The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1888-03-30
JACK, EXCITED, DASHED INTO THE ROOM.

paths of life which must be taken up
whether the heart carry it's direct ache per-
petually with it or not For the blow she
had received served first to show the
strength and depth of love now remain
ing only to be crushed out.
One pang was still to be added. Six
months from the time of Ethring's depart
ure came letter-containing the delayed
cards, as Lii al knew by the size, shape
and feeling of this missive. This she at
once reinc osed to the printed address on
the corner of the envelope, adding merely
these words:
II return your letter and contents with
out opening. Any further communication
of whatever nature from you, Mr. EGhring,
will meet with like return.
"LILLIAN STANFoRTH
Now, on the evening when Echring had
declared his love- Jack, who had entered
the room unobserved, heard a goodly share
! of what was going on, before he had pres
ence of mind enough to beat a noiseless re-
treat.
He was an honorable, manly boy, and
kept his knowledge to himself. That Eth
ring had written Lill at the expiration of
the appointed time filed his heart with
exultation. But when he knew she had re-
turned the letter unopened, Jack felt that
something was wrong.
What, he had no conception until late in
the TO lowing winter. Bobby Merrick hap
pened in conversation to speak of Mr..
Ethring's marriage. And being a nasty sort
of boy, alluded in taunJing sort of way to
the fact that folks said Lii Stanforth was
breakin her heart over it."
am happy to say that Jack administered
athrashing then and there to young Merrick
which he remembered for many day. And
then, boiling over with wrath, Jack went
home and up to his chamber. Then he con-
cocted the following epistle, still preserved
in the family archives:
MAPLETON, MAY 80 1888.
Mr.. R0BT. ETERING: Sir, if you Are a gen.
tleman you will Civ Me satisfacshun so from
one gentleman to Another for the elite you
showed my LII by going off and Marrying the
Rose girl when you AS good AS promist Lill
You lovd her, for Herd you myself by axi-
dent. if Lill dies you will Be to Blame And she
looks L Ike Deth sometimes now. let Me here
from you at once. JOHN STANFoRTH.
In reality this was more a scape valve for
Jacks anger than soberly meant as chal-
lenge. Still, it served the purpose.
Easter Sunday, with suggestion of spring
flowers in the breezes, and bonnets brought
forth by the morning, had arrived. Lill,
ready dressed for church, sat down at the
piano to run over the new anthem the
choir were to render.
Suddenly Jack, strangely excited, dashed
into the room.
"Lill-oh, ILL.," ae breathlessly exclaimed
lit wasn't our Mr.. Ethring that was mar
ried after all "-and dashed out, closing the
door behind tail. handsome young man,
at the s>ght of whom Lii uttered a little cry
and pressed her hand against her heart.
"Llllian-my love, Lillian-thank God
oh, thank God!" And in another moment
she was clasped to her lovers heart
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Service as oveE. 1t was remarked that
Miss Stanforth had never rendered the
music commemor ating the glad resurrec-
ton with such beauty and power. Her face
was so to speak, uransfgured and shone
with new beauty beauty of perfect
love, for Lill if sanity in spirit, was very
human withal
"Robert Ethring, the broker, is one man;
Robert T. Ethrins, banker, quite another"
the young man explained. sand am by
no means millionaire" he said with
smile; athough I have enough to live
On and support o. wife. 1t seemed that
his losses had been greatly exaggerated
from the first Then the absconding book
keeper was arrested and goodly part of
the stolen funds recovered Fortune
smiled upon Ethring in every thing except
ing his love.
And when you cent back my letter with
inclosed photograph"
@Your photograph, and thought it was
your wedding cards." cried ILL. @Can you
ever forgive me?"
II think I cam was the quiet reply
And he placed the lovers seal Of forgiveness
on the sweet lips half upturned to meet his
own. And tbs is why Robert Ethring
often speaks of his wife as his Easter
Lilly" FRANK CONVERSE.