The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1903-10-31

covering herself, she said, very
quietly:
"I did not know he had gone away,
uncle"
"The deuce you did not? Well,
he left, bag and baggage, on the up
train last uight, and-why, what does
this mean? Here's his name in the
late list of passengers on the Cynthia,
which sailed for Liverpool this morn
ing, Maud, do you hear?"
No; Maud did not hear, for she
had tainted.
X X X x X X
A glorious August sunset tinged
earth and sky. The great ocean lay
calm and unrufled, receiving placid
1y the evening kisses of the god of
day.
The beach, white and glistening was
fecked here and there by the suns
lact rasze. which heorred softly Or,
the bowed head OF lady standing on
the veranda OF the great white hotel.
She was a very beautiful woman,
some years past her first youth, tall
and beautifully formed, her every
motion grace magnificent eyes, dark
as midnight, aDd masses of hair which
the CLINT of the sun turned to burn
ished gold.
She leaned list1essly against pill
lar her eyes wandering wearily over
the scene before her. There were
signs of sorrow in her face, beauti-
full though it was, and in her dark,
dreamy eyes was far-away look, as
if ever watching for some one.
There was a sound of girlish laugh
ter, the rustic of dress, and then
voice from the window said
ooh, Miss Darlington, do, please,
come in and sing for us. l have
some new music I would like you to
try for me-do come !"
"With pleasure, Ella" said the
lady, smiling, as she turned to go in.
She seated herself at the piano and
sang song after song. Her voice was
grand one-a deep, rich contralto,
just suited to herself.
Several gentlemen, attracted by the
music, sauntered toward the windows
of the parlor. One, a tall, hand
some, dark-faced man, drew near and
leaned near the railing of the veran-
da. He could not see the singer
from where he stood, but as the rich,
full tones rose and fell on the air, his
face became a study.
miss Carrington," said a lady
who sat near the fair songstress,
please sing us your favorite-will
you not p
Maud Darlington hesitated for
moment, and then, softly striking a
few chords, she began singing, in a
voice that thrilled with emotion:
"Could you come back to me
Douglas Douglasi
In the old likeness that knew,
/ would be SO faithful, so loving,
Douglas, Douglas, tender and true!
smef as sweet as the SGls angels DO
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"Oh. to call back the days that are not!
Mine eyes were blinded, your words were
Do YOU know the truth up in Heaven2
Douglas Douglas, tender and trueF'
As she finished the verse, II was
not half worthy of you, Douglas !'
she rose from the piano, stepping
through the window and hurried to
distant part of the veranda; leaning
her head against one Of the pillars,
she sobbed.
ooh, Douglas, Douglas !! where
are you? Will you never come back
to me? Will this weary waiting
never end 2"
A hurried step close to her; she
turned her head and looked up,
straight into the eyes of gentleman
standing beside her. She turned pale
as death, but before she could speak,
he bent over her, and said, i'll voice
too low for other ears
"Do you mean it, Maud? ! am
here in answer to the prayer my heart
has been repeating to itself all these
years? May 1 come back to you
Will you call back the days that are
not Tell me, my beautiful darling,
may l be in very truth your Douglas,
tender and true ?"
AS he spoke, the color came back
to Maud's cheeks and as she raised
her lovely eyes to his when he ceased,
Douglas Raymond, for it was he, read
through the tears, glistening in them
her answer.
So, after ten years of waiting, they
had found each other at last "tender
and true !"-Wev York Weekly.
A DEVOTED father, after days abb
sence, was met by his two little sons.
"Have you been good boys p ST.
lence. "Have you been good boys ?"
"No, papa, I called grandma a bad
word," said the fve-year-old, turning
scarlet. "Is it possible? What did