Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1893-08-24

her image, with her soft hair and her
loving eyes. Who could see her and
not love her. And yet was hard and
harsh to her. Too long self-suppressed,
I dreaded emotion. I dared not give
rein to my feeling, whether of joy or
hope Or love. was cold to her. [ did
not even love her then, for barrier
seemed to keep us apart. She did not
understand me, and [ dreaded lest she
should. [ prayed then, but my prayer
| was denied"
He paused, painting, then went on:
"Then-then, you know, she found
those papers: and-oh God.-the dis
covery killed her. My mother uttered
words that never will leave my mem
| ory-'First Assunta, now Mabel [
| was shooting on Benichon, and they
| bid me come home, and I was too late:
not one word-not one. My God was
Nemes'. [ have not known one mo-
ments rest since my wife died."
Angus covered his face with his
hands, and wept with the awful over
whelming grief of a strong man
| crushed. Perdita, terrified and in sore
| trouble, knew not what to do, but
gently stroked his knee.
Presently he raised his head, and,
took her hand in both Of his. 4 have
but one hope in life now," he said,
| ''and that is, that you, in their names
and your own, will forgive me-"
II dol forgive you, as I hope to be
| forgiven: and in my fathers and my
! mothers names | pray God to forgive
you freely"
He pressed her hand to his lips, then
! rose up.
"Good-by," he said-''I am going
abroad; perhaps [ may never return
again. You will take care of my
mother, will you not?"
II will indeed.
"And try to be to her what she WASP"
II will try"
| He looked at her very wistfully.
''Perdita," he said you loved Mabel;
you knew her very we'll: tell me, was
she very unhappy"
rained down her cheeks. She had only
had one little heart-broken note from
| Mabel: telling her that marriage was a
sad and miserable thing. Angus looked
at her fxedly.
| "Do not answer me-" he said, ''only
say good-bye: [ must CO.
Once more he kissed her hand, and
| left the room.
! Perdita sat down: she was utterly be-
wildered by all that had passed. and
| strove to collect her thoughts. Her
| whole mind being intent on the one
| subject, and did not hear a rapid foot
cross the room. and did not look up till
| Edward Norton stood before her. In
one moment she was sobbing On his
| breast. All, all had passed away-this
| terrible story of guilt and sorrow
| and bereavement new and
boundless heaven of JOY was opening
before her. To he life's end Perdita
| Macmonach faithfully kept the I'M
! happy Angus secret.
The next morning Perdita was taken
| to Lady Armine's house to see Lady
| Grisel.
! It was very sad meeting at first; all
| the black dresses and sad faces brought
poor pretty Mabel wildly to Perdita's
mind. In spite of the new bright joy
that seemed to transform her, she could
not suppress her tears when Lady Grisel
! took herin her arms and kissed her.
! Those tears won the lonely woman's
heart at once. She had felt as if she
could never love another fair young
girl as he had loved her daughter-in-
law. She felt almost Jealous of a youth
and beauty that might try to rival
Mabel in her love- But she found not
| rival but fellow-mourner, who had
known Mabel, and whom Mabel had
often spoken Of as $50 beautiful and SO
charming"
Then came new sense OF possession,
for at once the mothers eye caught
the strong resemblance to her hand
some son. The fair brow. the curve of
lip and chin-all brought Evan to her
mind so much that it seemed as ii she
would never weary of tracing every
line in Perditas face.
Lady Grisel was anxious that the two
weddings should be soon-before the
winter came. They must be very quiet,
and take place in London.s
The lawyers demanded at least six
weeks to arrange Perdita's celebrated
settlements: and when this was to be
done, Andrew told his own views for
the future. He absolutely refused to
return to Stafford. He said he could
never bear the place without his wife,
and he could only be thankful that now
his duty need not compel him to go
there. He would live in London with
jacques. The estate should be absolutely
settled on Perdita and her husband.
On cold brilliant day in the first
DAYS of November all signs of mourning
were put aside, and Margaret Mac
monach and Mildred Grethard were
married.
There were anxious loving prayers
going up to God all day: smiles for the
present, and tears for the past.
On Mable's grave Angus has caused
stone of marble, white, and pure as
driven snow, to be placed, and on it, in
small letters carved:
MABEL MACMONACH,
Aged 20 years,
AND HER INFANT SON.
weep We not for tho dead, neither bemoan him
But weep for him that goeth away for be
Shall return more his native coln-
try"
THE END.
A Sharp Question to the Bishop.
When Bishop Whitaker was in Can
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