The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1888-03-17

radise, and dreamt 4 might make my
heaven on earth"
"Oh, Jack, IL could undo the mis-
chief! Perhaps you viii forget
me after time, and grow TO care for
some other woman"
"Never, Dorothy--neyer! / shall
love you while my life lasts"
Jack" she said, suddenly breaking
the silence-a silence to be remem-
bered, for 1t was full of pain--"Jack
you must never see me again after
to- day"
"Dorothyf"
Ii was the only words that escaped
his white lips, but IL was like the cry
OF an animal, sorely stricken, wounded
unto death.
mo, Jack--never again."
Don't send me away from you" he
pleaded despairingly.
"You must go" she went on, not
needing his interruption, and with
wonderful firmness in one SO young.
81 am the promised wife of another
man: IL would be dishonorable TO see
you--to listen to you, now knowing
what | do. You will think Of your hon
or first, dear Jack, and leave me-"
For moment he hesitated and
looked down at the sweet face.
IL was pale and sadly troubled, but
so fair--so witching.
His lips paled, his lips grew ashen,
then he bowed his head and said sub
missively:
Eyes, dear; / will 60"
AS Dorothy saw the look OF keen
anguish on his face twinge shot
through her heart, the first of many
and many an after pang.
Some of the pain she inflicted was
recoiling on her own head. What be-
came clear and certain in later years
was dawning dimly on her--that this
was the man she loved, and loved only
in the whole world. with strength
and devotion few women feel.
They had left the breezy uplands,
and were approaching the town.
She stopped near the ruins of an
old castle, whose base had been washed
by the waves for hundreds Of years.
Goodbye, dear Jackr" she said,
holding out little hand. Goodbye.
You had better not come back with
me now. You will leave Spartsmouth
tonight"
~ es,' replied the young man slowly
and heavily; ~ will go tonight.
Good bye. God bless you!"
How much one can convey in the
pressure of the hand
Poor Jack In that last lingering
clasp showed her the depth of the af-
lection he bore her in his great, honest,
loving heart
her hands; and then, as he released
them, she turned away, and left him
alone, bathed in the ruddy glow of
the sunset that flushed the western
sky with flame-alone TO listen TO the
ceaseless monotonous wash of the
waves as they beat on the pebbly shore,
and sang the requiem TO his lost love
Ito his past life.
AS Dorothy left him, she caught the
hopeless, yearning look in his eyes.
Long, long afterwards was she haunted
by the remembrance Of the mute de.
spair in those blue orbs.
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Jack went back TO the "deep waters, Z"
and toiled steadily at his profession,
hopeless and without aim in life, still
too true and honest not to do his duty
as far as in him lay, until five years
later his good ship foundered at sea in
heavy gale. All hands were lost,
and thus at last his weary soul found
rest.
And Dorothy sweet Dorothy as
time went on, and her rare beauty dim
med little, and her tickle lord grew ut
terly weary of what was his own, and
therefore valueless in his eyes, was
won't TO look back across the mist Of
bygone years wistfully, and TO wish
that she could live her life over again,
and have with her always a handsome
honest face, with pair of brilliant blue
eyes that had looked such love into
hers, and to realize that she had given
up gold for glitter, the gem for the
false stone, king among men for a
knave; thrown away and passed by
unwittingly- all that was fair, sweet,
and enjoyable in life, and taken all
that was dull, dreary, and worthless TO
be with her forever and aye!
TIE END.
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