
put forth her freed hands towards him; /;
but he dared not stop. The next he
knew he was in the coach, whirling
away towards the river; and he said
to himself that he should never bo
happy again o! why had ho seen his
friends wife? Why had he loved her?
Why had she loved himP
The Albany boat came to the land
ing, and the gang-plank was thrown
out.
"Hallo, Fred. How's this? Where
you bound nowP"
"Eh!-IIarry?"
"YeS,-come, c0me,-none OF this.
What does that portmanteau mean?
Goodness mercy! you are not bound
of? And Just as had promised Bella
that she should become acquainted
with my friend and paragon-my
chum, my Frcd!'
"Promiscd- BeHa?" gasped Fred
"Yes,-my wife. Here, my Bella,
here is Mr. Fred. Farley, and | really
believe he thinks of deserting."
Fred. looked, and beheld, by Har-
ry's side, q small, radiant, beautiful
woman, who smiled upon him, and
put out her hand, and said:
Really, Mr.. Farley, this is not
friendly"
"Hold on!" interposed Harry, ~
have big authority by way OF own
ership over this boat. If you have i'm
portant business in New York I'll have
her hold on until you can instruct the
clerk how to transact it for you. He
is reliable" "
First" whispered Fred. "what Is
abel is that at the villa?'
"Oh, my sweet sister. That's why
We call this one BELLA They are
both IsaJelS. And isn't she precious
girlP"
"Your--sIsTER?"
"Why, bless my soul You haven't
been taking her for my wifeP"
"How was to knowp"
"But-she is Miss Lynde. Wasn't
she so introduced"
Your coachman's introduction
caught my ear as Mrs; and But
don't detain the boat. My-my-
business may await. 1t will moi
spoil"
Fred Farley returned to the villa
with Harry, and when they entered
the drawing-room they found Isabe
Lynde-the sister in tears. She
looked up and saw Fred. He took
another step forward, and put forth
both his hands.
"Not gomez" she whispered.
"No, Isabel" he cried. 81 met
your-BRoTHER The clouds bursI
asunder-the sunlight fell upon my
path-and, guided by the bright
promising beams, l have come back
May l remainp Isabel-dear Isabel
it is for you to say"
Whatever answer she made wa,
made upon Fred's bosom, and smoth
cred in tears and sobs of joy and bless
ing. The noble, true-hearted girl wa
not ashamed to own her love on tn,
spot, and to declare that she shoult
have been very miserable If she hat
never seen her lover again;-for tina
he wds her lover, she knew. But tina
he had mistaken her for her brother
wife she did not mistrust until he cam,
TO bid her final adieu. Then thu
truth burst upon her; but she coult
not then correct him without seeming
to avow her own love. She did no
know that Harry had never told hin
of his sister; and she forgot that Belli
had been persuaded to accompany he
husband at the very last moment, ant
that she herself was rilling plac,
which the guest had expected to flint
filled by another. as.'
However, 1t was all right in the end
The business in New York was left Il
take care OF itself yet while longer