Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1896-03-19
but impIored him not to betray me- and

out l inpiored him not to betray rn. and
spoll your happiness as well as his own.
don't think that even then he would
nave consented to remain silent-for he
Knew how obstinate you were, and that
You would never listen to reason-on,y
that you yourself came and called him.
Lou looked so pretty and loving, Jenny,
us you stood outside the window, l dl..
not wonder he could not give you up.
Jane did not answer She was Won
derlng whether it was not her own OBJ
stlnacy, at first, which she had hitherto
dlgnihed by the name of firnness, that
mad really been to blame for all that
lad subsequently occurred All, well, if
1t We're so, she was sufficiently punished.
There would be no more efforts to try to
make her change her mind. Her firm
ness was no longer doubted. On this she
could congratulate herself; but, OH what
a barren honor it was
80 the days dragged on-those last days
Which are most difficult to live through,
when, all arrangements having been
made, and nothing left to do to occupy
the hands at least, if not the mind, it
only remains to wait patiently the mo-
ment of departure.
Only four days remained when Stephen
Prlnsep rode up to the Quartermaster's
bungalow, and meeting Mrs. Knox, was
allowed to go in alone to find Jane. He
opened the door quietly, and stood upon
the threshold. There she was, leaning
against the window frame, her face
pressed against the glass, as she looked
along the road. Was she looking for
him? He had taken another road, so it
happened that she did not see him come.
The light shining through the window
showed clearly the slender outline of her
dropping figure, and made her dark-blue
serge assume u richer hue for the time.
Her hair cleaned like gold in the strong
light, but it seemed as though nothing
could give brightness to the sweet, pale
face, the tired eyes, SO languidly appraised.
Nothing? That remained to be seen.
He came forward quietly, so quietly
that, still as everything was in the room,
she never heard his footsteps. He had
risked his all on this chance of taking her
by surprise would he fail? Hope, doubt,
and despair chased each other through
his brain as he stood with arms stretched
forward.
Jenny! My lovev'
She turned and saw him. A quick
CLEAN came into the hazel eyes, a warm
flush made more beautiful the lovely, sor-
roWful face. She forgot everything save
that he loved her, and was here, as with
glad low cry she threw herself weeping
into his arms.
When, the first happy oblivion over,
she tried to draw herself away again, she
found it was too late. He held her fast.
"Do you think shall ever let you es-
cape me again?" he asked with trium
plant, tender smile.
Il thought you were not even coming to
say good-by,'" she sobbed, tearfully, as
though to excuse, or at least account for
her emotion.
'Nor have 1. Please heaven, shall
not say good-by' to you again, my dar-
ling"
She shook her head, yet could not re-
strain a happy smile at his masterful
manner.
"Nve start for England on Friday
disengaging herself from his embrace.
"An unlucky day. Marry me to-mor-
row instead!' he suggested, audaciously.
'Have you forgotteny' she asked, re-
proachfully. "How could | marry you,
when should only bring disgrace?"
"And happiness complete, and pride
unspeakable in the loveliest wife man
ever had! Would all that count for moth
ing?"
The sweet flattery soothed her momen-
tary indignation. There was no shadow
on her face as she looked up to ask him
shyly:
"And you have loved NEAL the time"
The answer was so evidently satisfac-
tory that his offense was condoned, and
he was allowed to unfold his plans and
subject them to her approval.
Jane could, only smile her thanks, her
feelings were too deep for words; yet the
lovely humid eyes told their own tale of
gratitude and love. They could never
misunderstood each other again.
Presently Stephen Prinsep raised her
two white hands and looked at them crit
ically.
"You have the loveliest hands in the
world, Jenny, and they certainly need no
adornment; but why is it you never wear
q ring? That silver one"
81 lost the best part of thatv' was the
quick reply.
II wonder if by any chance I found it?''
It was growing dark, but even through
the gloom the golden hoop shone brightly
as he drew it from his pocket
She recognized it at once, and blushing
beautifully, stretched out her hand to
take it.
But he held it high above her head
''Not yet, my love-not yet! 1t shall be
yours again very soon, never fear; but not
now--not to-day-to-morrow!'
(The end)
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