The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1886-04-01

would look for her to go home withN
ont speaking word to her husband
She sent for the carriage, therefore,
without saying o word to him, and
when il had taken her home, ordered
IL back to wait for him.
Warner Vance had continued to
live at bis fathers after marriage as
before, and bis wife, when she enter.
ed her home, went directly to the
apartments Of her father aud mother
in-law. Very stately, rather stern
old people were they; but they had
been bitterly displeased by their
sons rash marriage, Muriol herseli
had seemed 80 unconscious, so gentle
and modest, 30 deprecating, that
with all her imperfections, the child
-sbo seemed scarcely more than
that-had quite grown into favor
with them. They we're q little start
led out Of their stateliness w,wher
she presented herself with such
changed and baggard looks they
would scarcely have known hcr.
"She has discovered how Warner
came to marry her. said the old lady
to herself, blankly.
Warmers father stihod groan
He guessed what was coming too
They made no attempt however, tc
evade the truth. All of Muriers
questions they answered in as
straightforward q manner as they
were put. She bnd never guessed
the truth The little knowledge she
possessed had been acquired from
novels, and it was only in accord
ance with that sort of love that this
handsome, rich Warner Vance,
should have fallen in love with hel
that summer which he had spent
with bis parents at her fathers albe'
it she was only fifteen then, end as
shy and awkward rs girl could be
1t was by no means an unheard o.
thing, according to the same doubt.
ful authority, that this man should
suddenly present himself after al
utter silence OF more than year
and abruptly and with tragic air asl
her to ma. ry him. But she knew al
now.
The old folks would fain have de-
tanned her with them awhile when
Ill was told, but she said no to their
entreaties, and awed by a something
in her face they had never seen be-
fore, they let her kiss them both will
grave tenderness and go away.
When Warner Vance came hom,
at last towards morning, he did moi
miss his wife, or if SO, did not car,
to investigate the mystery. In tn,
morning he was awakened by his ia
thor aud mother asking where Muir
el was. Nobody knew. She hat
left DO trace behind. Only Warne
Vance found on his dressing stanC
a little note addressed to himself
poorly written and badly spelled
and refused savagely to permit an.
one else TO read it.
at don't tell where she is gone
and the rest don't concern anybody
but me-" he said firmly, and thust j
in tho breast Of bis coat. But whel
he was alone, he took it out an,
read it with a thoughtful face and
half-tender look that had never beeI
in his eyes for Muriels self. Th
letter ran as follows;
"My Dear Warner:-I am abou
going away, 80 you can marry Mrs
Ardenheim. | am sorry you hat
me, and | hope you won't hate m
emmy more now. II l'could do any
thing else for you | would, Blu
this is all | can do
Your atfectionate,
MuRIEI
"Poor little thing" he sighed, u
he folded the letter at last, and pu
it away carefully. II ought to hav
been drawn and qnartered for mar
rying you
Dilligent search was made, bu
without avail. Even Muriers ow
father and mother had no tidings c
her. Warner Vance was very earn
est in the matter, as earnest, per
haps, as though he bad loved hi
poor little ignorant wife. He kel
away from Mrs. Ardenheim too, on
to do him justice, would not ha,
availed himself Of the liberty Muri'
offered her in her ignorant simplici
ty if it had been possible. He WI
man enough not to think OF shirkin
the yoke he had fitted to his ow
neck.
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