The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1890-07-13
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urople nuarreied pcrpetually; but sne re-
solved not TO leave them until her duty was
done. ,,,
or the climax that approached she did
not on,css. II came like Il thunder clap.
One day as she was sitting near the win
dow with the baby in her lap-ltose stay
ing unusually long abroad that hay-a
messenger boy broughta note TO the door:
He cave IL 10 Frank, who opened 1t, read
it and uttered a furious OATH
Read it," he said.
sybil caught the paper that he flung to-
ward her. II bore these words;
lam on. don't 20 alone There are people
who think me as charming as ever. shall be IN
Europe, and living where you cant find me before
YOU are able 10 hobbe about. How horribly you
have used me. How dctest youl hope shall
never sec your face again. Tel dear ~ OIL that II
she wants 10 be an angel and be- carried straight
to heaven she will take care Of my miserable litle
baby. She can afford Il, and IL may grow up de-
cent II she does in spite Of being our child. had
10 take tho money she put In the drawer Tor the
landladv. | needcd-absolutely necded-a travel
ing wrap Goodby, forever ThGnk goodness
ROSE.
"And am not able 10 follow her to XII
them both" gasped Frank. "Oh, my God!'
and he wept with rage and shame.
Knowing all she knew, Sybil found it
hard to pity him.
Still when afterward he asked her II she
would take the child under her care she
said Eyes" for the babys sake.
Two years after this Frank Aubury went
slowly mp the path that led to that pretty
homestead on the hill, where behind the
laurels Sybil had listened to his words to
her cousin Rose. That was not yet five
years ago. but ten should not havechanged
him so. lie was thin and worn and limped
little. and his skin was gray, and the
look OF n man who was dissatisfied with
life was in his eyes. lie thought how com
Portable all this was as he entered the
broad, well furnished hall, and was shown
into the wide parlor in which Sybil sat
reading to pretty little girl.
Sybl handsomer than he ever thought
she could be.
my poor girl, suppose he said, look
ing at the child after Sybil had given him
her hand.
kiss your father, my dear. That is the
proper thing, suppose" but the child was
Shy and ran out of the room calling to her
nurse.
81 deserve it," said he. 81 never even
named her. What do You call herr"
Frank" said Sybil; Frances she was
christened."
I'm glad it was not Rose" said he
"Rose is dead, Sybil. She sent for me 10
come to her. She died in a hOspital-a
mere wreck"
There was silence; then he said
"Sybn, You were my FIRST love, and /
have never ceased TO love you. Rose be-
witched me, bat | reponted before our
honeymoon was over Sybil / love you
still. Can't you let the past die out Of
memory; I'm not so bad fellow as
you think"
Sybil looked at him eravely.
stop" she said. Long ago when You
had made love to me very ardently came
to like you. heard you talking to Rose
behind the laures, and took my love by
tine throat and stranglcd It; and now-look
this is my engagement ring am to be
married tomorrow 70 one | not only love,
but esteem, and all memory Of the past
sorrow is bl0ttod out. You did not make
my poor cousin happy, Frank; you drove
her to her fate. She saved me from much
sorrow when she, as you say. bewitched
you.D
There was pause.
81 hope you are getting on well, Sybil
said. after a while.
"Oh, yes" he answered, "if drudgery for
bread and butter fills the biil.' Then he
arose "Good-by," he said
They did not shake hands this time, and
neither Sybil nor his little girl ever saw
Frank Aubury again.-Toronto Mail