Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1888-07-11
PARTED BY SONG;
MoLLIE's MISTAKE, AND HOW SHE REcTIFIED


them, but would give him back his free
dom.
He had Just come in, one night, when /
called him out on the piazza, where l was
sitting.
"You are aware of the engagement exist
ing between us, suppose ?' l said as frig
idly as possible.
'fWhy, yes" he stammsred, looking at
me curiously.
"Well-I-I wish it broken. Here is
your ring. tI
He turned as pale as death. "And your
reason ?' he asked. i
None % l added calmly. ga mistaken
attachment. that is all, which will be right
ed "Some Day."
ST bid you good evening"" he said cold
ly, taking the ring, and bowling his way
out. I was not alone for moment, when
Ethel entered.
~ thought Mr.. Newton was here" she
said.
s'Our engagement is broken" 1 added,
thinking only Of the parting scene. "We
were mistaken in each other"
She looked at me curiously.
Sand you let him go SO easily. You must
care more for him than that.
''Because he does-oh, Mollie Grey, how
can you be so cruel If I should use Char
lie like that, / would kill myself in re-
morse"
ssCharlie ~ cried. "Who is he ?''
''Why he is to be my husband"
What shock After all my great sacri-
fee, she is engaged to Charlie and not
Harry.
eyes," she continued, "Charlie Evans
and have been
But interrupted her.
''Oh, Ethel, 1 thought you wanted him.
"But 1 do want Charlie, dear"
stNo, no. Not Charlie, but Harry"
All at once she comprehended, and her
arms were about me in a minute.
ooh, you poor, simple little goose. So
you have given up Harry because you i'm
agined wanted him ! I'm SO sorry, Mollie,
that have caused this trouble. What can
I do to help you. There, don't cry, dear"
My courage was all gone, and my tears
fell in torrents.
Yes, the woman who could few hours
ego, sacrifice her life, almost, without a
struggle, was vanquished. Where, now is
thy Wanted courage, inconsistency?
'sBut Harry" sobbed, she is in love
with you"
.sOh, you poor, foolish Mollie Harry
slightly angry because you have been SO
cold to him since I came and you ill-treated
him because you are an unreasoning, jeal-
GUS little tyrant. So, there, Mollie Grey y
Yes, l saw it all now. It was clear
enough. had lima gined from the first that
Harry would like Ethel, because she was
so brilliant; then l imagined he did not care
for her-so had used him SO coldly that he
got up mild Irritation with Ethel to pun
ish me-and now what had l done?
Ethel tried to console me, and made up
my mind to write to Harry and ask him to
come back to me.
But man proposes and God dsposes. The
next morning my brother said to me !:
'sBy the way Sis, saw Harry Newton
at the depot this morning. Said he was 60
ing West to be gone some time. Did you
know of it, sly puss p
muttered something and ran into the
house and to my room.
He had cared, then, and had gone with
out word TO me, and now must live ou
my life alone, all for one piece of my owl
foolishness.
So the weary days passed Oh, and Ethepl
wedding day came and went.
Three years had passed, and the summer
found me at Etheps paying her long
promised visit.
1t was beautiful moonlight night, an(
Ethel and were alone in the parlor.
81 am going to sing, Mollie; what shall
it be?"
And I answered musingly:
''Some Day"
The sweet chords rose and fell on thu
summer air, and she sang:
know not are you far or near,
Or are you dead, or that you live
know not who the blame should bear,
- Or,who should plead or who forgive,
Oh, what a touching significance the
words have to me now?
81 know not are you far or near" Oh
my love, how can | bear the suspeDsei
You must return to me, oh, my love, ''some
day."
The tender melody went on. Ethel's
voice was hushed and low:
But when we meet. some day. some day,
Eyes clearer grown, the truth may see;
And every cloud shall roll away,
That darkens love 'twiXt you and me.
God grant that it may prove so; but, oh,
the waiting is very dreary.
THAT is Charles voice." said Ethel,
sand there is some one with him."
The next moment Charlie was in the
room, and with him was-could it be?-yes,
Harry Newton!
There was no escape, and l met him
calmly, Ethel seized the opportunity, as
she always does, made her escape with
Charlie, and Harry and I were alone once
more.
would not wait; sacrificed love before,
now I would sacrifice myself
'Harryw cried.
But before the confession was stammered
out was in his arms, and my engagement
ring was sparkling in its old place.
"Yes, darling Mollie," he said, 81 know
1t all. Charlie told me when we met in
the city this afternoon. Ethel told him, so
we arranged this meeting. Blame you?
No-I was more to blame than you. How
odd that as l was coming up the path Ethel
was singing Some Dayr'
And every cloud shall roll away,
That darkens love 'twixt you and me.
"They have rolled away, Mollie dear,
haven't they?"
And l murmurod happy assent.
1t was over. My happiness was com
plete. Our ''some day" had come and l
would truly say to my beloved one, "only
this, l love you now.''
RIDDLEBERGER Nor PLEAsED.-A Pitts
burgh correspondent of the N. Y. World
reports Riddeberger as saying:-
81 am under obligation to no one and at
liberty to say what please. So say am
not well pleased with the nominations, |
speak especially of Mr.. Morton. Personal.
ly, like the man well enough, but it was a
great mistake to put linn ON the ticket. He
10 immensely rich. and will be caricatured
from one end of the country to the other as
big money barrel. That viii! hurt the