Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1886-07-24

young enough to look forward to another
which shall be something more
than mere form. Even II you meet with |
the happy woman in my lifetime, honestly
tell me of it-snd | promise to tell her that |
she has only to wait
"ln the meantime don't think, because l
write composedly, that l write heartlessly. |
You pleased and Interested me, when hrst |
saw you, at the public meeting. | dont |
think | could have proposed what you call |
this sacrifice ot myself, to man who had |
personally repelled me- though | might
have ielt my debt of gratitude rs sincerely as
ever. Whether your ship Is saved, or
whether your ship Is lost, old Mary Callen-
der likes you-and owns 1t without false
shame
Let me have your answer this evening, |
either personally or by letter, whichever you |
like best"
CHAPTER WI.
Mrs Calender received written answer
long before the evening. 1t said much III a
few words.
a man impenetrsble to kindness might
be able To resist your letter. am not that
man. Your great heart has conquered me-"
CHATTER IN.
The weeks passed, and no news was re-
ceived OF the missing ship With the mar
riage license in Ernests possession, they
waited until the day before the ship-owner's
liabilities became due. Mrs. Calender
lawyer and Mrs Calender's maid were the
only persons trusted with their secret
Leaving the chief clerk in charge of the Gus
mess, with every pecunary demand on ms
employer satisfied in fun, the strangely mar
ried pair quilted England.
They arranged to wait for few days IN
| Paris, to receive any letters of Importance
which might have been addressed TO Ernest
| in the interval ON the evening OF their ar
rival a telegram from London was waiting
at their hotel 1t announced that the miss
| ing ship had passed up channel undiscoN-
cred in fog, until she reached the Downs
| on the day before Eruests liabilities iell
| due.
| :" DO you regret it >" Mrs. Lismore said to
| her husband.
Z" Not for a moment 90 he answered.
They decided on pursuing their journey
| as far as Munich.
| ed by Ernest's taste for painting In his
| leisure hours he cultivated the art, and de
lighted in it The picture galleries of Mu
mich were almost the only galleries in Eu
| rope which he had not seen. True to the en-
| gagements to which she had pledged herself
| his wife was willing TO go wherever II
might please him to take her. To one sug
| gestion she made was that they should hire
| furnished apartments. Ii they lived in a no
tel friends OF the husband or the wife (visl
tors like themselves to the famous city
might see their names in the book, or NIGH
| meet them al the door.
| They were soon established in hOus'
large enough TO provide them with every &C
| commodation which they required,
Ernest's days were passed in the galleries
| Mrs Lismore remaining at home, devoted t
her music until it was time to go out will
| her husband for drive Living together il
| perfect amity and concord, they were never
! theess not living happily. Without an,
visible reason for the change, Mrs. Lismore'
spirits were depressed. On the one occasion
when Ernest noticed it she made an effort
, | be cheerful, which 1t distressed him to see
| He allowed her TO think that she had re
lieved him of any future anxiety. Whateye
| doubts he might feel were doubts delicatel
T | concealed from that time forth.
But when two people are living together i
! | a state of artificial tranquility 1t seems 10 b
! | a law of nature that the elements of disturb
ance gather unseen, and that the outbur
comes inevitably with the lapse of time.
In ten DAYS from the date of their arrivi
Q | at Munich the crisis came. Ernest returne
later than usual from the picture gallery, al
for the first time in his wife's eNperien,
o shut himself up in his own room.
g | He appeared al the dinner hour with a (
tile excuse Mrs. Lismore waited until Il
servant had withdrawn. Now, Ernest
$ she said, " it's time to tell me the truth"
70 "Her manner, when she said those fe
words, took him by surprise. She was u
y | questionaOly confused /; and, instead of loo
" | ing at him she trtled with the fruit on h
10 plate Embarrassed on his side, he cou
'e only answer, &" have nothing to tell.
10 "Were there many visitors at the gallery
- she asked.
SO "About the same as usual"
ANY that you particularly noticed
Is she went on. " / mean, among the
III | dies"
He laughed uneasily. You forget he
IN interested ! am in the pictures he said.
sc There was a pause, she looked up at hi
II and suddenly looked away again, but
saw it plainly there were tears in her eye
't Do you mind turning down the gas
she said. My eyes have been weak
10 day."
He complied with her request the mo
70 readily, having his own reasons for beil
glad to escape the glaring scrutiny of 1
light
~ think | will rest little on the sofa
= she resumed. In the position which he
cupied his back would have been nc
ST turned on her. She stopped him when
le | tried to move his chair. " | would rath
" not look at you, Ernest" she said, " VIII
IN | you have lost confidence in me-"
Not the words, but the tone, touched
" that was generous and noble in his natui
Re left his place and knelt beside her, al
le | opened to her his whole heart
J, CHAPTER X.
Is Am / not unworthy of you p he ask,
y when it was over
She pressed his hand in silence.
" should be the most ungrateful wret
]. living" he said, If / did not think of yo
u and you only. Now that my confession
made, we will leave Munich tomorrow, al
/ if resolution can help me, ! will only I
u | IneHDer tDS sweetest woman my eyes eV
is looked on az the creature of a dream"
She hid her face on his breast, and remin
sr ed him of that letter of her writing, whi'
s. had decided the course of their lives
When 1 thought you might meet Il
ID happy woman in my lifetime, | said to yo
g. Tell me of it, and i promise TO tell her th
she has only to watt Time must pass,
10 nest, before IL can be needful TO perform II
l PROMISE but you might let me see her.
70 you find her in the gallery tomorrow, "
o might bring her here"
b Mrs. Lismore's request met with no ref
Is sal. Ernest was only at a loss to know he
q TO grant it
t, You tell me she is a copyist of pictures
d his wife reminded him. "Shs will be inte
ested in hearing of the portfolio OF drawing
by the great French artists which / boug
d for you in Paris. Ask her TO come and S
d them, and to tell you II she can make son
o copies. And say, II you like, that ! shall
It glad to become acquainted with her"
o He felt her heart beating fast on his bosoI
o | In the fear that she might lose all contr
speaking lightly. What an inventit
yours is 81 he said. 4" Ifmy wife ever tri
to deceive me, shall be mere child in h
hands"
She rose abruptly from the sofa-kiss,
r him on the forehead-and said wildly, "
5 shall be better in bed % Before he cou
move or speak she had left him.
> CHAPTER xI.
The next morning he knocked at the dot
u OF his wife's room and asked how she ha
o passed the night.
o have silent badlyO she answered ~ ar