The Springdale news., 1890-02-07
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"iierc, ip his uncleS counting house,
 "lIave you seen him since you ro- turned from Fairhayena'
 Many times; but nevor to eonvorse with him. We meet in ears, in stores on the street, but that Is all.
 And il is for my sake that you denied your love2'
 "Yes. papa, would do moro than that to please you. II were strong and we'll l would fight my love and conquer iG But shall never be well, and have to sit idle so much, thinking all the timo that can not T can not put George out Of my heartn
 .i will see himr'
 That was all tho promise that NIT. Hillborn made. but Amy understood. Her father would guard her maiden pride, would see fl her lovers heart had stood the test of long separation, and fl it aad oh, the girls eyes frightened to think Of seeing once again the face she loved daring to return the love light in the srue eyes from which she had once turned.
 IL cost Mr. Ilillborn severe struggle to enter the counting house where the son of his dead enemy reigned in his place. He had borne but impatiently the injuries against him. had held gladly 10 the late given power that kept his enemy passive. and 1t gave him shock of pain to think of eneountering the son of Jerome Lawson.
 But when a grave. handsome man of twenty-five or six arose to greet him, his first thought was:
 What a noble facct" And later his heart acknowledged the fascination of George Lawson's voice and manner.
 He gave his card to the younR book keeper, and noted the patlor that gath cred upon the face so painfully grave for it's years.
 ''Will aol be seated, MT. iIillborn, George said at last .'i-oh, sir, why are you here? Amy
 There was no need of furthcrquestion. The man spoke all hts great love in tha. one word.
 "My daughter tells me. the old mer~ chant began, formally, that you once did her the honor :" then his tormality gave way under the search of the cage, eyes resting upon lis You love her. he faltered.
 "Retter than my lifei3
 Come to her, then. She is very i'll, and asks fo~ you
 HI, Not not"
 "Yes- slowly. surely dying
 There was long silence. Then, al- most hlindly, George Lawson stretched forth his hand.
 My father" he said, ''wronRed you"
 We will forget that, wa. the quick reply.
 And the outstretehed hand Nas taken i'll firm, strong clasp.
 .But IT would have stolen your child if l could.
 .sI must forgive that. too One strong CT than your love or mine will claim her soon. Comc.'
 Sc, without further word, the two passed from the eoantiug-houso into tho street and before the noon hour struck Amy had her hearts desire, for she saw her fathers and her lovers hands clasped in friendship.
 It Was an hour full of strange joy and pain. built was Nr llillborn's voice that broke a long silence to say:
 "Nill Il comfort you. Amy. to have George remain here?'
 The quick lifted face answered with out words, and George cried;
 "oh, Heaven bless you, sir
 IL was quiet wedding the next day, only the servants and few old friends of the family being present, but the solemn words that bound George Law son and Amy together for tho brief hours of life still before her were ferventlY spoken. and Mir. llillhorn, in giving the bride away, stjtied all jealousy. all cnmity. for the sake of the child he loved And he had his reward No longer need he hurry over his business hours to return to Amy, fearing she was lonely in his absence for George was with her No longer need he. fear with sick dread that his darling might be neglected by the hired nurse; George was watching her
 And her love for her father seemed only to be stronger and moro tender for the new joy he had given to her, while George Lawson was q grate- ful, at1octionate son. winning each day something more of respect and con fdence.
 But the truc rewam came after the long dreaded blow fell, and Amy sank into that sleep that knows no waking upon earth. her fair head pillowed on her husbands breast, her hand claspod in her fathers. For then, turning from their dead. these two men were only longing to obey the dying whisper:
 "You will not forget me- you will be my fathers child. now, George Father, you will love your son
 And q true love. for the sake of the dead, was but the beginning of life- long affection that never wavercd, never was regretted. And so, through suffer ing and trial, and over grave, the feud between the HhllbornS and the Lawsons ended forever. N \. Ledger.
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