The morning call., 1892-07-10

earlier how things were. Ii was cruel of me to
let you go on loving me without telling You the
truth. j was afraid 10 at last; but now you are
away II seems less difficult 10 say. Forgive me.
Look elsewhere for more fitting mafe-some
one who can fully share your new lf. with you,
and help you as 4 wife should. with head, heart
ana handsome one who can love You better
than DORIS.
An hour went by, maybe two, while the
hardening went on. while the love died
} away and the light and the ioy of life
dimmed and flickered ont. leaving me IN
darkness with hale and revenge. Then
rose up and looked round at the difference
Of things, for all seemed altered and not the
same moved to my desk, and, unlocking
drawer. took cut all her letters, ana they.
| too, had altered and were merely so many
| pieces of paper not sacred Things 10 De
! touched with reverence like bits OF the molly
! rood But the breath OF lavender from
| NV ewes hot and tightening my throat.
| For a second or two l paused. looking
| at the vision that grew out Of them, till
| anger puffed and blew it all away, lpaving
me with only the bundle of papers. This ]
wrapped up, along with dead rose and
lock OF yellow hair, and directed to Miss
Hanlow, Ranston-In- the Vale. Worcester
shire. England
Here" said !, as Mia. my uncle's old
housekeeper h0bbled In to lay the cloth for
tea; ''let one of the lads take this to the
station before dark. No matter; IN take
it myself. Where's Boss?
"Gon' away?" said Boss Wilson, as |
pulled up, half an hour later, at the gate
he was mending-''iust as the cOrn's vel
lOwin' for the machines? Summat wrong?
Y on look kinder ht-hope faint serious"
lie wiped his face, looking hard at mine.
which | turned away, feeling it was a tell
tale.
'You won't be alone long" l went on.
''My father is on his way and will take
possession of the farm aud see 20 things in
my absence. / have asked him 10 keep yOu
on, Boss. and | think you'll find him good
sort. Good-by. See You again some day
when Pye-when I've found what want
L glanced down at his furroNed lace aud
saw kindness in Ii.
Lost summat, gaferP" said he. and l
could feel the search OF his look. He was
shrewd man, twice my age, and may have
noticed many things since we had been to-
gether.
LAY, I've lost something" | answered,
but it's not that Tm after, Boss. No use
hunting for broken bubbles, l take it"
mo, 'tain't," drawled Boss, "but what
ever you're after itll tex some findin'. /
guess. an You may seour the world up an
down an fine il in yourself when all's done.
Have good knock round, gaffer. an' when
its all burnt out come back again an mex
friends wi things"
| could see his ontstretched hand, and
mine went to it lnvoluntarily.
'S'long, gatfer." was all | heard as the
horse leaped away With me down the rough
track.
80 long" | said to the hot sill and
the Western solitude, where | had dreamed
my dreams awhile, tolerant Of the summer
loneliness rs long as | could people il with
fancy and see Doris and good company
beyond it. But to remain there with my
dead hopes ali about me grinning like
marioDettes which love had made caper,
deiuded by its own magic; 70 live on
through the long monotonous heat with no
opposite shore for the bridge Of thought to
touch, with no future but fogbank where
had been a fair country. No, | could not.