Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1885-05-29
) see beyond the present Wa iimpossii-

i
They stopped. one day, at an old
farm house, with quaint, diamond paned
windows. Leslie fancied the wainscot-
| ed rooms and the old garden Of holly
hooks and fragrant southern wood, and
waited in the sunny sitting room, like
one in pleasant dream, for her dinner.
Her uncle and his adopted son had
! gone to make sure that their beautiful
carriage horses would receive the best
Of care. Ss sli.
Suddenly the wind blown boughs Of
the door yard cherry tree parted, and
let a shaft OF sunshine upon the dia,
mond panes Of the window, and Leslie
saw writing there, and rose to read it..
Scratched by diamond were the
names 1Adrain Airlie" and aida Oar
rel, and a date was added.
The room reeled around, but the eyi-
dence was before her ewes. Her host
garrulous, common place little man
strolled into the room and observed her
occupation. .s5 y
wonder if the gentleman II remem-
Der when he wrote them names. Lem
me see; ( was nigh three years ago.
knew him the moment I laid my eyes
on him. I'm powerful good atrecollec-
tim faces. You're not like the other one.
She was smaller an fairer, though not
any better lookin'. Twas damon
ring he writ 'em with-a mighty fine
one." VII 4F s4 -.
Two shadows had paused in the door
way, as Leslie turned. - IA
L.
girl she was so white and stern.
"Your name-was it Adrian Arlie 2"
she demanded. -.....
No answer; but there WIGS guilt in the
mans face. TX !. Fl
":Yes," said her uncle, chs name was
Arlie before he took mine"
For one little moment Leslie looked
into the shallow shrinking black eyes.
Then she turned away disdainful as a
princess, and drew out her watch.
"Wlll you take me to the station in
| time for the train, Mr.. Nudge? Yes,
dear uncle, I must return home. No
persuasion would induce me to stay
here"
One evening John Maddern strolled
sadly into the garden of lilies. A tall
girl rose up from rustic chair.
John" she cried gladly.
Soon they were walking arm arm
under the locusts III the twilight.
II never told you, John, but my sister
Aida died OF broken heart. Long ago
when my mother was estranged from
her parents because she married against
their will, We lost father and mother,
and were left unprovided for.
Aida was but sixteen. She went
into rich family in New Hampshire
as governess, while l was tossed from
pillar to post by Indifferent friends-a
troublesome little imp, they said.
1T was up there that Aida met
Adrian Airlie. She was very pretty
then, when in health. They were be-
trothed. She wore his diamond ring.
Poor Aida! so lonely, SO loving!
''He was only amusing himself. He
left her to break her heart. Grandma
did not know when she found us aud
brought us home at grandpa's death.
She needed us as much as we needed
her. She had fine house in the city,
but she brought Aida here, seeing her
so delicate.
''No, she never knew! Aida wrote
it all out in a letter, and left it for me.
Oh, cannot tell you how I have wept
over that letter. He was all her world,
and she hoped so that he would come
back to her.
Il can understand how bright he
made life for her for little while, and
then he left her-nothing. Aida would
have lived to be happy, but for his self
ishness and cruelty. When 7 think that
I might have loved him, it seems as if I
should die of shame!
"Don't blame me too much, dear. I
have not seen great deal of men, and
this one had more charms than any 9TH
er ever met. Yet to-day hate him
| hate to the core nature all selfshness
and insincerity! 5
"Thank God, found out before too
late! John, if I have given you any
pain, will you forgive me? ?"
And John Madden knew that the
girl that he took into his arms was ali
l.