The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1891-02-18

money to be made there.\
81 told you sc" said grandmother.
81 don't believe it," said |.
They've sold the house, and gone TO
Liverpool to take ship; and you may ind
the truth for yourself, if you choose 10
make trouble" said Dame Coombs. I'm
no chatterbox, to tell falsehoods about my
neighbors."
And still l would not believe 1t until
had walked across the moor and had seen
the shutters fast closed and the door
barred. and not sign OF life about the
place. Then | gave up hope. i went
home all pale and trembling and sat down
at grandmamma's knee.
Its true" said i.
and for the sake OF go false a lad
you'll see your grandfather ruined and
break his heart, and leave me, that have
nursed you from babe, a widow"
looked at her as she sobbed and found
strength 10 say:
give me to whom you will, then, since
my own love does not want me"
And then crept upstairs and sat down
on my bedside, weak as though ] had
tainted. ! would have thanked heaven
for forgetfulne5s just then, but it wouldn't
come.
The next day Squire Turner was in the
parlor az my accepted lover. How pleased
he was, and how the color came back into
grandfaiher's old face And grannie grew
SO proud and kind, and ali the house was
aglow, and / OH sad But | couldn't Tor
get Evan-Evan whom ! had loved So
sailing away from me without a word
suppose they all saw looked sad. The
squire talked OF my health. and would
! make me ride with him over the moors
for strength.
The old folks said nothing. They knew
Whist allied me; only our little Scotch
maid seemed TO think there wss augbt
wrong. Once she said TO me:
h"What ails We, miss? Your eve lie dull
and your cheek is pale, and your Draw
grand lover Gamma make We smile; ye'ro
IA that i'll, either"
"No, am We'll enough" said ].
She looked at me wistiuliy.
Gin yc'd tell me your ali, might tell
ye cure" she said.
But there was 10 cure for me in this
world, and / couldn't open my heart 10
simple Jennie. So the days rolled by, and
/ was close on my marriage eve, and grSn-
ME and Dorothy Plume were busy with
my wedding robes. j wished it were my
shroud they were working at instead.
And one night the pain in my heart
grew too great, and | went out among the
purple heather Oh the moor, aud there
knelt down under the stars and PRAYED TO
! be taken from the world. For how can
| live without Evan 2" | said.
| spoke the words aloud, and then
started up in alright, for there at nv side
was an elish little figure, and | heard a
cry that at first ! scarce thought earthly.
Yet it was but Scotch Jennie. who had fol-
| lowed me.
"Why co ye call Cor your true love
now?'' she said; I'VE sent him fra We for
sake O. the young squire"
How dare you follow and watch me?"
But she caught my sleeve.
"DjnDa be vexed,' said she. Just bide
a wee, and answer what I speer It's for
love OF you, for Pve seen We waste like the
shaw wreath in the sun sin the squire
woed We. Was it your will the lad that
loved the ground ye trod on should have
his ring alsain?"
What do you mean?' said |.
"Ill speak gin | lose my place" said
! JENNIE. 81 rode with the mistress to young
DR.. Lockes place past the moor, and there
| she lighted and gave him ring, and what
she said know not. but it turned him the
/ tint q de atii, and said he: There's ma
drop O true bluid i'll a woman gin rhe il
| false" And he turned TO the wall and
! covered his eyes, an your grannie rode
home. There, It's all ken-wull it do?"
"Ay, Jennie" said /; Heaven bless
you
And had wings on my feet could not
/ have come TO the cottage door sooner.
! | stood before my grandmother, trem-
bling and white, and said: ooh, don't tell
me, grannie; you have cheated me and
robbed nue. OF my true love by lie. Did
| you steal the troth-ring from my neck and
give il back TO Evan, as II from me? You
| I've loved and honored my life long"
True love!' said she; you've but one
true love now-SQuire Turner"
"You have done it.' cried. "It's writ
ten in your face"
And she looked down at that and fell to
weeping.
heart" she said. "Aiy husband and had
Could let girls fancy, worth nothing,
stand in my way and see him beggsr in
| his old age? Oh, girl, girlr'
And then l fell down at her feet like n
stone. / knew nothing for an hour or
more, but then. when | was better and
they left me with Jennie, | babe her fetch
( my hood and cloak and her own and come
with me, and away went across the moor
in the starlight to where the hall windows
were ablaze with light and asked the
housekeeper olet me see the squire.
She stared at me for my boldness-no
wonder-but called him. So in a moment
he stood before me in his evening dress,
with his cheeks flushed and mis- eyes
bright, and let Inc into little room and
seated me.
Agatha, my love. hope no mischance
brings you here" But | stopped him.
Not your love, Squire Turner" said.
81 thank you for thinking SO well of me,
but alter all that has passed, L"
could say no more. He took my hand.
Have l offended you, Agatha" he
said.
mot you. The Qfense-the guilt-oh,
I have been sorely ohestejl'' and all
could do was to sob.
At last strength came TO me. ! went
back to the first and told him all-how we
had been plighted to each other waiting
only for better prospects to be wed, and
how, when he honored me by an offer of
his hand, 1 angered my grandmother by
owning to the truth, and of the ring gran
ME had stolen from my breast and the
false message that had been sent my
promised husband from me.
"And though never see Ivan Locke
again." said /, 'still can never be an
other mans true love. for l am his until l
die"