The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1885-04-30

i Mu"s = U0WitCn!ng smll0-Wnat
wondIous depth OF feeling IN the
olown gyes.ana what music In the
voice! FREQ. 1elt 2 Pang at his heart
- gov through MS whole frame
11a ne knew no had fallen in love !
Mnas enonia ny doP He must fight
Against y while no could.
VI all the companions who had eyer
shared his social hours Fred. had
never before found one like Isabel.
Tue called her so in his thoughts
she was as intellectual, and as witty,
and as irank and open-hearted, as she
was beautiful; and in the Unborn purity
OF her soul she never seemed to dream
tnat narm could come OF 1t to Harry's
cnQm.
three days passed and q letter came
from Harry saying. that he had been
obliged te 70 to Buffalo.
| One week more, and poor Fred. was
beside himself with the ardent, ali.
powerful and peryading passion that
had possessed him. And this was
not the worst. He was SURE that lsa-
bel loved linn. He could not be MIS-
taken. Her very efforts to conceal the
emotion-her growing timiditv and
reserve-the changing color of her
face-the dropping of the silken lashe1
the soft futtering of the yoice.-all.
ali told him that she loved him!
Once more,-What should he dop
There was but one alternative: He
must leave the village at once. He felt
that he was wronging his best and
dearest friend. That evening he said
to Isabel that he must 20 to New
York on the morrow. He must take
the Albany boat when it came down.
She was startled and for q moment
lost control OF herself: but while Fred.
talked of business engagements she
recovered her composure. But the re-
mainder of the evening passed sad and
gloomy to both. Fred. was reticent
and moody, while the lady was evil
The morning came, and Fred. Farley
and Isabel Lynde stood in the parlor.
The carriage was at the door.
dear Mrs: bynde! I may never see
you again. must not" He held
notn 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 heaved; and presently tears
crept out upon her cheek.
"God bless you" cried Fred, press
ing her hand to his lips in an impas-
stoned manner: 'Sweet peace be thine!
Thine be the victory-of- in
Faith and -Love-and-"
He broke down it this point. He
knew that Isabel sobbeo, and that she
put forth Sa 5d her freed hands towards him.
knew he was in the coach; whirling
away TOWARDS the river; and he said
TO hlmselt that ne should never be
happy again. y! why had he seen his
!rlend's wl1e! why had he loved her?
why had she loved him?
The Albany boat came to the land
ing, and the gang-plank was thrown
out.
"Aallo, Fred. How's thisr Where
you bound now?'
'.Eh!-Harry?"
"Yes,-come, come,-none of this.
What does that portmanteau mean?
Goodness mercy! you are not bound
ofP And Just as had promised Bella
that she should become acquainted
with my friend and paragon-my
chum, my Fred!
"Promised-BeIa?'' gasped Fred.
"1es,-my wife. Here. my Bella,
mere IS Mr.. Fred. Farley, and l really
oeneve ne thinks OF desertlng:
Fred. looked, and beheld, by Har-
rvs side, a small, radiant, beautiful
woman VINO smiled upon. him, and
put out her hand, and said:
"keally,, Mr.. Farley, this is not
friendly"
"Hold on" interposed Harry. II
have 4 big authority by way of own
ership over this boat. If you have i'm
p0rtant 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"
"tirst, whispered Fred: ''what Is-
abel is that at the villa?'
| I'm; my sweet sister. That's why
We call tnls ONO BELLA. Ihey are
both !sooeIs. And isn't she precious
glri! -.
| "10ur--e1sTER!"
"Why, bless my soul! You haven't
been taking her tor my wife?"
How was to know?"
"but-she is Miss Lynde. Wasn't
she 50 introducedP'
| "Your coachman's Introduction
caught my ear as MRS.; and But
don't detain the boat. My-mv-
business may await. It will not
spoil.
Fred. Farley returned to the villa
with Harry, and when they entered
the drawing-room they found Isabel
Lynde-the sister lin tears. She
looked up and saw Fred. He took
another step forward, and put forth
both his hands.
mot gomez" she whispered.
mo, Isabel he cried. II met
your-BROTHER! The clouds burst
asunder-the sunlight fell upon nv
path-and, guided by the bright,
promising beams, l have come back.
May 1 remainp lsabel-dear Isabel!
it is for you to say"
Whatever answer she made was
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