The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1897-08-27

try to think he is not worthy of your
regret"
That nerved me. 1 drank the wine
and said: 81 am not grievingl 1 am
glad-glad!"
And then broke into hysterica; weep
ing. 1 was but girl, and had been
tried hardly in the last few weeks. /
had thought all my tears spent, but
they flowed freely, as 1 buried my face
in the cushion of the chair and sobbed.
A gentle hand stroked my curls, and,
after 1 was quieter, 1 heard Willard
leave the library.
Cecil had gone to his own room, and
Mrs. Stone was alone, when at last /
returned to the drawing-room. She
understood me, 1 think, for when she
kissed me, she said:
/ 81 wanted to tell you before, but your
uncle forbade it,"
"Was he pleased?" asked.
81 cannot tell you. Mr.. Hay is an old
friend, and his only child will doubt
less inherit large wealth, but your uncle
never spoke of the matter to me be-
yond giving me the letter to read and
destroy and telling me to keep the mat
ter from you till we heard from Cecil"
"But the will?"
"Of that I know nothing
We were constrained party at break
fast, but when the meal was over Cecil
announced his determination to search
in Uncle Harry's room until the will
was found. Very gravely Willard adj
vised him to let the matter rest, but was
answered by such taunts as no man
could bear patiently.
"Have your will" he said. 1--WE will
all search again"
But after all the search fell upon Cecil
and Mrs. Stone. I would not stir a
finger, and Willard stood beside me
while the others turned over every pa
per and rummaged every corner. AS
Cecil opened a japan cabinet full of rare
coins end stones, I saw Willard turn
pale, and a moment later Cecil cried:
81 have found itI''
He opened it hastily. 1t was very
short, and as he read all the blood de-
serted his face and he gasped for breath.
1t was long before he spoke. Then he
said:
"You have seen this?"
81 have" said Willard, gravely.
"You-hid-it!''
''No! 1 suspected its whereabouts,
but did not know!"
"And you would have let it lie there 2"
Il will destroy it now if you consent.
Let the matter lie between us two"
He glanced nervously at me. But
Cecil said: marian must sec it," and
gave me the paper.
Then [ knew that my uncle had re-
voked his old legacy to Cecil and left
him five dollars, while my inheritance
was left intact, upon condition that I
married Willard.
The paper fell from my hands, and I
covered my face. Wizards voice broke
an oppressive silence.
''This paper concerns us only" he
said, "and I take the responsibility of
destroying it"
L heard match scrape and Cecil's
voice saying:
'You are nobler than ann
Footsteps left the room, and 1
thought 1 was alone till Iheard Wizards
voice, low and tender:
Marian" he said, your uncle
guessed the secret of my love for you,
though [ implored him to leave you
free, but he made the will you have just
seen. Only it's ashes remain, and you
are free, as before. Do not grieve,
Marian. 1t breaks my heart to see you
unhappy"
[ lifted my face then. My secret
must have been in my eyes, for l was
caught in a strong clasp, and a tender
kiss fell on my lips, as Willard whis-
pered:
''My love! Ny wife!"
So Cecil, returning to his own wife,
knew that his false faith had left no
broken heart at Wexford Place, where,
in the Christmas time of rejoicing,
there was a quiet wedding, and L be-
came indeed Wizards wife.-N. Y.
Ledger.