St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-02-01

eQ, Sne turned 10 the liable ana bowed
her head Oh it,and sobs, deep and bitter,
cOnvulsed her form.
Max hesitated, but only for moment,
then laid his hand on head.
II will do as you ask, but cannot ac
why do you not allow me to see your
face?'
She lifted her head and eagerly
clasped his hand.
"You must accept the money" she
said; land | do not remove my veil be-
cause it is best for you never to see my
face. | was unWOmanly, unkind enough
to ask you to marry me, but L cannot
and will not ask you to link your life
with mine, except i'll name. No, we
will part at the door; then, if we should
meet III the far future, you Will not
recognize the face Of your wife"
II shall never forget your voice." ne
exclaimed Enthusiastically.
Life will not be very much changed
to you, unless-you love another. FELL
far better, that should wed the other
rather than tear you from your love-"
No, | have no love-" and his quick,
frank answer treasured her. II am
perfectly free and my own master:
there, am yours, because you wish It,"
"Thank YOU" she said, simply but
earnestly Then follow me now, for
tomorrow will be too late.'
He did as she bid him.
There was a closed carriage at the
door, and as Max stepped inside he
heard her order the driver to proceed TO
st. Georges parsonage.
IF you are willing" she said to Max
in humble tone, 1--WE will have Rev.
Janus marry US. You will ask him to
follow us to the church."
Then, as if it had suddenly dawned
on her that she was asking this man to
give up much for her sake, she claSped
her hands appealinglY.
"Oh, how you must hate me-" she
cried. Truly, | am frightened now at
the step | have taken! Shall we turn
| back-Shall | marry the Other"'
Never You shall marry me. You
wish it, and-yes-I wish it also"
He could not see tine glad light that
| flashed into her eyes.
They soon reached the parsonage, and
few minutes later they were OH their
| way to the church, accompanied by the
pastor-a kind, benevolent-looking gen
| tIeman, who gazed il silent wonder at
| the yelled girl.
1t was over at last. Max took his
| finger and placed it on Helen's, and
| thus the bonds were sealed. Helen
| CaStIeton and Max Rutherford were
| husband and wife.
At the altar, as they were turning to
| go down the aisle, Max bent low, and
| whispering, said:
My wife, will you not allow me to
see your face? Once-just once.'
| Without word she tore the veil from
| her face, flung off the long, black cape
that encircled her form, then throwing
| back her head with proud, graceful
movement, she faced him.
Max gave faint cry of establishment
| when he saw the glorious face that was
revealed to nina sOrrOWful face as
white as marble, large, dark, plaintive
that looked at him frankly, yet plead
ingly-eyes that thrilled him through
| and through. 1t was face that Max
Rutherford could never forget.
He made a movement as if to clasp
| her in his arms, but she started back,
and with frightened cry Snatched up
her cape, then turned and fled down the
long aisle. And before Max could re-
aliZe it she was driven away.
Nothing was left now for him TO do
but to return to his boarding place.
1he happy EHN'
Three years have passed, and Max
Rutherford has reached the goal at last.
He has made for himself name, and
has attained a position to be proud of.
He won not only the one case. but many
more. His briefs were concise yet elO-
quent, SHARPLY yet truthful and powerful,
and success crowned these fearless, un-
firing efforts.
London society now greetS him with
extended arms, yet he turns away and
shuns all such advances.
He is not happy or even satisfied
there is something wanting. he yearns
with all his soul to make one plea-longs
to win one other case, and then he will
rest content.
He has never seen or heard one word
from his wife since that strange mar
rage occurred. His search for her has
been untiring. but fruitleSS,
Not a penny of her money did he
touch, but carefully treasured it, hoping
to be able to restore it to her ere long.
One day he was called to the bedside
of a dying man, who wished to make his
will. AS Max entered the room the at
PENDANTS were sent out.
1t was not an Unlocking face that Max
gazed on, but 1t was aged by suffering,
and there was haunted expression in
the eyes painful to see.
Before the will is drawn up" he
said, II wish to make confession. You
have a good face, and L have heard of
your merited success as a barrister.
Perhaps you can help me-"
81 will endeavor to do So"
"Three years ago my niece, Helen
Casteton, was living with me. She was
eri, Il I RI iat hap
/ tried to persuade her to marry man
old enough to be her father, but a man
worth even more than | am, and can
count my wealth by the millions. She
refused to marry him. At last l said she
should be forced to it. | remember
that she replied that she would
sooner die. And that night she fed. We
found her the next morning just outside
of London. She proudly held up
folded certificate, saying that we were
too late; that she was already married.
Then wicked sinner that L was and
am cursed her, adding that [ never
wished to see her ungrateful face again,
and | never have. May heaven forgive.
l would give much now to see her once
more-little Helen. my dead sisters
child" and his eyes glistened with
tears. He continued more slowly:
II wish you to search for her. Find
her, and leave the sum of $4,000 to
you. The remainder is Helen's; if she
is dead bequeath it to her husband
and her heirs. l wish to sign will to
that effect. Make haste Send for the
housekeeper TO witness. Quick! l can
not live much longer" And the dying
man gasped for breath.
The will was drawn and signed.
you will search for her, he pleaded.
Eyes. and heaven helping me, | will
find her." and Max turned away strug-
CLING to master himself. AS he did so,
the door opened, and woman's form
flew to the bedside.
"Uncle!' she cried, "they told me
you were dying. Uncle! Uncle! do
not die without taking back that terri
bic curse-for mothers sake bless your