Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1892-01-23

whiri. Had she been mad that only
through suffering she had learned the
truth--the truth that III heart as we'll as
in name she was the wife of the man who
so eoldly had avowel his determination
of leaving hers Suddenly dismissine
the maid, regardless Of the rich draperies
elinging SO gracefully to her form, she
sank on her knees and p-aye1 As she had
never prayed before, then rose with
AMI moment later, with Good
night to her husband, swept out to
her carriage. No whisper of her IN
expected resolution passed her lips.
She watched all his preparations with
similar calrnaess, saw him pat his house
in order as though he expected never
to return, while her heart see mel break
inc tha, no outward sign Of suffering
escaped him.
Two days before he was to sail he left
which tht ship sailed: She stool in the
library, where he had told her his de
cision, awaiting his farewell. He en-
tered, the door cloe1 and they two were
alone.
"Good-bye, my wife," he said, in
tones which sounded cold. "Remember,
if yon need me, send for me. will
come God bless you'
Then for one instant sle was fo!de l
in his arms, kisses stran ;eiy III consonance
with his words, mad with passionatc
pain, ralncd on cheek, lip aud brow, al
most roughly she was thrown from lin,
and he was gone; bat his lips had told
her what his words had failed to 10 , had
lent fuel to fire; had given hope that the
love she felt for him might in time
awaken its answering love. 1t was a
busy scene, full os 81 ile,s rs we'll as
a,nu,ement, as the brave ship weighed
anchor and, to the sailors rough music
of.IIeave, ho,' st,rte down the stream.
All seemed t. have some frlenl, some
one near and dear to bid them "Gol
speel!' One man atone hal none. Til =
picture Florence had seen in her mirror
was verified, rs with sal, strainny eyes
| he watched the fast recedinys, streets.
! She, who should have been there, was
absent; he would have non. other. 1t
was over now the necessity for coacell
! ment; there was no one now to discover
traces of care or furrows Of tears. 1t
was over. How could he llvea he
thought, as, with but ore desire, to b.
alone with his souls agony, he dc
scendei to his sttte-coon. Opening tA"
| door he started, AMI hal almost fallen
Misery had conjurel up glo7ts. kae..
ing, her face burie iu her hllfls, WAS I
woman's form. None other on eArs;l Wit.
that same peerless grace.
"Florcnce' he sads anil his voc
sounded strange and husky. FLORENCE.
now entering an, closing the dor.
,.rhaak Gol, darl,as, egea yo~
snil.,l has visited me.
Bat in another moment he knows It ]
no spirit. Two loving arms are clasp
close about his neck, a beautiful solde
head is pillowel on his heart, and h,
hears hi, VIE soN on. Ier woyis Q
catrcaty:
Il could not help It, Malcolm. d,
nos, %, 10 no. sen me back l vii
90 anything, 60 anywhere, but d. no
forget am your wife, my righful shelly
your breast Perhaps IN time yo1HvH
learn u love me- Let ma try Is tet2a
yon- N
r, teac;n me- Floreace, are yo'
mao. or am II Daring, dill xol no
know vol were /t1c oae love Of n
lie, anl that Ieft you only to free IN
Gagged b:rsl>f tAus give YOU happiness
on, my16wn, if this IS dreaming, !e; m
lrea21 on forever, les. the waking kili'
but Malcolm Hayes's dream is !ifc lon.
= growing in beauty with It's growth, n
when, their voyage over, they Ietu-c ono
: ;aorc - their c4ar;ning home, ss wcli
Gro ye.cd ballroom or IL tIr sl.c,;,