The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-10-15

nome, wherein her memory must always
dwell Indeed. she let her thoughts go
SO far forward to see, and to listen to, the
happy boys and girls who might run and
shout gleefully through the fair, large
rooms. and the sweet, shaded garden
her skill and taste had ordered and plant
cd; Thus her generosity made her par
whoever partakes of a pleasure has their
share of 1t and comes into contact not
only with the happiness. but with the
other partakers of happiness, divine
kind of interest for generous deeds which
we may all appropriate.
Nothing is more contagious than joy,
and Hyde was now a living joy through
all the house. His voice had caught a
new tone, his feet more buoyant step,
he carried himself like a man expectant
of some glorious heritage. So eager, SO
ardent, so ready to be happy, he inspired
every one with his buoyant gladness Of
art. He could at least talk to Cornelia
with his pen every day, yes, every hour,
to transfer in letter his own light heart
edness, the words he wrote would have
shone upon the paper.
The next morning Mary Damer
nelta was possible, and she knew also
that it would really be as fateful to
herself as to Hyde. If, as she sus-
PPeGdted. it was Rem Van AIieng who
there was only one conceivable result.
honorable English girl, loving truth
with all her heart, and despising what
ever was underhand and .disloyal, had
but one course to take-she must break
off her engagement with a man so far
6elow her standard of simple morality.
She could not trust his honor, and what
security has love in a heart without
honor?
So she looked anxiously at Annie as
she entered, and Annie would not keep
her in suspense There was letter
from Miss Moran last night. She loves
George yet. She rewrote the unfortu-
nate letter and this time it found its
heart at this very moment
Il am glad of that, Annie. But who
has the first letter."
/ think you know. Mary
You mean Mr.. Van Ariens?''
Then there is no more to be said. /
snail al write to him as soon as possible
mo, no, be content, Annie. The right
nor l could desire any other end, even
to our own love story
But you must suffer"
Not much None of us weep If we
lose what is of no value. And I have
IS always conditioned by the unhappi-
ness of some one else. Love usually
builds his home out of the wreck of
o other I homes: Your cousin and Cor
others that must suffer that they may
be So. will go now, Annie, because
until have written Mr. Van Ariens I
shall not feel free. And also 1 do not
letter he spoke of such an intention
80 the two letters-that of Hyde TO
Gornelia, and that of Mary Damer to
Van Ariens-left, England for America
In the same packet, and though Mary
Damer undoubtedly had some suffer
ing and disappointment to conquer the
at the Manor she was just the same
bright. courageous girl, ready for every
emergency and equally ready to make
the most of ever pleasure
And the tone of the Manor house was
now set to a key of the highest joy and
expectation. Hyde uneonsc1ously struck
the note, for he was happily busy from
morning to night relating either to his
marriage or to his future as the head of ),
great household. All his old exigent e1-
travagant liking for, rich clothing re-
turned to him. He had constant visits
from his London tailor, dapper little
artist, who brought with him a profusion
of rich cloth, silk and satin, and who
firmly believed that the tailor made the
man. There were also endless Interviews
with his family lawyers, endless readings
of law papers, and endless consulta tons
about rights and SUGGESTIONS, which HYDE
was glad and grateful TO leave much to
his father wisdom and generosity
At the beginning Of this happy period
Hyde had been sure that the business
In three weeks; month had appeared
to be quite unreasonable, and ar i'm
possible delay, but the months passed,
and it was near the middle of November
when all things We're ready for his voy-
age. His mother would then have urged
the postponement until spring, but She
knew that George would brook no further
delay, and she was wise enough TO ac-
cept the inevitable cheerfully, and thus
by letting her will lead her in the very
road necessity. drove her, she preserved
not only her liberty but her desire.
Some of these last days We're occupied
in selecting from her jewels presents
for Cornelia, with webs of gold and silver
tissue, and Spitalfeld's silks so rich and
heavy that no mortal woman might hope
to outwear them. To these Annie had
added from her own store of lace many
valua bic pieces and the happy bridegroom
was proud to see that love was going to
send him away with both arms full for
the beloved.
The best gift, however, came at last,
gold or land, though he gave gener-
ously of both Of these, but one which
him, and which he knew must have cost
his father much self-abnegation. 1t was
the following letter.
ITO DR.. John Moran:
MY Dear aSir-It seems. then, that
our dear children love each other SO
well that it IS beyond our right. even
as parents, to forbid their maria ge.
humble and ardent sutton for Miss
Moran's hand. all the favor which sin
eere devotion to her deserves We
have both been young, we have beth
some atonement for any grievance or
Injustice you remember against my
self Had We known each other bet
ter we should doubtless have loved
rage viii make US kin, I offer You my
hand. with all 1t implies, OF regret for
the past and respect for sthe future.
Your servant to command