Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1905-12-16

anu Nt4llitlI.
Through all these luns years she mad
toIle1 ns q worker in z CRY IactUgy. N
order 10 nay the needful takes, and
The interest on The mortgage, thai slie
might keep ths homestead farm-
Rad Tenants had imposed upon and
niseatsd her. One on two had 'ilevani-
ed making mo payment NJ all The
luna han been neglected The buildings
rad moi been lEept IN repair, according
10 agreement; and IN every lrHnsac-
ton between HapEy and her tenants
her own interests mad invariably gOne
10 the wall
FinnIiy the bank thar held the mort
gage 1DreclOsed, m order 10 get It's full
advance with interest from the FAST
Decreasing property
During thai year Of foreclosure Hap
~ had wrought with fsverlsh hnEte
against time, still hoping 10 Eave her
hand.
III was all in vain. Euunlly futile
were her efinrts 10 raise tine money on
the value OF the land Men sh0Os
their heads when she begged them 10
bsenme security Tor her.
I'inally. In tine depth Of her misery
half insane with the dread al losing the
Did home. sire had appealed 10 Philip
Oliver now q rich man and the nus
! hand OF G mlllionaiFe,E daughter. and
.tthe great mDgul' OF her own native
place
A letter cume To her in the once IA
milan handwriting.
Sine tore II open eagerly Only 10
end q cold refusal OF her request,
complied with III impertiant wonder
thHt, after so many years OF constant
labor On her part, she was NOT yet '.in-
dependent. as she ought 10 he"
Can ynu wonder that she ant there
on tine threshold of the nome 80 nsHrly
lost, with Q heart darkened by despair,
and her only hope the h0pe of rest
rest III the still dark pool below the
willows. from among whose branches
4 Phillip Oliver mad once brought her,
the Lovers Tree
Twilight Aarkaned down around the
lonely homestead.
/ As the firs1 star twinkled ont through
the deep blue sky some one came NJ
the road and crossed tine TTiHngle malt
ing beside the bowed inquire il tine open
door.
'Hapsys' said n kind vnice.
4 Tile woman looked up quickly.
''ThaI ought 10 be William Hewitt. -
sine said. nE II speaking TO herself
'But William Hewitt WanI Wegl
when he WINS mere hoy. Poor VII
1 lie How fond ] was Of Tim then
And he was FOND uf me-
'gHe was" replied the voice, and il
/ had o little 1rsnlble il il now-''sO fond
OF ynn, Hapsy. that lac never was able
TO carr for another woman in mis- life
so fond Of ynu fhat he has come back
here 10 tine old place 1BsnigfI 10 see
Won. and 10 ASK whether Won can like
him well enough. even Tor tine sake Of
ole times 70 be his WIFE"
] Ezsrnsy started To her faat and looked
hard N tine stranger on hearing this
strange declaration.
D1lE 1AA Alh lA1E AlIulllA-AlA = sAaAl4
stOutiy and suiburIn man, with q
kindly, honest face. and TWO bright
blue eyes, thar were watching her very
anxiOusly while waiting her decision.
willy Hewitt! Can II be Willy
sire asked, psrplezEd by the great
change.
The stranger smiled rs iEe removed
his mai and drew nearer, holding ON
his hand
.''Yes-it is Wiliy's Own white fore
head and brown nurls-Willy's own
eyes and smiles
And Wllly'g heart and hana-aE true
10 Won as tiisv were twenty years ago,
Hapsy. Will Won mike tIem7?"
IS"
Sire l0nhal down upon her wasted
figure. lfar worn and stahily dress
u am NOT Hapsy Kenneth HOW" she
said, II zone Of pain. My youth Is
gone. Willy. and my happiness with II.
Tomorrow ] lose this, and this lis al j
have left il tine world TO care Idr, size
eOnffnuel pointing 10 the house cit
Is 1nll OF ghosts Ielnigft; te.nurrOw
might al TINS time there mny he one
more. Leave me. Willy, and lHOk Ton
wife younger and happier fhan Hap
ssy Rennett can ever h0fe 10 be-
'AIy wife is here. If j ever nave q
wife" WAS WHY'S reEnlute reply
'Hapsy. am rich I'cams back here
purpDsely 10 share my fortune with
you Te-m0rrow morning. after braak-
fast will pay of iiGe mnrtgage md
interest. ana pun the deed Of tine Ben
nett farm back into yOTr hands. after
thar. 1alze me OF leave me, ms yOu
please. Bur ] shall never be Aapuy
never In all tie world, Il yoiT send ME
Hway from Won again. There never
mas been, and there never VIII be. hun
one woman IN the world IG me. and
tlIut woman Is Hapsy Bennett Or
Hapsy Hewitt. Which shall ii be,
DEAR"
How could she answer him save in
one Way
Love brings love. and happiness is
the best balm in al tine world for q
chilled and wounded fIsarf-and thar
Hapsy Hewitt Is happy III the rescued
Bennett homestead, Z, tine writer. ran
safely testify, for ] have seen her
there Hrlat1t and handsome, in spite
of fer nine-annsfhirty years, this very
flays-New York Weekly.
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