The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1923-08-17

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otherT'
THAT was our sin. . +. Oh Calvin,
why did you not writer"
Il wrote. My messenger died on the
way"
THAT was our punishment" said
the woman-voice fearfully. "You must
go, Calvin"
Cor Leave your You are my wife,
not his. In the sight of Heaven
No" the woman-voice denied. wear
lily and infexibly. II am bound In hon
or and In duty and In law. He is
good man."
Eleanor" cried the man-volce.
There was a sound of sobbing, hushed
sharply. a cry of the agony of parting
In the woman-voice, and the man-voice
once again, fading
II will go. But | hold you through
time and eternity. Ours is the true
marriage, l will return to claim YOU,
though It were a thousand years.
bind you TO wait for me-"
The sun shot through between
massed clouds, drawing back to the
world of the living the two still figures
In the church portico. The girls eyes
were heavy with tears and passion and
wonder as she turned them upon her
companion.
"Did you kiss me?" she murmured.
'Or was IT."
mo" He shook his head. sit WAS
In the dream"
The dream The voices You heard
them, tooT
Everything"
what does 1t mean7'
what could II mean. except that We
have come back to each other?"
Don't |" she rebelled. "You brighten
me-"
He smiled at her. and her breath
quickened In her throat. "Why should
you be afraid. beloved7"
The blare of motor horn brought
Eleanor Jermyn to a sense of realities.
She jumped to her feet. "Whewl' she
whistled brlskly. Were lucky to be
alive after that close call. Look !"
N
from the great elm, covered Calvin
Sennett's mound as with massive
wreath.
There's the car come back for me-"
she added.
you're not going, nowT" he said, In
credulously
"of course she laughed But there
was tremor In her voice.
Eleanor - He held out his arms
She swayed to him. pressed TO him,
set her lips to his In swift, soft
caress.
That's for good-hy,' she said.
breathlessly. ITS all nonsense, you
know. And we must forget
He wrote her once. a long, passionate.
yearning letter, ending, II bind you TO
wait for me-" Then the land of vast
forests and unmapped rivers swal-
lowed him up.
And Eleanor Jermyn told herself
that It was only strange and sweet
and finished episode.
III
"And now" said Calvin sennett.
when may | see her2'
by all the proprietIes | should have
consulted the Jermyn family. But,
been drawn together as inevitably as
magnet and steel
Tomorrow morning. At my apart
ment,' ! replied.
Not tonlghtf' he asked, gently.
"You can talk with her. | partly
yielded. III anything so modern as a
phone will serve your purpose"
| called Norre and relinquished the
instrument TO him What they said !
can only surmlse. Probably II could
have been rs effectually communicated
by telepathy.
He w8s nj my apartment, writing,
when Norrc came. | was there also.
| might as well have been In Patagonia
for all that they reckoued when they
saw each other He called her name,
and there came from her lips broken
breath like the sigh of respite from
long horne pain Of yearning and depri-
walton, as she ran to his arms. | found
the street scenery sufficiently engross'
Ing until Norrle's voice notified me
that they we're aware Of my existence
again.
"We're going away" she announced.
"You must tell the family. viz. dear
Must ~ When are you goingf'
II was he who answered, Tonight"
Indeed Where?"
Does II matter?' said she
perceived that II did not that
nothing In the universe mattered to
those two hut their rejoined selves. To
me, however, as representing the
world of hard actualitles, there was II
phase that did matter without cere-
monyf' I inquired
They started, brusguely recalled
from their exclusive absorption in each
| other.
1--WE do have to be married, don't
wcf" said he In 3 bemused voice.
at seems absurd" said the girl ;
"but ] suppose we do
~ suppose you do, indeed"
And so. as they say In the tales NJ
everyday. prosaIc love and mating,
they were married, and by the me-
chanical processes of formal law these
two strange long-conJoined, long part
ed spirits from out fateful past,
Was II true, that visioned encounter
that had marked their pathway into
each others arms for themf Or was
1t only the imagining of two young,
ardent minds, super-sensltized by their
abrupt and startling approach, by their
instant and compelling consciousness
of one another? | do not know. I
shall never know. Not that It has the
smallest importance. What is and ever
shall he essential in the lives of those
two Is that they fervidly believe In II
as their ordained fate.
And 50, In these days of change, Of
discomfort, Of ties readily soluble, faith
lightly foregone. that ancient bond I
know, VIII endure.