New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1890-02-16

RECONCILIATION.

Two months had passed.
The carriages ran uoisclcssly through Abe
marle-st for the ground was sirc"n with tan
People came and read slip Of paper pinned -
the door Of n house, whose bells were tied ana
knOckcr mUiilcd In the old-iaShoncd drawing
room Cecil Farquh0r sat liStlcssIy before the Ire.
There were tears in his eyes, and opposite 70 hin
stood a vacant chair. No more would dear Ola
Lady MaplcstOn live in it her smooth and bcauii-
ful life Her books and work were on a niue
table lust as she had left them, when, for The
last time she went to the bed whence She was
never to rise. Her papcr-cuttcr, her bottle OF
eau de cologne, her spectacle case, lhcN an 5aN
there and Cecil looked a. them through 0ln
and uncertain eyes. Nothing was altcnd-only
the chair stood cmpty-and yet q subtle change
had come over the whole room. Tie lieht OF d.
was gone, as when the sun sets me brightness
had vanished, as when the deep shadows creep
over a scene and cast their gloom. All was
changed all: and what remained but bitterness
and vain quest lonlnas al,
She crossed the room, and hnclt beside her nus
band A long look passed between thcm-a look
of perfect trust, Of love and sympathy
"She is asleep now" said Mabel ForquhoTr
softly, from long custom in the sick room, and
The doctor is gone. The nurse is with her. Ny
poor boy, if l could comfort youl'
She nut out her arms and he drew them round
his neck The tears were III her own eyes ana
IL care for her so much" We said brokenly;
on Mabel God knows bS s sS" vd @us s6 g oSd
what her sR 2ss W" p '0f TO was yo S1 Ro
NV wife She loved and she trusted
me- don't YOU know, and now il is, all roing 10
be- overall past and gone! On, what Is IL ior'
Mabel what is it all for
+" c'nc dov we shall know. Cecil"
Z" Yes some day. and til then are we 70 take
all ON trust-to give up ALP"
Don't ask, that, Cecil Now il is going
very hard with you my poor boy, but after q
tire vnn viii see things differently. My darling,
7 crieve fer Won so-yOu know that, Cecil, and
for mvself the friend | lose tonight IS an IRE
norabic loss She was good 70 me as few would
have been She did not doubt ne. ana on, 'ccll'
| think sometimes that il was tcrrlhe u marry
Won. and by that make You lose your fortune.
Tell me that | have made you happy, Tor IL was
dreadful thing 10 do -.a.....o, mn, =
" II noble thing ne answered. "H" q"
glad look came into her eyes.
She knet beside him for half an hour taking
Of the dear life that slowly going from men,
and giving him such comfort III his misery rs no
other could have given. After that she rose anu
softly left him.
She went back 10 the sck-room. here The
light dim The curtains were halI-drl"h
TO shade the bed. She started. man with
white face was bending over cd Lady Maplcstoh;
and talking 10 her gently. lie raised his head
ms she entered. Lady MaplcstOn smiled family
smile into which had crept already some Of the
glory OF that Heaven She was soon 10 enter
Mabel" she said softly
Then the gentleman spoke
you are CcclS wife" he said. "Will You
forgive She horshucss of an invalid ready 20 ac-
knowledge his fault, and I've my daughter"
Mabel Farquhar crept away presently and re-
| turned with her husband.
"Fatherir lac said.
"Aly boy. have been hard with you. ! mis-