The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1912-03-07

Stonington, Connecticut. My father
was also for several terms a member
of Congress from that State AS the
death Of my mother occurred when |
was but FIVE years old, all my fathers
love was lavished upon me, and |
grew up surrounded by every adyan.
tage which abundant means and high
social position could supply. During
all those earlier years my playmate
and most intimate companion was
Charles Brennan, younger brother OF
the Major, and the sou of Judge David
Brennan of the State Supreme Court
AS we grew older his friendship for
me ripened into love, a feeling which |
found 1t impossible to return. | liked
him greatly, valued him most highly,
continued his constant companion;
yet experienced no desire for closer
relationship. My position was rem.
dered the more difficult as it had long
been the dream of the heads Of both
houses that our two families, with
their contingent estates, should be
thus united, and constant urging tried
my decision severely. Nor would
Charles Brennan give up hope. When
he was twenty and barely seventeen
most serious ac9ident occurred-a
runaway-in which Charles heroically
preserved my life, but himself re-
ceived injuries, from which death in
short time was inevitable. In those
last lingering days of suffeiing, but
one hope, one ambition, seemed to
possess his mind-the desire to make
/ me his wife, and leave me the fortune
which was his through the will Of his
mother l cannot explain to you, Cap
tain Wayne, the struggle l passed
through, seeking to do what was right
and best; but finally, moved by my
sympathy, eager to soothe his final
hours of suffering, and urged by my
father, consented to crafty his wish.
and we were united in marriage while
he was on his deathbed. Two days
later he passed away"
She pau ed, her voice faltering, her
eyes moist with unshed tears. Scarce
knowing it, my hand sought hers.
where 1t rested against the saddle,
His brother" she paused slowly,
now Major Brennan, but at that time
a prosperous banker in Hartford, a
man nearly double the age of Charles,
was named as administrator of the
estate, to retain its management until
| should attain the age of twenty-one.
| Less than a year later M father also
died. The final settlement Of his es.
| tate was likewise entrusted to Frank
| Brennan, and he was made my guard
ian. Quite naturally became resi-
dent of the Brennan household, upon
the same standing as a daughter, be-
ing legally a ward of my husbands
brother Major Brennan's age, and
his thoughtful kindness to me, won
my respect, and l gradually came to
look upon him alr ost as an elder
brother, turning to him in every time
of trouble for encouragement and
help. 1t was the necessity of our
! business relation which first com.
PEELED me to come South and join
Major Brennan in camL; rs he was
unable to obtain leave Of absence, 1
was obliged to make the trip. Not
until that time, Captain Wayne in
deed, not until after our experience
at Mountain View-did | fully realize
that Major Brennan looked upon me
otherwise than as a guardian upon his
ward. The awakening period panied
me greatly, especially as l was
obliged to disappoint him deeply; yet
l seek to retain his friendship, for my
memory of his long kindness must
ever abide. l am sure you will under
stand, and not consider me unwoman'
Iy in thus making you confidant."
Il can never be sufficiently CRATE.
| full that you have thus trusted me-"
said with an earnestness that caused
her to lower her questioning e-es "It
has been a strange misunderstanding
between US, Mrs. Brennan, but your
words have brought new hope to
one disheartened Confederate soldier
I must be content with hope, yet | am
rich compared with thousands of 9th
ers: infinitely rich in comparison with
what | dreamed myself an hour ago D
I held out my hand There will come
a day when | shall answer your In
vitation to the North"
"You are on your way homer"
Yes: to take fre~' uold upon life
trusting that sometime in the early
future l may feel worthy to come tc
you"
worthy" she echo The word, q
touch of scorn in he. voice, her eyes
dark with feeling. WORTHY? Captain
Wayne, l sometimes think you the
most unselfish man ever knew
Must the sacrifices, then, always be
made by you? Can you not conceive
It possible that l also might like to
yield up something? Is It possible
you deem me a woman to whom
money is a god?"
NO" said, my heart bounding to
the scarce hidden meaning of her i'm
petuous words, nor hove the sacri
fees always been mine; you were
once my prisoner"
She bent down, her very soul IN
her eyes, and rested one white hanC
upon my shoulder. For an instant We
read each others heart in silence
then shyly she said, Il am still youl
prisoner"
THE END.