The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1905-05-19

ried that morning.
"Marriedp' exclaimed; "why had
not the least idea that such thing was
ever thought orr
mo more had we. Master Silas, q
few weeks ago." answered Martha,
blushing, and, you know, you have not
seen us since Christmas. So, as you
had kindly sent ME an invitation to come
down and see you, thought I would
take the liberty to bring Josiah along
with me, and make it sort Of marriage
trip"
81 am very much delighted to see You
both, and you shall stay with us for
your honeymoon" l said, shaking hand
Of each. "But you might as we'll have
invited us to your wedding"
Martha laughed and blushed: and then
my father and Mr. Jonathan offered their
warm congratulations to the happy bride
and bridegroom. #k
"And are you still at the Corinthian,
Jcsiah?" l inquired.
NO" he answered; Martha has per-
suaded me to relinquish public life, and
her father has procured for me an APP
pointment upon the railway as porter"
little time afterwards, Martha came
to me with radiant countenance. "Only
think" she said; that dear, good Mr..
Jonathan is going to set us up in husi-
ness for your sake! And, Master Silas,
what did l use to say when you made
such fuss about the little I could do
for you-didn't l tell you you would be
rich some day, and what fine things you
would do for me?'
But l am not rich, my good Martha"
I said smiling Hapd II &c not 7 vbc bavo
done this for you"
"Oh, but it's all the same, SIR" she
said, with very sly look.
Presently my father, Martha, and Jo-
siah went into the house.. But Mr..
Jonathan remained behind. and taking
my arm, strolled with me across the
lawn.
'Silas, my lad" he safid, in kind
voice, the sight of that happy couple
has set me thinking upon subject
have long had in my heart! = Although
have never mentioned it, I know all
about you and Clara. Mrs. Wilson told
me what she knew, and have picked up
the rest here and there. have waited,
however, until now. In the first place,
wished to know you better, to Judge
of your disposition; and, in the second
place, although the ties that bound you
to that unhappy woman were of the
weakest, yet, after the dreadful circum-
stances that attended her death, we were
compelled in decency to allow certain
time to elapse before the subject of love
and marriage could be broached."
"Ah, SIR" 1 answered mournfully,
"Clara has ceased to love me. She will
never forgive the wicked weakness of
my conduct in gaining her love while
another claimed me as her husband"
ut was very culpable," answered Mr..
Jonathan, gravely; land in any other
person could never have parloned it.;
but your life, my poor boy. has been so
exceptional, that it would be hard to
Judge you by the rules Of every day
lifc."
'"And you forgive me-. darling?" I
whispered as held Clara in my arms.
II was never angry with you,' she
answered, softly. II only felt sad, and
that l wished to die"
She was mine-mine at last! Nothing
could stand between. us now save death!
Oh, the bliss. the rapture of that mo-
ment!
am lying at her feet, with my head
resting against her, and my face upturn-
ed towards hers, as l used to In the old
days. The cool air Of the soft summers
night, laden with the perfume of the cIus-
tering roses, steals through the open lat
tice. There Is no light save that Of
the moon, that streams through the win
dow, chequering the floor with the shad-
ows sof the overhanging leaves. One
broad beam glances over my darling's
head, making her golden hair glisten like
threads of gold, and falls full upon the
portrait of her mother that hangs behind
her. She Is translating the rhapsodies
that fill the souls of both into loves own
language-music. Oh, those wild, pas
sionate strains, how they thrill through
my soul! They tell all the story of our
love--soft, melancholy, mysterious
then broken by sobs and wails-swelling
into horror and cries of agony-then
melting into a soft, dreamy harmony too
ecstatic for joy, too hopeful for sadness
and so they die away into the passion
ate silence Of love.
CThe end.)