Daily Republican., 1888-08-25

flowers.
She is . beautiful young widow. She
e brilliant, witty, wealthy, and only
Guys cousin. Size u in his wake etsF-
nelly.
Perhaps he ls blind 70 that which IA
90 patent 10 every one else, doubt Il.
Well, II would DO magnificent thine
for Coy, tell myself, aud try 70 u N
the hunRry, Jealous volt ut my heart,
which fAin would tell me that Il would
be magnificent thing for LydA.
"Good bye" ] aay mechanically, and
turn Quiokly down . bypath before ]
AN discovered. "Good-bys, and be
lieve me II IL wIsest Is It 10. would
be bad investment for . Door man."
How little dream OF the long weary
years to pass before shall gaze uDon
the face love, nay, worship, BgaiRi
An hour later ! enter LYDIA Des-
PArde's boudoir unAnnounced. We are
the most oonhdentiAl OF friendE; but she
hes been weeping, and upon my en-
trance averts her lovely face
Finally, with . little catchy laugh,
she Hts her eyes TO mine.
"Of ell the fools, en- not the worsl2''
she Gays. "Guy has gone. he received
. telegram-ihAt wealthy old unole oil
his is dead, and Guy Is biz heir, you
know. And IL have promised to
marry him In q year, bot I hardly
know whether to laugh or cry"
Apparently she decides, for . moment
later she is sobbiDg on my breAst-ths
breast from which ell life, hope aud
light seem to have fed ct her announce
ment.
That night l promise 10 marry Paul
RI "a -0nIdIw, a.
MIN TO kiss my pAllid lips, then Ghud.
der when he does, and the next day
90 homo
Oh, God, for q cap from the waters Of
Letbtt IL love, after all, the mad ness
Of moonshiDe, or is 1t toe wisd ON Of
heAVeLY For me, o. any rate, 1t IL
hereafter surely the madness Of nom
shine,
IL seems queer that u woman, pru
dent 90 Aunt Louisa was, Oh 1uld ever
speculate. Stranger yet II seems, that
. WomSn 30 fearful Of doAth, should
have wAntoDly sought IL through an
overdose OF oblerAl, can acc onnt for
1t only As the doctors did-momentAiy
insanity.
had been - . lily Of the fald; 1
toiled not. Nov It is doubly hard; yet
it someHhAT oils the great, yeaTninR
obasm Of my life.
could not marry Paul Grey stone.
The more thought Of 1t, the more /
learned to fear and dread marriage
with any one save one whom had long
since sent from me forever.
Where was ht? Was he hAppy2 Did
he remember yet7 That he was not
married to LYDIA DsspArde l knew; for
although our places In life were now
vastly changed, and one OF the tlllerB
voluntarily one, rather than her sister
In law-I heard OF her occasionally nom
her bro her, Nhl remained my best
friend, like the noble man he was.
But perhaps he Rueased some what the
truth. Anyway, he never mentioned
Guy, and never inquired for him.
Weary and half III, returned to my
lodgings one bleak October evening
after hard Days work. The office OF
. music teacher is no sinecure.
At the door my lAndlady handed me
telegram.
ut came = few minutes ago, but l
knew you'd be home Gireclly, Miss
LAnRdon," she said. ''No bad news, 1
hope"
"rhe worst Of all possible news" 1
said quickly. "MTs. Dssparde, o friend
of mine, lie dying. Her brother has
wired To me to go to her at once.
Her sympathy wEs excited at once.
She helped me pack aud wished me
Godspeed Zee long l Was ct LYDIA
DespATde's bedside.
O.heF people WerI there, I think
doctors, lawyers, nu10s and relatives;
but So y them vsau ly, Aa in dream.
I n hFIf RWA IA NAA -
te5n cons antly with me, but which 1
have not seen for three long years.
IT, next thing knew We were alone
In the roOm-Guy Greybtone and 1,
with that pail. d, d , ing, gAspiDR mite Of
humanity between Us.
"Borglve me. IL am dying" she
whiBIettd hoarse.y. I'll loved you,
Guy and you-I was afrAld--Jo afraid
she would marry you. Nov am going,
and IL does nOt-nOt matter much. /
seiz d my chAnoe-you were called
AWAY, and then she-she promised 70
marry Paul, but after 1t had told he
you-you had asked me to marry you.
IL nave regretted sinos-ohl so often,
when found out how fAllaolOus had
been my hops that yOu-you ever
LYDIA DeBpSrde died that night In
Guys ArmG-I kneeliDR st her side,
and happy ct Onos Aud the
strangest part OF 1t was she left me her
1ntirs fortune.
That was q year ago. Guy and 1 are
10 be married tomorrow.
And II we could live the past over
again, sWeetheart," he says, softly. as
We stat to5tthtr In the fading light, =
elloW oCtI Der eve again, "Wou you
% such . meIOenAry little wretch?
Would you grasp ct the gJld of dollars
md GEMS, or take instead the 'WeAlful
nadntss and mOonshlne Of lOVs2'"
II would ding worldly wisdom to the
Winds, return, and nestle against his
Irm. Il would take Jon and madness
md moonshine In . hovel rather than
my other man on earth In the grandest
II palaces
And ga ,vnuId - n1.At-