Virginia gazette. [volume] (Williamsburg, Va.) 1893-192?, 1902-11-29
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aSANe hih. OUT What can they do.
when he Is SO lowg Some mental
| trouble. too. they said. think. Some
weight upon his mind that makes II
worse for him 20 pull along. II is.
very sad. WiathoD's n thoroughly
GOOD man"
1t is very sad" said Beatrice gen
| tly. She could no; drive him away
WHOM h. was speaking or death. and
she could not lnd Il in hex heart 60 ha
other than truly sorry Cor the man 50
IN.
AMI vonr sister. Miss eatrscce"
Alicia is recovering more every
day she answered. steadily. az
seems strange. does Il NOT. that they
two should nc the ones TO have been
most hurt. Mr.. Bcnsonhurst:"
Then she bit her lip and paused.
shaking out her parasol to raise IL. Il
/ were better TO forget thar day on
board the Banjo-hctter every way.
I Tor remembering il she must also re.
member the strength OF his arm and
( his tender words in her fear She felt
The deepening color in her face and
/ FASTENED 20 raise her parasol.
1t is SO provoking" she said impa-
I t,enly.
/ He took il from her hands with quiet
authority. and. raising &C.. held IL over
. her. walking az her side They were
i upon The sands and alone. save a few
/ s;ray.nc far up the beach.
Beatrice" he said. and she knew
F what he would say from the gentle
/ ness o. his voice. although ne did not
f offer 10 touch even hex hand. some
f time ago you sent me away with 4
f riddle on your lips You did not tell
.ne that YOU did not love me. bat you
+ sent me away. Perhaps you told me
there was no hope but I would not al
+ l'w myself 20 believe that. FOR loved
YOU too truly. So waited with won
4 deriul patience hoping that Won would
f recall me. but you did not. Beatrice.
that day when az OF Us might have
met death. l knew that I had waited
long enough 10 learn your heart.
F caI he patient no longer. 1 ask you
. again to-day II You can tell me truly.
F as You would tell the man who loves
. you. II still there is TO h.pes"
She fr0wned. her eyes studiously
fent upon the sand. trying 10 keep her
. lips steady and stern. But she must
answer him. she would not let him
think her weak and foolish and inca
pabl- OF sending him away * she
would
Il am waiting. dearest" said Greg
DRY BensOnhurst. quietly.
And then. rs though some powerful
wave had risen and swept away her
f anger and her pride and left only love.
she lifted her eyes softly and swectiy
20 his. uttering no word. and clasped
. her two hands around his arm. her
+ lips trembling. her face radiant.
Alecla was right" he said. by and
by. rs they sat on the sands. watch
.ng the ocean and the ships and the
light sum.Ier clouds. hut very happy
IN their indolcnce. All things do
come % him who waits. nay dearest"
Yes" said Beatrice. slowly and re-
lucranuy. as though even i'm her own
happiness she could not wish happ.-
ness 20 come 20 the man she had SO
resoiutcly hated. And who knows
but it may come even 90 John Win
throp, Gregory: ! have feared so.
am wise. too. maybe. n I am not Ale.
ella. Perhaps the great mantle CT
charity that we hear so much about.
but seldom see. has been folded away
SO long. save q scant corner that is
dragged heavily upon some shoulder.
that we have almost forgotten 10 un-
fold 10 as we DO our other good wrap
pings. 10 discover whether the moths
have gotten in II or no. We sometimes
unfold precious old stuffs. YOU know.
only 10 ind that they fan 10 dust and
ashes in our hands And who knows
but death may be the moth that dis
covers the forgotten mantle. Gregory
death lays bare so many things
What DO you mean. dearest!" Ques-
toned her lover.
But Beatrice shook her head and
would say no more. though he shyewd-
" knew that II was OF John Win
thrOp she spoke,
But one might have thought she
knew rs well as her lover OF what
was passing unseen. for at that mo-
ment Mrs. Winthrop. tapping upon
Alecia's door. and being summoned
70 enter. crossed swiftly 10 her side.
smile on the beautiful womau's face
lifted 70 hers bending above her. as
she held out her hands. keeping her
voice steady by strong viii. as she
said IN her gentle voice with the ten
der accent:
"Mrs. Graham, II thee loves me-
or II thee loves my son. come 20 him.
he Is dying and calls for theer'