The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1885-02-18

IA lew WnlLo CiOuuS Sdlicu SLOWLY
across the sky. 1t was orowsy,
dreamy, beautiful morning. l had
scarcely slept for the last two or three
nights. Pauline fingered. Is it any
wonder that my eyes closed and for
awhile all sorrow and disappointment
were chased away by the sleep l SO
sorely neededp
Was it sleepP Yes, because one must
sleep in order to dream. All! if that
dream were reality life would be worth
having. / dreamed that my wife was
beside me, that she took my hand and
pressed her lips to it passionately, that
her cheek was almost touching mine,
that | could feel her soft, sweet breath,
So real did it seem that | turned on my
hard rustic pillow toward the dream,
and then of course it vanished.
opened my eyes. In front of me
stood Pauline. Those grand dark eyes
of hers no longer yelled by the lashes,
but open and looking into mine. l saw
them but for second, but that was
long enough for the look had sur
prised to send the blood throbbing
through my veins-to make me spring
to nv feet-to embolden me to take her
suddenly and swiftly in my arms-to
cover her sweet face with kisses, ejacu-
lating the only words that one can find
at such time: "a love you! love you!
love you'll"
For no man yet has seen in a
woman's eyes the look l saw in Paul
ines unless that woman loves him
above all the world.
Pauline! Pauline" / cried; " do
you love me?"
A trembling which 1 knew was OF
Joy passed over her.
"Do / love you! love you!' she
said, and hid her blushing face on my
shoulder. The words, the action, was
enough, but presently she raised her
head and pressed her lips to mine.
al love you-yes, l love you, my
husbandv'
"When did you knowP When did
you remember
For moment she answered not She
broke from my embrace; then, opening
the bosom of her dress, drew forth a
blue ribbon which hung round her
neck. Upon it were threaded the two
rings. They seemed to sparkle with
Joy in the bright sun.
She detached them and held them
toward me. "Gilbert, my love, my
husband, if you will that | shall be
your wife, if you think me worthy OF
it, take them and place them where
they should be-"
And then once more, with many a
kiss, many vow, | placed the rings
upon her finger and knew that my
troubles were at an end.
But when did you know-when 6id
the memory come back?"
Dearest" she whispered, and her
voice sounded like music. 81 knew il
when l saw you standing on the river
bank. 1t came to me all at once. Till
then all was dark. saw your face and
knew everything"
"Why did you not tell meg"
She hung her head. al wanted Ia
find out if you loved me. Why should
you do SOP If you did not we could
part, and / would set you free if posi-
Bile. But not now, Gilbert; you will
never get rid of me now"
Her thoughts had been the same a:
mine. No wonder Ihad misunderstood
her. The idea of her waiting to see If
loved her seemed so preposterous!
"You would have saved me days Of
grief il had known you cared for me
Why did you take off the rings, Paul
ine?"
"Day after day passed and you said
nothing. Then / took them of. They
have been next my heart ever since
waiting for you to give back when you
chose"
/ kissed the hand on which they shone
"Then all is clear to you now, my OWL
wife?"
mot quite all, but enough. TIL,
truth, the love, the devotion-all this
my husband, can remember-all this
will repay, If my love can do it."
Our wooing may close with thes
: words-let all the rest be sacred. Tn
trees around alone know what passet
between us, as their kindly shade fel
on us WHcIt VIC buJ anu litSlShuilHt'
: our words of love whilst hour afte
, hour of our second and real wedding
day slipped by. At last we rose, bu
fingered yet awhile, as though 10th b
, leave the spot where happiness ha'
come to us. We looked round ono
more and bid farewell to hill and valley
and stream; we gazed long in each 9th
ers's eyes, our lips met in passionate
kiss; then we went forth together to tn
4 world and the new sweet life awaitin
us.
! We walked as in dream, from whic
we were only recalled by the sight c
, houses and people.
! "PaulineI' l whispered, "can yo
leave this place tonight We will G
q to London"
"And afterward?" she asked, wiSt
fully.
: "Can you ask .meP To Italy, @
! course"
> She thanked me with look and pre-
sure of the hand. We were now at he
i home. She left me, passing Priscilli
whose honest eyes were now glowerin
= 7 at me. Priscilla had called me fool;
! must be revenged.
priscilla" / said, gravely, 81 al
going by this evenings coach. l wi
n write when | get to London. ;"
y had my revenge in full. The goo
!. old soul almost fell weeping at my fee