The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1889-10-06

s'Engngedr' repeat the words half dizzily,
but something is bobbing up and down in
my heart.
eyes," he says very gently, sand for the
last two years to Miss Gore-f4angton. To keep
that engagement now, when the love that
prompted it Is gone as utterly as it must have
gone before he spoke to you, would be sin
but remember, she cared for him, and'---
"He will care for her again." break in
"He cares for her now really, / dare say.
that is nothing; it will pass away when am
gone Engaged Oil am SO glad, SO glad
But to Miss Gore-Langton of all--Ahl what
does it matter who it is, so / need not blame
myself for having injured him or any one by
my follyf
My master stares at me, at my eyes spark
ling and face flushing with joy and relief. I
fancy he thinks have gone mad.
"You are-glad!n he says. land yet you
love himf'
"Oh no, no, don't That is what 1
wanted to say liked him so much; he was
such hero, you know, and SO kind and
pleasant; and-and 10 one seemed to caro- as
inuch--But don't love him. don't think
| over could that way--as his wife, 1t was
quite different Oh! Mr.. Clifford" and my
shame, 81 suppose 1t was just sort
Of flirting, though never thought of it; and
now / have vexed you, and neglected Dolle
and George, and they will never love me the
same again Please, please let me go away
at once-to-night.n
eyes, it might be better to go away for
little" he says very low-so low that l can
hardly hear; for am crying bitterly now in
very shame and sorrow.
'iIf you could only forgive me-, stammer
out exceedingly hu1nblyamong my sobs, 'sIf
you could let mo come back again after
time. do love Dollie so very much, I
couldn't bear to go for good"
do you think any of US could bear it?"
asked my master The sun has set long ago
now but there is a faint, green light away
in the west, and the scent of the lnagnolias
comes heavily upon the fluttering breaths Of
air. Shopping over me, he takes my hands
from my face and holds them in his own.
Marion, you said none of us cared for
you much Which would you rather have,
the love which, taken from its rightful owner
TO give you, must be in some measure dis
honoring, or that which would have crushed
or blotted itself out from all sight or discov-
cry forever if SO be the loved ones happiness
Marion, look up to me frankly, like the hon
est little girl you are. am a great deal
older than you, graver and more stupid. Do
you think you could ever love me--not q
little, not mere liking, but as l love you,
with my whole hearth Hushi don't answer
me in hurry. Even to have you for my
wife and the mother of my children would
be no joy to me unless it were indeed for
your life's happiness. Take time to think Of
it, and if you are sure''--
But I don't take time am too startled,
too happy to think at all, to be sure of any
thing but that my master has raised me from
purgatory to heaven, the heaven of his love.
don't exactly know what l do or what say
something undigniied or indecorous,
dare say. You may put it down as so if you
like; it is probable. I only know he has
taken me into his arms, and that am sob
bling and crying with my head all rulnpled
into furze bush on tho broad, tender breast
which will bear with and cherish me all the
days of my life. l only know that, gallant
as our soldier heroes may be, I have found
my true hero in a man OF peace, soldier of
God.
800 tea is yeady," says small voice at the
door. Me tum to say dood night"
"Oh, may take Dollie,"I whisper, slip
ping out of the arms which hold me, ''when
go home tomorrow will take such inn
mense caro- of her till"--
".rill come for you. Well, that will not
be long; but is it not rather heartless to rob
me Of both my little girls at oncei'