Semi-weekly independent. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1895-1897, 1896-02-15

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of The Room ard down the softly carpeted
stairs, cogitating:
II wonder what her sorrow may be-"
she %murmare-l. running her hand thought
fully along the heavy walnut balustrade.
'lt must be a love trouble. for every time
ST.. Valentines Day comes around she
grows palcr and keeps her room, wanting
10 hr alone
And the observing Jane was correct ~
her conriGsion.
Truly thr blaze was all the company
Miss Seymour cared for tonight of all
nights. for out of the cleaning west seem
ell 20 come a tenderly uttered Goodbye.
Hepsie: | IAN never forget"
And Tonight. as the dusk of Valentine
Eve dcepencd around her, Hepsie Sey-
mour sobbed up against the window
pane ~ think he still remembers. l have
remembered until my heart is cankered
through with the bitterness all its own"
The stars were coming out now. one by
one, ana great shadows trailcd through
the shru5bery and crept around The
Oaks."
\ panied face seemed to rise out of the
night and search her soul with its dark.
yet kindly eyes. as once. on Il Valentine
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hearth with a sigh once more. How |
suffer- she moaned. rocking TO and fro,
with the blaze for ompan
81 the time which brings loving avow-
ais and sweet remembrance for the world
OF happy hearted youth. and warmer pull
sations to the hearts of the elderly lovers.
only brought an agony of regret to the
heiress - Oak Hill.
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Eantly appointed rooms. with arms folded
over her bosom. she rocked YEARLY TO and
fro. recounting the brilliant and saddest
of iIfe's memories.
Up from the valley came a chime of
silvcry. musical notes. She paused. Wed
ding bells. She murmured. impatiently.
gong back to the window and throwing
open tn. sash to listen.
SIX years ago tonight" she continued.
81 sent my hearts truest and best away
because he was poor, -. that | could re-
CAL the past and welcome Horace back
Once more: but | cannot: woe is me-
The bells ceased ringing: bat Hepsie.
Needless ii the cold. wintry air, stood
silently r~ia>ping her hands. and gazing
Ear down the shadowy vale of st. Cath
crime ami time together.
60 NhN ~dAi presently. i nave WITT
ten. and, though he may spurn my CON
f~essIon. coming so late rs il does. | am
glad | som the letter. lie has made no
sign; perhaps even now he hates me for
the wrctehed past.
y matter. ! nave borne a great deal.
] IAN bear more.
y cnn bear Ia be ignored by the man
whose love means life to me. because |
deserve il. but God pity mer,'
She closed the sash and went back TO the
fire, kindled for company" and sat down.
The siow Of the CHEEKY flame flickerei
over tn. soft. satin gown and touched the
fearstainel face dreamily.
-. that h. still loved rue,' She clasp
ed her hands passionatcly and continued:
All the wealth of the Oaks might 90 nj
one sweep Of fortunes wave did the re-
turning tide bear Horace Winters love to
me But. alas. | cannot undo.
God only knew: and with Him all
things We're possible 1t might be yet
and Tonight was the anrjversary-what
X IT, John
The polite servant stood ut the open
door, with cap in hand.
There an old man Mt the gate rs
wants /, cold bite. ma'am. and cravin' a
shelter from the bitter night"
A old nam: Well. bring him into the
sitting room below and | will see about
1t"
NepsIe sighed again. this time almost
contentejly-if she could not comfort her
self she would comfort another-and, fol
lowing John downstairs. she waited. a
tramp. possibly" she said, YEARLY; "but
framps have souls
An old, gray-haircd man followed JohT
into the pleasant comfort OF CHEEKY
warmth
You are hungry" Miss Seymour sait
the words with II mist Nf sympathy in he
dark eyes. Before her sat n shiverin.
man. with the snow flakes sprinkling hi
whitencd locks and poor attire. DESPITE
ms rough exterior. she felt instinctivel,
that ~ was a man of culture and had seer
better times.
"Yes. ma'am. and very cold. The worlt
hasn't y great deal it can spare to the un
Fortunate lie put his hand 70 his hea'
and looked thoughtfully into the CRATE.
Hepsle ordered something % eat am
made no reply. Somehow the words op
-ened a wound she had fondly hoped wa