Feliciana sentinel. [volume] (St. Francisville, La.) 1877-1892, 1891-02-28

were uepptf4g. espidly. ,~~7-
s.NeveF-SSsorE he amutsered, Is he
strobe along. and barred his hot brow to
the peltipg dr9as Pf rain. .T.az |,
-" Eeyers ia, kadly, as she iisE- 4
ened to NJ r1teatang footsteps 81
was sdisappoantAd -lin him. We 'cah 1
meyer be unitea 1gain." 80 = rh'i 4
And IL w.ad Hev and. beat upon
sass HsIsSy sSss yss.is 3ers that het Heart u.
breaAdng, not because her lover wa,
gone, ,b6t because she fele that she
'eaghs uos4ong Tor his return II He was
.unwesthy other love. :" .a~'-'' 'fna
.,an,, as sfss 81 ssssRsS ssESsF sbss sEs sss
landscape, hike the fair daughter. o.
Rappsacini lin Hawthorne's tale, and
every living thing withef0d and died a''
T.: Winter buried its dead. in deeprsnow
and ssang.sequiems Of the 1osthland
over the white mounds. s7E-, as,a.
Ronald McAllistes, ,we4t wearfyr.t
and from his work !, year4ing for one
\ word from Ruth, the woman he had
| foveti and wounded So grieVons1y:
He dared not write tol her; nor eveh
| look at her as they met in4he street. ! =
He had no trusty friend who could
! plead for.him. How could he, reach rher?
| One day as he was passing 9. tnews7
| stand he saw tho little figure he kneW
so well standing at the counter. She
was buying q paper the heading OF
| which he recognized a. one efthe' lead
ns 'agehs thou@hs a. dashed she inso hts heart and
burned. there like stlr Of hope.iss 30
ujue hurried home, seized pen and pa-s
per and wrote rapidly and !. increasingly
ti1l daylight crept ip, gray and yan, at
"onb lis way downtown hs dropped dsqa . /.
thick package Of msnrscfpt Into the
letter-box. '.F'+" ""si'
t.,What days of torturine anxiety fol-
flowed. At last Il, eaiae+~tl1osc scn,elopS
bearing the imprint of the periodical
He, tore it OPEN and nsad:-
\ ''OFEIcE or THE CoURIER-Dedr Sir:
Your story. entitled & .RutA'ss Lover is
accepted and viii %e published in our
issue q December-as.s Inclosed, please
j faa eheok ip ippayqentxarsams9o s!s:
On the morning of December % Ron
aid stood shivering, 1T the corner op-
hposite the newsstand "a e had remained
there several hours watching for her.
The paper was. just ont containing his
story. Would she buy it and read it?
|, IL was SlRneO Cy an assuiheu HtIncs out
I. she surely would-ah, she is coming.
IL She enters the little store, purchases
the paper-l1is paper-and turns to &c
out, glancing idly down its columns
! He can see her plainly in the brill
I iantly lighted interior Of the store.
:. She. .is ulsoUS TO put the paper in hel
sachel when something near the bot
tom Of the page catches her eye. She
reads it eagerly. - 5;.,1.t =
The newsman stares, but she does not
- heed him.. Ronald can restrain himself
no longer, but draws near, trembling
with hope and fear. lean. -a-
In that sketch, hastily scribbled al
midnight, he has told her story and his
own, has portrayed the anguish of the
remorseful lover, his penitence, his
longing for reconciliation. il4h
: She glances up; her eyes are dewJ
! with teara- q, ~. rsy.E !.
What face is that SO near2 It is his!
''Ronaldr' y..r.....-
'.Ruth-dariing! Forgive me!"'
! And, although the notice was rather
, sudden, the wedding did take place OF
that bright New Years day, after all.
Reader, have you OWNED? This i.
my own story; this is my own paper
Lam Ruth's lover viii she see thi
and forgive me?-Willis Boyd Allen, il
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