The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1891-06-18

Wat. And suddenly, with the sight OF him,
came the full bitterness OF her sorrow IN the
consciousness that he was lost to her for
ever. She was nothing 20 MIN now, anu ne
must be nothing to her,
IL am glad to have so unexpectedly found
you here in this dear old spot," he said.
arrived at home only an hour ago, and l
could not rest until had seen you"
She met his eyes, bent upon her with
strange earnestnesS, and her pale cheek
family flushed. but she could not nave
spoken word.
" Marion" he said, suddenly. have you
no welcome for meP Is it possible that you
cannot forgive me?'
Forgive yOuY
Eyes; for all my absurd Jealousy, pride
and folly / have never had happy
moment since ] parted from you, Marion,
and have come back at last to beg your
forgiveness, and to beg, too, for the love
which forfeited, but which l cannot live
without"
do not understand you, Wat. do not
know why you should speak TO me thus
when-when you are going to be married.
Who told you that OF me, Marion?"
1t comes from Agnes, your own sister.
He smiled.
"Aggie knows my wishes It! was she
who encouraged me to come, back. She
thought you would forgive me. VIII you,
| Marion, darlingY
She had averted her face to hide her tear
full eyes, but he now took both her hands,
and as he drew her toward him. great tide
| of unspeakable JOY rushed over her, aud she
could only murmur family
"Oh. Watw
When they were both calmer, she told
him of the heavy grief that had Just fallen
upon them They must leave the dear old
home, which had passed into the hands OF
strangers.
"Of strangers, MarionP Do you call me
| a stTanger?"
You, Wat?"
He looked surprised in his turn.
Did you not know that it was | who
nave purchased the dear old farm? Did
! you not receive Jacks letter."
"Oh, Walter! it cannot, cannot be true"
be took from q pOcket-book paper
which he opened and placed before her. 1t
was the mortgage Which her father had
| given to Mr.. AUner Harris.
AND the place is really yours nOW?" she
said, looking up radiantly through sudden
! tears.
Not mine. but ours, darlingw
She was too happy to speak word in
answer.
You see, dear" Wat said. Jack and
talked It over the other day and we agreed,
as he was so anxious to purchase the mill
and had not means sufficient for both, that
should take the farm and leave him at
liberty to invest in the mill property. 1t is
the very best thing for Jack AND for his
mother. as l explained to her, if only she
| had received his letter. Jack is not fitted
| for farmer and could never have made
! much of the farm, as he will certainly do
| with the mill. He came up with me to at
/ tend to the matter. Forgive me- that l
| neglected to inform you, but l left him be-
! hind in the maple-ftld talking with Aggie."
Marion started up with a glad cry. Com
| Ing down the opposite decliyity of the
meadow was somebody j0yously waving his
| hand, and in two minutes she was Sobbing
| in her brothers arms; sobbing from a full
ness of joy such as she had never in her life
before known.
They fastened to the house, all three eager
to gladden. the heart of the mother. Jack
sprang up the steps and took her in his
arms, while Wat lifted Myra, who had run
to meet them in frantic delight.
As Marion crossed the threshold the old
clock rang out welcome chime.
Seven O'clock! said tile girl. softly.
Her heart was full and she turned away
and went quietly up TO her own room. AS
she passed the clock she looked uD al il with
an expression almost of awe.
W hat lifetime of misery and happiness
| in one h0uT!" she mUUmured