Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1889-12-05

Of what he felt "Did you go to Goupil's to-
dayi" he said.
"Whatl Goupirsln said Rose ooh yes,
did; but that painting by Kratzer was
gone"
Then with the fatal blindness of we poor
mortals when we should see, she saw moth
ing, but relapsed into vague and dreamy
reverie of life and love- And life and love
were right there within her grasp, and she
knew it not.
Jacob sat, and looked and looked. Grow
ing restless at last, he arose and walked up
and down. Rose was accustomed TO this,
and did not move. Then Jacob stopped his
tramp, and resting his elbow on the mantel-
piece, stood-a man of whom any woman
might be proud.
"Rose,a he said.
eyes, Jacob" she answered, with the
wistful look that was now her habtual ex-
preston. Eyes, what is itf
81 have been thinking that 1t would be a
good thing if you and Alice went to Europe
this spring, and spent year abroad. She
has never been across the water, and it
would perfect her in her French and help
her in many WAYS"
Roses heart sunk with heaviness. She
felt lonely sense Of desertiOn, that made
her think duly: 81 wonder if Jacob felt
like this when ] left HIM long agol If so, |
do not wonder that he can't forgive me-
1t was some seconds before she could re-
ply, then she said, gently: IF you wish it,
Jacob--if you think it best
eyes" answered Jacob, misled by her
quietness into thinking that she did not
mind leaving him. yes. / think il would
be good thing for both Of YOU 1t would
widen Ahce's horizon in many ways by let
ting her see more of the world, and il would
be change and a relief to you TO get away
from here and ali past associations"
sit might be OF good TO Alice yes said
Rose, slowly.
"And not to yout'
my only good is to be near YOU an.
swered Rose, softly.
"What is that,n answered Jacob, quick
ly. Don't make polite speeches TO me
just to please me, Rose
81 am only speaking the truth, jacob
you know that'-geutly still.
"Rosel DO you mean to say that you
don't want TO leave meF That you prefer to
remain here where | amt"
eyes, Jacob"
If he had not looked al her just then and
seen the hopeless droop of her head, per
haps what happened would have never come
to pass. But he did see it, and, kneeling
down in front OF her chair, he put his two
hands on hers, and said, passionately:
crosse, look At mel Here am at your feet
again, asking yon If you"
ooh, my husbandr' cred Rose, while
o sweeping wave of color made her face
aglow with light; "you could never love me
again.
81 have never stopped loving you, my
darling" rising TO his feet and clasping her
close to his heart. "Why, Rose; why, my
wife, did you think sof kissing hair and
brow and lips. My wife, did you think sop
"Of course, Jacob and could not blame
you'll Only have been so hungry for your
love, dear, and longcd so TO be in your arms
like this, smiling up at him through happy
tears. And now"
"And now" laughed Jacob. "you viii be
here forever, won't you, my dearl'
I'D like TO be, but when you send me
away 10 Europe" said Rose, mischievously
'1'll have TO come out Of them, suppose
"You humbugl You know better; as if
pn let you 60 out Of my sight nowr' put
ting her away an instant and looking al her
fondly. "Ahl my wife! You are little
older A little silver mixed in among the
gold--but you are more beautiful than you
ever were"
"May your eyesight be always as bad as
il is nOwln laughed Rose. Then suddenly
raising his hand 20 her lips, she said, hum
bly,: 'Forgive me all the past can you,
deart'
"No; love never forgives," putting her
arms about his neck with a smile; lit only
loves. VIII that auswer"
"Oh, my husband, | am not worthy Of
you'll am not worthy Of your
"Hush, dearest, do not say that If father
could only see US now how happy he would
ben
81 hope, my husband, that he can" whis-
pered Rose, softly.
There lives now at No. - Fifth avenue a
rather elderly couple, whose daily loving
happiness is a revelation to all who meet
them. Their conteutment and Joy is infec.
tious, aud no one goes to Mr.. and Mrs.
Jacob Lanes without feeling the better
for ii.
1t IS what we are thataffects those about
US, and there is 10 better sermon ever
preached than that 81 happiness.
TWp