Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1892-04-20
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forget"
you have all behaved cruelty 10 Mis-,
Nilliers," said the chaplain uncompro-
rniSingly. IF this story is hushed up
before marriage il is sure to come ont
afterwards. And if Judge Adelinc
Nilliers rightly she is woman who
would suffer acutely under the blow OF
such n disclosure. Besides this ill-used
girl may rcappcar?'
Il have thought of that" Scaward
answered sadly. "And yet / fancied
that She would not live long after
Glands descrtion. Hers was the kind
of beauty that one always associates
with carly decay"
"rhcn she was very beautifully"
Would You like TO see her portrait?"
said Aylstone. Il made n study of her
head"
Tho chaplain asSented, ard Seaward
led the way upstairs 10 the studio.
Then he turned up the lamps, and
went To a corner where two or three
unframed pictures were leaning against
the wall.
Il always meant to put her into "A
group, he said. II had an idea in my
mind, but | never carried IL out. and
then she disappeared; and somehow |
have never cared to look often at this
He turned the canvas TO the light, and
showed a pure delicate face. and soft
mass of golden hair, in which was a
spray of jeSsaninc. Only the head was
finished; some filmy drapery, gathered
loosely round the shoulders, was put in
with a few careless touches But it was
lifc-lillc countcnance that looked back
on the gnzcrs with beautiful melancholy
eyes and faint smile
IL have not flattercd her i'm the least"
remarked Scaward, and then. without
further comment, he carried the picture
ont of the light, and put it gently down
In the corner once more. ONLY this
I time the face was not turned towards
the wall.
They went downstairs and parted
somewhat gravely in the hall
ION Saturday afternoon" the chap
lain said, Il will bring Miss Winfield"
lie went out into the London night,
and Seward returned to the freside
and meditutcd, until the warmth and
quictness drew him away into dream
land. In sleep he saw the fair face
| lowering near another, whose richer.
]
ing thoughts. And it seemed To him
that the goldcn-haired woman looked
at him with mute cntrcaty as if pray
ing that the brown-eycd girl might have
happier fate than her own.
He woke up suddenly with two lines
of an old song ringing in his ears, and
and then he remembered that the man
who wrote that song was resting some
where under the green grass of the old
| Savoy churchyard. He went up to his
room with a firm step and resolutc
heart, singing George Withcr's we'll
known words i'll an undcrtone:
III she love me, this believe
would die ere she should grieye."
Seaward Aylstonc had gone regularly
to the chapel on Sundays for years. He
belonged TO the crowd of deep thinkers
and earnest brain-worl5crs who gath
cred round Mr.. Sidney, and found rest
and rcfreshmcnt in his teaching. There
was freshness and quictncss in the
/ chaplain's sermons; his voice guided his
hearers to the green pastures and still
waters of life, and Seaward, who was
an eager toiler, spending himself on his
art, felt the good of this restful inau-
encc.
Ono day he saw Olive among the con
grcgation and followed her. rs we have
seen, TO her own door. Other SUNDAYS
came, and he saw her again and again.
and he longed to speak to her and know
her. And then he opened his mind to
the chaplain.
Mr.. Sidney already knew something
of Samuel Wake, and had gone to the
booksellers house and talked To Olive
in her own home. 1t did not surprise
him that Seward had fallen in love
with this girls face, for the face had a
soul shining through it, and SEWARD
was not the man to liurer over n lamp
without "a flame. Nor did it surprise
him that the painter should frankly ask
for his help in the matter. lie was ac-
customcd, rs we know. 10 give counsel
20 the perplcXcd, and aid 20 those who
could get assistance from no other
quarter. Moreover, lie know that a
mans fancy" whether bred
In the heart or in the head"
may develop into one of those deep
loves which are the blessing or the
the curse Of life
Every love affair is mystery, and
those who bring two persons together
do not know whether they strike the
first note OF dirgc or re Deum