Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1894-05-31

queen. Westheld her iatherS homei
was but few miles from London she
would take her thither.
She dispatched messenger to Lady
Fanshawe, telling her what had hap
pened and what she had done, and then
ordered q carriage and took Leonie
home to West6eld, The doctors pro-
nounced it to be case Of brain fever,
from which there did not seem any
chance for the patients recovery.
It was June day on which Leonie
Rayner had turned from her sin and
fed from further temptation-iled re-
solving to be loyal and true for the rest
Of her life, come what might The
wheat was standing In huge golden
sheaves, and the fruit was hanging
ripe on the trees when s. he opened her
eyes to reason and light-such feeble
reason, such dim light. At first she
was conscious Of no other sensation but
that of lying at rest, and then, when
that became familiar to her, she began
to understand that she was more help
less and feeble than child. She tried
to raise her hand, but could not she
tried to speak, but the trembling lips
could form no words; then she looked
round, but the place was all strange to
her. Near the window she saw the
outline Of womans figure; Leonie
raised one of her hands, and IL seemed
to her that it must belong to some one
else, it was so white, SO thin. so lrail,
And then, slowly, gradually, the
once active brain logan to work again;
memory and reason, the power Of
thought, began toreturn to her. She
sighed deeply, and the figure at the
window hastily turned round.
"Ethelw she whispered, family,
"My darling Thank heaven, you are
yourself once more" and the next mo-
ment Ethel Dacre was kneeling by the
bedside holding the frail, trembling
figure in her arms.
"Tell me where l am, Ethel" she
said.
"You are in my home-Westlield;
you have been here ever since you were
taken ILL.,
How long is that" asked the faint
voice.
More than six weeks, Leonie, But
you must not talk-you must rest.
"Restw The word fell like q chime
of half-forgotten bells-like the faint,
sweet music of adream. REST" The
poor, half-dazed mind dwelt on the
word-it opened the whole past to her.
"Does every one know, Ethel? she
asked.
Eyes, my darling, everyone knows,
and everyone says you are the noblest
woman in the world.
Her fair name had been saved from
all stain or reproach. She turned her
face away, and fell into q sweet, dream
less sleep, every moment of which was
full of healing to her.
1t was some weeks longer before she
was able to leave her room. Once or
twice she thought to talk to Ethel
about that terrible past, but Miss
Dacre would not hear word.
when you are stronger, Leonie,
you shall say what you like, but not
now. Make haste and grow strong.
Papa wants to take us both to France.
Would you like to visit Reims, where
your mothers family live? We will
go there and stay until you are quite
we'll"
The idea Of visiting Reims delighted
her, and then, by degrees, as Leonie
grew stronger, Ethel told her how
Lady Fanshawe was still at the London
house, experimenting affairs, and how
Paul had taken possession of his es-
tates, and now was installed as Lord
Charnleigh.
"How is he, Ethel? Did you ever see
him." she asked.
"Yes-I see him every day, Leonie.
He drives over to see how you are. "
Then, noticing that the sweet face
grew pale, she added, "You will not
see him, Leonie. DR.. Markham has
forbidden me to allow anyone to see
you until we return from France. Hall
fashionable London has sent to ask
about YOU"
Then people do not like me less be-
eau l am no longer countess?" she
said
81 think all sensible people like you
better than ever, replied Ethel
when you are stronger l will show
you what all the papers have said about
you'll have carefully preserved then
| anu Jnen you Will uHucFStduu HON
you are appreciated"
Leonie did not grow strong as soor
as Miss Dacre had hoped. When she
was able to travel, Sir Huntley tool
them both to Reims. The brave OLE
general had grown very fond of the
girl who had acted in what he called {
truly brave and loyal fashion. II,
would have done anything for her, lie
onie begged hard that she might SCI
Lady Fanshawe before she went, bu
Ethel was firm.
Lady Fanshawe was grievel yer!
much about you" she remarked; "in
deed, for a long time she persisted il
saving that there must be mistake
about the will. If you were to see he
it would only bring about rush o
painful memories. You must wait IN
til you return. "
Ethel, said Leonie, "you evaded m
question the other day. How is Paul:
Miss Dacre's face flushed.
} "Lccn g." said she, Paul loves yo
too we'll to be happy; he would Civ
back his earldom, dear, to win you"
But Leonie Rayner looked with frank
clear eyes into her friends face.
Il shall never Gct falsely agar
J Ethel, while / live; and l cannot mari
! Paul, because with all my heart l Low
F! Bertram Gordon"