The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1906-09-20

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remorse. II only she could have seen
him once more to tell him how dear
| ly she loved him, and how bitterly
she had repented her cruel wordsl
She had sent him to his death, and
he would never know OF her sorrow
and regret. Through 1t all she strove
to keep a smiling face and conceal
her grief, for had she not forfeited
the right to mourn openly?
In the spring the father and daugh-
ter returned to Reydon Court, and
the day after their arrival Clarissa
land cottage where Edwin's mother
lived. She had thought much about
the sorrowing woman whose heart,
like her own, was buried in a lonely
grave beneath the scorching African
sun, and she determined to go and
| see her. She could at least sympa-
thize, IL she could not comfort
AS she came within sight of the
| cottage she saw a man emerge from
| the gate and begin slowly to cross
the moor.
The girls heart beat fast. How
like it was to Edwin's figurel Could
II be--was It possible that there had
been mistake, and he had not died
out there on the veldt?
A few more seconds brought them
face to face. Yes. it was Edwin him
self, pale and thin, and looking very
grave and preoccupied, but the eyes
of love could not mistake him. He
stopped as she approached, and with
cry of JOY she held out her hand.
But he did not take it; only gazed at
her with strange, far away look,
no light of reception in his eyes.
Tied, don't you know me?" she
said, with something very like sob.
The shadow passed from his face,
and the old look of love and tender
ness came back to it as he took her
hand in his.
Glare, is it true what your voice
tells me-that you love me still
that you have not forgotten me? l
cannot see your face, dear, the world
is dark to me now; but your voice is
sweet and kind, as when you first
loved me-"
ooh, Ted, and have brought this
misery on you l sent you away in
my foolish pride, though loved you
all the time, and now your life is
ruined. l can never. never forgive
myself" cried Clarissa, in heart-bro-
ken tones.
He took her gently in his arms
and kissed her.
Don't mind for me, dearest.
Your love will brighten my dark
hours, now, and the trouble may not
last. At first the doctors considered
my loss of sight permanent, but late
ly they have held out some slight
hopes of recovery. So we will make
the most of that little bit of hope of
to-day, Glare, and not let fears for
the future shadow our Joy"
Old Mrs. Brown was greatly aston
ished an hour or two later by the
entrance of her son with the fair
young lady she mad sheltered from
presented to her as his promised
wife. Her motherly pride and de-
light knew no bonds, and her simple
words of true welcome brought tears
of shame to Clarissa's S eyes.
Twelve months later DR.. Talbot,
his health and sight fully restored,
took up again his work of alleviat-
ing the pain and disease of suffering
humanity, who already owed much to
his skill; and his wife is happy in
the knowledge that she possesses a
husband who is noble in the highest
sense of the word. She is endeavor-
ing. though at present without much
success, to convert Sir Jasper to the
truth of the poets words:
IT'S only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more than coronets
And simple faith than Norman blood.
London S. S. Times.