Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1886-04-10

en- them, would have been,--
You've tried that game once too
often, my lady-love; it'smy turn now.
And where all this time was Miss
Belle Why, Of course she expected
he would follow her, and therefore
sat bolt upright, with her lips primly
closed together and her arms folded
over each other after the most APP
proved style of indignation. With
what severity she would receive him !!
With what haughtiness refuse him;
and then, why, if be was quite hum
BILE. perhaps she would smile upon
him.
After SO much preparation, and
perhaps speech for the occasion, it
is to be suspected that the figure Of
Guy Melville hastily walking down
the street had no tendency to sweeten
the temper of the watcher
Now Bell, with all her inconsistent
cies, loved Guy more than ever she
could love anybody or anything else
in the world; but that horrible bug
bear of LONELINESS destroyed her
confidence in herself to win, and in
him to be won. Silent and unrecog-
nized by him this intense love had
grown, until her whole life was made
up Of petty annoyances; within she
almost worshipped him, while her
outer self was pride and cold exac-
ton.
I do not know the nature of her
feelings after the last shadow of Guy
had passed from her sight. Possibly
first it was anger, then wounded pride,
and lastly love. She did not believe
the words SO lightly spoken, of his
intended marriage, but then she could
not beat down that tyrant, distrust,
which frightened the words of affec-
ton from her lips.
The dew had already begun to fan
when Bell returned to the house. She
had lived q life time in these few short
hours, and the result had been to
make her a better woman. With
what deep and cherished tenderness
she thought of his words, now grown
doubly dear, Nobody will ever love
you so well as / do. She felt GER
tain sense of shame for her false
pride; sorrow for the unkind part
she had acted towards him. She
would tell him she loved him, even if
he thought it unwomanly, even if she
repented of it the next moment; she
would break down that barrier of re
serve and trample it in the dust at
her feet
ALI Isabel was handsome enough
now The light of love illumined
her face and sent wilder fire to her
glorious eyes; her heart palpitated
with delicious sense of JOY; GOODNESS,
harshness and distrust were all gone,
and for the first time in her life she
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The simple possibility of his loving
any one but her never crossed her
mind; the thought that he might
weary of her constant GOODNESS never
entered her heart; and when the night
passed, and the gray dawu came
streaming in at her window it fell
upon the calm brow of an earnest,
loving woman.
And the weeks passed on as that
night had done, only with this differ
ence, hope had turned to despair,
until one morning there came letter,
containing a few simple words, stat
ing that as she had declined the hon
or of an alliance with him, he should
have the pleasure, that evening, OF
introducing her to Mr.. Melville's wife.
His wife and he to write in that
strain of badinage Then he had
never loved her after all; if SO, how
could he have married any one else
And she must see them together day
after day; she must recognize anoth-
er's claim to his future, that future
wherein she had boarded SO much oil