Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1889-07-06

al that was beautiful and luxurious.
She had not left him for another-she had
never given one thought TO any other; frail
and feeble as her love was, she had given
ii all TO him. And now she lay dying
never to give her love to anyone again.
Was it true. as she said. that her woman's
soul was only just awakened' 1t might be.
And in the awakening she turned TO
me- he said-"no one else out me-"
What she must have suffered to be
brought so near death because he wonld
not forgive her. How she must have loved
him after all! Her whole heart must have
yearned for him. Was it not through love
of him that she lay dying' AS he thought
OF that, the last emnant Of pride and an
ger died out of his heart. How she must
have loved him! He remembered that and
nothing else. He bent down and kissed
the thin white hand.
When he raised his face she was looking
at him-the sad. sweet eyes were fixed on
his face. She did not seem surprised to
see him.
PAUL." she whispered. "Am l dream
ing?"
MY darling" he said, gently, claspin9
her in his arms, you are not dreaming.
| am here to love you, to win you back to
life, and to make you so happy that we
shall both forget the wretched past.o
He raised her. and the beautiful wan
face dropped on his breast. She tried to
put her arms round his neck, but they Tell
weak and helpless by her side.
Put my arms round your neck, dar-
ling" she whispered; land, IL I have To
die, let me die So"
Tears were raining down his face, her
weakness touched him as her beauty never
could have done.
You shall not die, sweet" he said, III
the strength Of n mighty love can bring
you back to life"
Then, kneeling 10y her side, holding her
tightly clasped in his arms, he told her the
story OF his love and his ~sorrow--of his life
since he had lost her.
She was as happy as a lost child restored
to its mothers arms.
How strong love is" she whispered 10
him. II feel that while you love me so
dearly ! cannot die"
He soothed her with the long-silent
music Of loving words, until the sweet
eyes grew heavy. and then she said
Paul, you will not cave me if | sleepf
Let me wake and find you here
Waking, she found him there, and his
love did for her what the doctor had said
human skill could not DO; it brought her
back to life.
Once, rs Paul was sitting talking to her.
she held her left hand up to him with a
smile. 1t was thin and shadowy.
Look" she said; my ring is getting
too large for me-"
lie kissed the white hand and the gold
ring. She smiled.
Paul" she said. gently, "who would
think there was such q story attached to
my wedding-ring?"
lslnay recovered, and when she was once
more herself Lord Carlswood declared
that he would interfere no more-that she
should accompany her husband to his own
home, yet still be acknowledged US his
granddaughter.
BY that time he had grown to have a
sincere affection and a warm, true liking
for Paul. He admired his talents and re-
spected his independence.
They made a compromise. Ismay went
to her husband, and Lionel remained with
Lord Carlswood as his heir. Paul says
laughingly that he can spare one son, for
the old walls of Ravensdale resound with
childish laughter and the music Of chill
dren's voices. There are times when Is
may Is inclined to think that all happened
Tor the best.
IL should never have been either a sensf-
BILE or a contented woman If | had not suf-
fered," she would say to her husband with
q smile. There are tears in her eyes and
smiles on her lips when she tells the story
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