The Abilene reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1883-1888, 1885-10-15

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make up, as far as it can, for the harm
it did to BEGIN with"
Il don't think we can do it, Hor-
ace" said Mrs. Leverett. I'VE can't
accept the young mans offer. There's
something he means well, no doubt
but there's something in it that feels
| indicate and-and curious, and"
Mr. Leverett hailed an idea.
Il didn't tell you was going, did
l? We'll, l am. I'm going out to look at
! things, and make sketches for pam
Drama on my own hook. And so long
as l pay for you, it's no business of
yours where | get the money from. y"
He turned to Mary. If 1 take you
will you come and make yourself hap
py, and the man that loves you happy
too, my dear? 1t isn't a stage piece,
you know, where everybody is bound to
be miserable, and to have misunder-
standings enough to reach to the mid
die of the third act If I'd a Russian
bullet through my leg, you'd travel a
mile or two to look at me, wouldn' t
YOU, old woman?' He turned to his
wife again.
Horace" said Mrs. Leverett, quite
affected by this stroke of fancy, you
know l would"
Then don't preach down young
girls heart with formalities," said Lev
erett. "Propriety? Confound propri-
ETY.! Your husbands with you. And,
my DEAR" turning once more to Mary,
''your guardians are with YOU.
Horace, cried Mrs. Leverett, you
will be running into danger to see this
wretched war. You know you will"
''Old lady, said Mr.. Levereit, calm
ly, Il know dodge worth two of it.
| want to have look at the local color,
and then if can't work enough out of
the illustrated papers to make dozen
panoramas, I'm Dutchman. Be-
sides, Jack and Cassidy will come back
way, I'm going, for l haven't got a
brush-stroke to do at the theater for the
next two months, and may never have
the chance again"
And how about Matilda?" asked
Mrs. Leverett. with signs of yielding.
"Matilda?n asked her husband.
Now, don't you know. madam, as
well as do, that Matilda has arranged
TO spenl n month with her aunt at South
sea? All things work together for good to
them that walk uprightly. Come, come,
my dears, no qualms. Ipay the shot my
self, and | shall make fortune by the
panorama"
When Mr.. Weatherley turned up
again that evening Mr.. Leverett had
brief private interview with him.
I'm going out myself" he said,
land | shall pay my own expenses, be-
cause can make the journey pay.
You're welcome to provide for the rest,
but you mustn't let the women see it
or they'll be unhappy
1t took at least week to make ar
engagements, and then they started.
Mary felt as much need of forgiveness
as she felt desire to forgive. Though
the skies had fallen, she should nave
believed in Jack. And if any reader
of this history should think her I'M
maidenly in thus going to the rescue
of her wounded lover, he is welcome
TO his opinion. Jack was in Philip
pOpolis a week before his friends and
his sweetheart reached it, and knew
that they were coming. Hogan, as vet
forgetful of the letter buried in his
saddle-bags, and innocent of his share
in.the prolongation of these true lovers
woes, gave permission for the patient
to be seen. 1t was thought wise not 10
excite him by keeping him waiting.
and he knew of Mary's forgiveness al
ready from Cassidy. So when she
came pale and trembling into the
chamber and touched him tenderly
with her lips, as if he had been piece
of china, and might break beneath the
daintiest handling, he put his arms
about her, and took her to his heart.
People say sometimes that it is worth
while to be i'll. to enjoy getting well
again. There was such 4 rapture in
these hearts that it seemed worth
thus once more together, with broken
faith made whole and sound again. As
for Bassett's shame. they buried it; and
they were as happy in one another as
it is possible for anybody to be in this
world, where no mans happiness-or
woman'S either-iS allowed 10 be long
unclouded And, since there is no iov
greater for loyal natures than 10 find,
and know, and prove, that those they
love are loyal in spite of terrible doubt
or faith downright shattered and
broken, we may leave awhile these two
lovers to their well-earned bliss, and
be content about them.
And as old Spenser saith, near the
close of his voluminOus story, go say |,
nearing the end OF this, much slenderer:
=" Now furl your sails, We jolly mariners.
For we be come into 4 quiet road!"
CHAPTER XII