The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1890-07-09

that fellow Hartford (the acquaintance who
had aroused his jealousy, and undertake
not to speak to him again when they met.
Why, if she loved him was she not ready to
promise anything?
He had reckoned without his host. On
again reaching home-ten days after he
quilted it-Evelyn was no longer i'll the
neighborhood. ''She had gone to visit an
uncle" was the reply to his inquiries at the
house.
Gonel And he had found that short and
dreadful farewell awaiting him!
Distracted now at the idea that perchance
he might not so easily persuade Evelyn to
pardon him (he had had no answer to the
one brief letter he had written to herr, ne
eagerly inquired her present Whereabouts
and learned, with increasing agony, tnat
Evelyns mother had seized on most I'M
expected offer, had let her house furnished
to a friend, and that Evelyn had accom-
panied her mother and uncle abroad.
Whittier? That was his ery-a cry still
unanswered.
1t was a long time before Mrs. More's
friend, who had taken the house of her
hands, could be prevailed on to give him
Miss More's address, and it was also very
long before an answer came to the I'M
FASHIONED appeal he wrote to his wounded
betrothed. 1t was an answer which threw
him into new agony Of pain aud induced
fever which had threatened his life.
Evelyn'S mother, and Evelyn herself,
wrote:
1t was impossible, after what had occurred,
that MISS More could ever again subject herself
TO like suspicious. Her engagement with MIR.
Greenly was dehnitlvely at an end.
And after this he, too, had tried to forget.
How vainly he felt with added force, in
this most bitter hour, as, with swifteSt
speed, all that we have recorded here shot
through his tortured brain.
When he had received that terrible dis
missal from Evelyn her mothers note was
dated from Vienna; but now he learned
Through the medium of the golden key
that last year she had landed in America.
He would follow her there! Ali long ago
would he have done so had she not hidden
herself from him. Had he not secured
Italy, Switzerland and Germany in a vain
hope of some day falling at her feet and
uttering two words" Forgive mew
lettering to his feet, Nigel manged to re-
tire from the Willows without breaking
down before these strangers, and lie carried
with him the small gold key. Would it
ever be the means of unlocking that door
which seemed forever closed against him?
fortnight later, hoping against hope, he
landed in New York, and began his in
quiries.
Would he ever discover her whom he
sought? How, indeed, should he do so in
this wide city? Was she even here? And
so he wrote an imploring appeal to the lady
who, three years since, had become Mrs.
MOre's tenant.
a stranger replied after the lapse of
many days Miss More was on the point of
returning home, as she wished to die in
England Her address was briefly added.
To die! to die! Nigel few to the hotel
where Evelyn was located, and was about
TO stammer out an agOnized question when
be met a fair tail, Sad-lOoking girl enter
ing the wide doorway. 1t was Evelyn!-
once his Evelyn-his own dear betrothed!
Changed indeed NJ bright smiles wreathed
her lips. no merriment sparkled in her
lovely eyes; she looked. indeed. as if happi-
ness and she mad long parted company;
but she was heretofore his longing eyes
and she was not dying!
At sight of him Evelyn uttered one cry,
then fell insensible in his arms.
Reader, they were married month later,
and Nigel learned, to his unspeakabe COM
fort ald JOY, that it was not his Evelyn
who was expected TO die, but another Miss
More. her aunt, who had been staying with
them in the same hotel, and whom they had
gone to America to see
TIE little gold key, which had been the
means of reunitlDg the estranged young
couple, is treasured equally by both, and
Evelyn often, even now, covers it with
tears aud kisses. As for Nigel, he is en-
tirely cured of his tendency to jealousy,
and there is not happier couple than Mr..
and Mrs. Nigel Greenly. NJ A.