The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1891-06-18


from her. sitter bsby came. snd save he
ns~ life by bis lovios voice aud esnil
caress
She bad tbeneht their love perfeet-a a
strong 10 bis hesft ~ 10 her own, Bat OF
thSi June morning. allthis happy certain
" had gone from ber. and ber heart seen
cd breaking at the loss, She took 70 fu
iber ioieres, 10 the exploring expedition
through The old house upon which Oh,
bad started 90 merrily. bot rocked be
baby in her arms, aud mused ever tb,
Que appalling discovery she had slread.
made.
julius found her so when be came 10 L
bis dinuer. and aniiously inquired the
cause OF her woe bcsone face and red eye,
Bot for the hrst time his tender sympaihy
met repulse. not an sngry one. but one
tba. WAS eqaslly puzz'iug TO MIN, It ws'
so full OF mute reproach. and no entieatis'
could give him any explanation Of the
cause.
For dsys, this atmosphere Of gloom and
mystery hung shout Issura. She neglect
ed all the little household duties In which
she bad delig hted ;sbe would sit for hours
in silence and idlpness, her face white. her
eyes fixed mournfully on vacancy.
Julius was distracted. Loving his wife
with oil the fondness Of tender, true
heart. be was grieyed and angered to see
her iretting constantly. yet refusing to
give any reason for such excess OF sor'
row.
Ii vain he tried by every tender device
to win her confidence. She only kept q
more profouad silence, while yet most evi
deptly doubling the sincerity OF his profes
sions OF love and regret.
At last, the res ult julius dreaded fell
ever Isaurs, aud she was prostrsted by low
nervous fever aud became very Ill. The
physician binted at some mental distur.
bauce, aud prescribed quiet, and the bus.
baud. thoroughly aroused by fear, sYerted
his authority With some show of harsh
mesa
You are nursing sonic chimera, he said
TO poor, pale Issura, and l insist upon
knowing what it is
Oh. Julius, don't be angry she moaped
piiifulIy. Perhaps l may die, and then
you can marry Magdslene.
What upon earth are you talking about9
Who Is Msgdslene9
The woman you love. l am sorry, JUL
ius, that have stood IN the way SO long.
1t would have been better to have been
frank with me and told me the truth be.
tore We were married.
Sne is insane, thought poor Julius, burst
ing into cold SWEET of horror; she has
been Duising some delusion till it has turn
"a her brain and made her q monomau.
isc.
All anger was gone from his voice as be
bent low over his wife.
Darling, he said. do not think Of such
hinge. You cannot doubt my love for
vou
The blue eyes that had grown dim with
Excessive weeping searched his face eager
y. Then, as il nerved to q desperate Of
ort Isaurs took folded paper from the
irawer OF table beside her bed and han
ID it to her husband.
Read that. she said. found it in the
DOM up stairs that you told me was your
Dom while your parents lived. 1t was in
he drawer Of bureau there, with othe
,spers. You told me that might over.
,aul any thing l pleased, aud l read
hat.
Wonderingly, Julius opened the paper.
While Issura scanned bis face, watching
or the confession Of de,ec ed, guilt. To
liter amaz ,ment. julius. after reading the
,sper, burst into fit Of Iaus clear,
ingipg and hearty.
Oh, Issurs, he cried, when be could
bis breath. the sins OF my youth are
,eing visited upon my head with venge
nee. Oh, IL is too good And another
,aroXysm Of nirth followed.
don't see any thing funny about 1t, said
ssura, crimsoning WITH anger.
julius read aloud, with mock EN-.
,hasis:
DEAR DICK: You u,trly mistake both
sy heart and principle il you imagine for
ne moment that will avail myself OF the
,itifnl excuse OF Issurs's loss OF fortune to
,reak our engagement. Dearly as l love
u dsgdslene. bitterly Is l regret the tie that
,inds me, will never, never so disgrsce
py m.nbood rs to desert the fond heart
bat loves me.
Issura knows nothing Of my mad infat,
Ia,ion for your sister Magdalene, my hope
ess love for one may never seek to win.
,be trusts the professions OF love l made
efore knew the secret OF my heart. She
owes mel And /. who sought her when
be was supposed heiress, consider It
oint OF honor to keep my faith with her.
Guard my secret from your too isscin
ting sister. from my promised wife.
nd"
Here the paper was torn and the conf.
erces OF the lover brought 10 an sbrupt
onciusion
Oh, Issurs. said julius. who had been
Interrupted by frsquent spssms OF laugh
er, have You really been ffetting yourself
ick over this bslderdssh2
Then. looking into the pale, van face;
uIius became grave sgsio.
II you bad ouly looked farther. dear. he
aid, you would have discovered page u
pr psge Of ju.t such stuff For you must
nov that ooe OF the dslusions OF my
outh wss setiled conviction that was
great literary seuiu. Wiikie Collins
I'D Ghstle. Dickels Of Americs. born to
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