Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1885-05-01
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poetry and romance with his friend 8
wife. But, alas for human resolu-
tons when the erotic god has strung
his bow, and set his dart. After
breakfast (and Isabel presided at the
board with charming grace), the
coachman came to see if Mr.. Farley
would ride. The morning was delight
full, and the horses were in need of ex-
ercise.
Yes. Mr.. Farley would ride. But
could he do less than ask Mrs. ,Lynde
to accompany him? He asked her;
and she assented with evident salts
faction.
Harry babe me not lose sight of
you, Mr.. Farley, and 1 suppose I must
obey him." ... ...,.
! 80! what bewitching smile-what
a wondrous depth of feeling in the
brown eyes-and what music in the
voice Fred. felt pang at his heart
"a glow through his whole frame
rand he knew he had fallen in love!
What should he do? He must fight
| against it while he could.
i OF all the companions who had ever
shared his social hours Fred. had
never before found one like Isabel.
(He 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 Unborn purity
of her soul she never seemed to dream
that harm could come of it to Harry's
chum.
Three days passed and a letter came
from Harry saying that he had been
obliged to 90 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 Isa-
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 futtering of the voice,-all,
all told him that she loved him!
Once more,-What should he do?
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 go to New
the Albany boat when it came down.
She was startled and for moment
lost control OF herself; but while Fred
talked of business engagements she
recovered her composure. But the re-
nainder of the evening passed sad and
gloomy to both. Fred. was reticent
and moody, while the lady was evil
IDENTITY 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 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-Llfe- in
Faith and-Love-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 be
happy again. 0! why had he seen his
friends wife? Why had he loved herp
Why had she loved him?
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!-Harry?''
''Yes,-come, cOme,-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 Fred?'
''Promised-Be Ao?" gasped Fred.
"Yes,-my wife. Here, my Bella,
here is Mr.. Fred. Farley, and I really
believe he thinks of deserving"
Fred. looked, and beheld, by Har-
rvs side, small, radiant, beautiful
woman. who smiled upon him, aud
put out her hand, and said:
friendly-''
Hold on!' interposed Harry. II
have big authority by way OF own
ership over this boat. II you have i'm
! portant business in New York Ill have
her hold on until you can instruct the
clerk how to transact it for you. ~ He
is reliable" .an..r.l.- ~
"First," whispered Fred "what Is
abel is that at the villa?" Y 80
ooh, my sweet sister. That's why
we call this one .BELLA.'f They are
both 1sabels. And isn't she a precious
girl?'' .
| ''Your--s1sTERp" y
"Why, bless my soul! You haven't
been taking her for M wifep' i ii
| '*How was I to know?'
''But-she is Miss Lynde. Wasn't
she so introduced" - ..s:1- 8. .
"Your coachman's Introduction
| caught my ear as Mrs; and But
don't detain the boat. My-my-
business may await. It will not
spoil" @*... +...-.... 49,,
Il Fred. Farley returned to the villa
with Harry, and when they entered
the drawing-room they found Isabel
4 Lvnde- sister tears. She
looked up and saw Fred. He took
another step forward, and put forth
both his hands.
.'Not gomez" she whispered.
| .'No. 1sabel,' he cried. II met
| your-BRoTHER! The clouds burst
asunder-the sunlight fell upon my
path and, guided by the bright,
promising beams, have come back.
May / remain? Isabel-dear Isabel!