The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1896-10-10

summer sky.
"All Gods universe is at rest" said
Margie, her voice breaking upon his
ear like a strain OF music. "Oh, Archer
/ Trevlyn, be at peace with all mankind"
II am-with all but him"
And with him. also. The heart
/ which bears malice cannot be happy
1 heart. There has been great wrong
done--I have heard the sad story-but
! IL is divine to forgive. The man who
/ can pardon the enemy who has wrought
him evil. rises TO a height where moth
1 ing Of these earthly temptations can
harm him more lie stands on a level
with the angels of God. IL you have
been injured. let it pass II your par
ents were hurried ont OF the world b.
his cruelty. think how much sooner
they tasted the bliss OF heaven, Every
wrong will in due time be avenged.
Justice will be done for the infinite One
has promised IT, Leave it in His hands
Archer before leave You. promise 20
forgive Mr.. Trevlyn."
Il cannot! cannot" ne cried,
hoarsely. "Oh, Margie. Miss Harrison,
ask Of me anything but that, even TO
the sacrifice of my life. and will will
ingly oblige YOU. but not that, not
that
THAT is all 7 ask. Ii is for your
good and my peace of mind that ! de-
Inand it, You have no tsht to make
me unhappy, as your persistence in this
dreadful course viii do. Promise rae,
Archer Trevlyn''
She put her hand on HIS shouider: ne
turned his head and pressed his lips
upon It. She did not draw IL away. but
stood, melting his hard heart with her
wonderfully sweet gaze. lie yielded all
at once-she knew she had conquered.
He sank down on one knee before her.
and bowed his face upon his hands.
She stopped over him, hey hair swept
/ his shoulders. the brown rtingling with
/ the deeper chestnut of his curling
locks.
You will promise me. Mr.. TreylynG'
/ He looked up suddenly.
What will You give me II | prom
ise?"
ASK for it,
lie lifted a curl of shining hair.
Yes" she said. Promise me what
ask, and will give il TO you"
He took his pocket-Snife and severed
the tress.
81 promise you. ! break my vow:
seek no revenge I forgive John Trey
Ign, and may God forgive him also lie
Is safe from me. ! submit 10 have my
parents sleep on unavenged. leave
him and his sins to the God whom he
denies; and all because you have asked
Il Of me"
Slowly and silently they went up tc
The house At the door he said nc
good-night-he only held her hand
moment, closely, and then turned away
: Paul Linmere's wedding day drew
near. Between him and Margie there
!, was no semblance OF affection. Hel
=, GOODNESS never varied, and after a few
4 fruitless attempts 10 excite In her som
- manifestation of interest, he took hi
r cue from her, and was as coldly indif
}. ferent as herself.
e A few days before the tenth Of Octo
o Der. which was the day appointed 70
J. the bridal, Dick Turner. one OF Paul
friends, gave a supper at the Bachelors
e club. A supper In honor of Paul. or I
d testify the sorrow Of the club at the los
,e OF one OF It's members. 1t was a yer
RI hilarious occasion. and the toasting an
a wine-drinking extended far into tn
small hours.
20 In a somewhat elevated frame ,
I'd mind. Mr.. Paul Linmere left the room
e, OF the club at about three o'clock In IL
n morning, TO return home. His way la
lie along the most deserted part OF II
IN city-a place where there were fe
dwellings. am the buildings We
be mostly etores anA Esfc-hcuses.