Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1891-07-16

him to be silent What q pretty finger II
was. and what beautiful, red lips she
hadl
Hewoul6not talk, If shezsald so. sHs
WQud do anything she told him. 1t vas
really eoQsth Hattie not & haltucina tton.
How strz1set HE EeHlenbered now he
had had Bat nc 70 ationsss 8
Hdc1ose6 his Z {es-E HnsV tSssd he was.
Soon he slept A quiet, sound SUM
Der It Was-the sure sign Of approaching
recoKery- So
WIKI lsappy-s1nfIe, listened to the
regular, deep breathing Of the sleeper.
But by and by that smile died away, and
her features assumed q sad expression.
Soon he would have recovered, thank
God. But: then she=eoAld be.hg his SIDE
40 5opger.a For ha.s levsd not her aala
loved another better than her.
The door opened noiselessly, and Lucy
slipped jns=z Hattie turned and motioned
herste Be Eqsliet She crept to the bed
aDoes he sieep?" she whispered, and
found the answer with her own eyes.
Noiselessly as she had come she left the
room. -
Nov sWAs[thsy time WHOM Sshe must
make that ltsfHbls sacrfsee On which
she was resolved.
II vas q fearful struggle. Give up
6AhD Ap AAA0 AAoIAA4 anu
She was so young, and life was so beau
tiful, notwithstanding all its sins and
seFFewst--
But what remained in life for her?
IIe whom she loved was dead, and II he
7iyed hshe dared not think OF him, for
every thought was a crime. Ajld-he
s1hom she lad so ignOminioilsly deceived
loved her no longer as he had once loved
her. He preferred the beautiful, the
pure maiden whose " hole being was de-
voted HIM should she. the guilty
one. stand between these two and happi-
=aessf-=--PF hat-=w7as.- "a short hour OF pain
compared with a lifetime of despair and
agony? And If there was a beyond,
would not such selfsacfiiee be necepted
as an atOnement4ofi her 'erlme7l l. =
Yes, she would dare the deed. - p s.
With firm hand, without the trace
of tremor showing her excitement, she
seized a small glass bottle and drained
its contents. ~ ..sszs-s5 -r .erl .--s -s--=
Wonderful liquid, a few drops of which
give sweet slumber TO the wearied brain;
but teaspoonfut stops the anguish
riVen heart forever ~ I'll. F.. .,..--.
Beautiful as a statue. with a heavenly
conteRtment on her features, Lucy was
found lying on her. bed the following
morning. 'ii..- l-.'l-..4 sa. 81 ~ a-- ~
Her spirit had gone whore there is
no more quit. no moro sorrow. ---s o.
Five years after ali these events, a
handsome man, in the full strength Of
his years; stood by the grave where tho
weary sOnl OF Lucy Warringham had
found rest On his arm leaned beauti-
full young woman, with mild blue eyes
and wonderful golden hair. At their
feet played a lovely. child that showed at
once the blue eyes of the mother and
the chestnut eurls of the father. -. .s...--
They gazed long and silently. AT last
he said: 'JilL 2 i'ii7+l<
%She rests in peace. Not 'guiltless was
her soHl, but whose heart is free from
the stain. Love Is the power that rules
the universe, beautifully and benefit
Gently. Not lOye 1t is that leads US into
sorrow and sin, but the perverseness and
stubbOrnness OF cur own hearts that
would fain rebel against the soft sway OF
the Omnfpotent power, But into whose
heart the faintest ray Of love has en-
tered, he will fnally. triumph Such
triumph was hers who rests here
Whoever conquered over the guilt of her
heart as she did, may rightly be said 10
have turned from Sinner to Saint. n.
1.-THE end