The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1888-11-10
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ting upon himself for days.
81 ought to sing that song well,
with you always in my thoughts,
he said, in a low quick tone.
81 know what presumption, what
madness it is, but I love you, Miss
Ewald-Rosamond, my queenl"
at may seem a poor return for
all your goodness, to give you my
heart, but il is an honest heart and
-
"sir you surely forget your sta
ton. You presume unpardonably
upon my favor. Let me pass"
He grew white as death, bowed,
and stepped aside, and she went on
proudly to her own room.
Never in her life had such con-
tending emotions swept over her.
Hot waves of crimson swept over
her throat and face as she recalled
his words.
But she had taught him lesson.
He treated her with perfect courtesy
but there was no more delightful
talks and readings. He held grave
ly aloft: meeting her only at her
meals, and she found the time hang
ing heavily on her hands.
A feverish unrest took possession
of her, and as the time for her re-
turn drew near, she grew graver and
graver.
One day, one of the children ran
breathlessly in, crying:
"The cotton gins busted, and !
'spect Cousin Brian's killed
Rosamond started to her feet and
ran bareheaded out into the yard,
through the gate and down the lane
toward the gin. Killed ! Brian
Jeffrey, in all his strength and
youth, killed
The hot sun beat down upon her
fair head, dazzled her eyes; she grew
faint.
Miss Ewald p
She stopped, looked up with a
low cry, and then held out her
hands.
He stood before her untouched,
unharmed.
"Oh, Brian, Brian, they told me
you had been killed Forgive my
wicked pride, my cruel words, for |
love you p
The truth was out ut last--the
truth she had been learning ever
since their estrangement.
He caught her hands and kissed
them passionately.
Forgive you? What would l
not forgive you for those words, my
dearest? As no lives were, thank
heaven for the accident that has
caused this betrayal of your heart ~
* 4 * 4 Z
Miss Ewald was at a reception
gowned in creamy silk, and with
diamonds at her throat 1t was the
first reception of the season, and her
friends gathered around her, declar-
ing that the summer had myster-
iously changed her, but the viva
cious laughing hostess bore her off
to pretty music room.
81 want to introduce you to a,
friend Of my husbands a fine mu-
siciNn, wealthy, cultivated, who has
travelled and studied abroad as well
as in American. Ifyou were not so
flinty-hearted, Rosamond, l should
hope 10 make a match between
you"
Miss Euwald laughed softly as
she thought Of Brian Jellery, and
turned the simple pearl ring he had
placed upon her fngure.
What would her fashionable
friends say ifthey knew that she
had promised to marry a farmer
and loved him?
The music room was deserted
save for a solitary figure standing
before the grand piano. Not until
the gentleman turned, and her host
ess said ; "Mr Jeffery, did she real
ize that it was Brian himself who
stood before her in faultless evening
dress his face and hands still show
ing the sunburn of his labor at grass
lands.
"My dearest, you deceived your
self by taking it for granted that
was an uncultivated tiller of the
soil, and then it was too tempting to
learn all your sweet nature as my
benefactress. ] made the family
promise not to undeceive you. Are
you angry, darling? l called at
your home this evening to tell you
of your mistake, to ask your pardon
for the deception and learnin. you
were here, came on determined 10
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