The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1885-03-19

mother only care for my presence here
on account OF my wealth; Aunt Mar
garet is lost to me forever, and am
indeed alone. My heart cries out for
affection, why should mere child .sh
promise debar me its warmth, its balm
I will no longer delay; Donald Drax-
ton shall have his answer tonight"
No queen ever bore q more regal
presence than Margie, az robed in shin
ing satin, diamonds gemming her hair,
her arms, her breast, she stood alone
that evening in an alcove of the library,
her hands pressed to her heart, while
its glad refrain, He is here, he is here,
made music in her ears.
81 am sure saw her enter this
ROOM" she heard her cousin Alice say,
$50 will leave you to your fate. But
make your salutations brief. DIR. Lang
ton, as shall call for you in very
short time"
Was it possible that this handsome,
well-developed man advancing toward
Margie could be the merry, boyish
doctor Dick" of four years agone ?
How could she longer doubt when both
her hands were clasped in his, and he
cried, "Margie, Margie, have l found
YOU at last? is this indeed my little
Margie?"
"Just SO sure as this is Doctor Dick, "
was the joyous response, as she lifted
sweet, welcome eyes to his. all remem-
brance of the sad six months of silence
blotted out.
do you know what weary, cruel
search 1 have had for you ?" he asked.
"'Tvas the merest chance that revealed
to me your whereabouts. Why have
you sent me no address ?"
"You speak in enigmas," Margie
answered proudly, withdrawing her
hands from his. "Why should have
thrust my address upon you when my
last two letters have met with no re-
sponsor"
"Letters" he exclaimed. II have
looked in vain for letters from you.
After the news of my sisters death /
fell very, very ill. and as soon as able
to travel, went to Norway. where /
wrote time and again not only to you,
but to your solicitor, but all to no
avail. A month ago came to America
and since then have sought you every
where. A few days since 1 CHANGED
upon your name in the society notes of
tins city's paper. aud straightway came
as fast as steam would bear me to see
and talk with you once more. And
now" eagerly, "tell me all about your
self, and why this cruel silence has
occurred"
mo time now for an interchange OF
condolences" laughed Alice, as with
merry grace she took DIR. Langton's
arm; "for you are chosen leader of the
german, d.. Langton, and Mr.. Drax-
ton is looking for Margie."
"A handsome pairI" remarked Mr..
Draxton, as, after moment s gay par
ley, DIR. Langton and Alice moved
away. Il suppose you have heard, Miss
Margie, the rom ntic story of their
summer tour through Switzerland, and
its happy result. 1t has been known
for some time that Dr. Langton was
Miss Alice's fiance, but 1 have never
seen him until tonight
Had goblet of living water been
held to Margies lips only to be rudely
dashed away? A moment before she
would have sworn that the words, "My
little Margie," uttered so caressingly,
had sprung from heart full of love
for her alone, but now. oh heaven =
the bitter pain she long had known was
lurking in her heart again, and this
cruel certainty was harder to bear than
her former suspense.
DR.. Langton's eyes followed her
from afar all evening, only to see her
always surrounded by group of adj
mirers, and prominent among them the
handsome figure of Donald Draxton.
Missing her once, he sought the con-
servatory, hoping to find her there,
when these low fragments of CONVEX
sation were borne to him:
"Margie," SAID voice he recognized
as that of Donald Draxton. II beg of
you to listen to me once again. l can
not bear to see the desolate look upon
your face that twice tonight has rested
there. Darling, you are lonely; can
you not trust your happiness to my
keeping? Ny love is -"
"Mr. Draxton," came low voice a
moment later, you are my dear friend,
the one whom most of all l trust.
Shall =" And that was all, no
farther clew was given to the answer
on which his hope of happiness
trembled.
A pallid face, he scarcely knew as
his own, confronted him in q mirror as
he turned to leave the room. And
when Margie met him half-hour later
all the old boyish brightness had died
from his manner, leaving him coldly
elegant man of the world.
A thin veil of reserve grew up be-
tween the two after that, as slight and
intangible as the cobweb which barred
the enchanted princess from freedom,
and as difficult to breathe through.
Margie grew paler rs week wore
on, and passion of pain often filled
her lovely eyes as she saw Alice and
DIR. Langton constantly together.
One day, at a gay May-day gather
ing, her temper broke beneath the
strain so ruthlessly imposed upon it.
In passing under some low-drooping
boughs her necklace was caught, and
all her efforts to extricate it proved
vain.
Permit me to unfasten the chain for
you, Miss Margie.' said Donald Drax-
ton. springing to the rescue.
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