The North-Eastern Weekly Gazette. — 1883-12-08 (Stockton-on-Tees, Cleveland, England)

EMBER. teeS, ItECO' 143.01; eirenneJ A  he callously and selfishly, little reeking if a heart should be broken, and a tender life snapped. Next day he returned to his home, and became an easy prey to the allurements of clever, scheming Lucille. Very serious was the relapse into which Ella fell. After bitter sorrow she longed so much to die and forget it all. Only after kind Nurse Eleanor had gravely and gently pointed oat to her the sinfulnesa of her rebellion did she aroused herself and determine to take up her 45T0011.  TNVI time leo td with murdering 6. facobing  - . One deeply important lesson she learnt during the long hours of her convalescence—she learned to distinguish the gold from the dross —the true, deep, shielding love of the one man from the passing fancy and admiration of the other. _ _ .  She did more—she succeeded in crushing what remained of her first love, and from its burial ground sprang up a new love, tender and full of trust, towards faithful Ralph Seymour. _ _ _  It was long before his humility allowed him to conceive of the full measure of the bliss that had so unexpectedly overtaken him, but in the lovely month of May their nuptials were fixed.  I week before that time Mr All Nesby paid a visit to Burnley, accompanied by Miss Lucille Garnet.  One sweet evening he wended his way to the cottage on the cliff. He felt he most obtain the forgiveness of the woman he had so cruelly wronged. _  Recrossed th^ t'iresh old, and there by the open wind ow.stirrotinded by the purple pass on-flower, stood Ella Corner—not the stricken Ella from whom he bad turned with d:sgust, but with all her beauty returned—nay, enhanced—by her sufferings. The close-cropped hair had given place to re, profusion of delicious baby curls, the eye had regained its lustre, the cheek its delicate bloom, and the form its charming symmetry. Again he stood amazed for a moment, then, with a yearning cry and outstretched arms, he advanzed towards her. . _  "There is but one stage more, which, though turhulent and troublesome, is yet a very short one. It will soon carry you a great way. It will carry you frorn earth to Heaven, and there you will find, to your great joy, the prize to which you hasten—a crown of glory." "I go" replied Charles, " from slicorruptible to an incorruptible crown, where no disturbance can have place." "You exchange," said the Bishop, "a temporary for an eternal crown—a good exchange.' Charles, having taken off his cloaY,''delivere.l his George to the prelate, pronouncing the word, " Remember!" 'Then he laid hir head ma the block, and, stretching out his hands as 0. signal, I one of the executioners severed his head from his body at a blow, while the other, holding it up, exclaimed—. .  Her tall figure drew itself up to its fnll height; not a word did she utter, no ariswering look of love beamed from her eves, no sweet smile wreathed the coral lip 3. With the air of an injured queen she turned towards him, giving him one cold, scornful glance. That was all. But that look spoke volumes. His band dropped lifeless, the yearning look gave place to one of settled despair, and without uttering one word he departed.  Before the month had elapsed two weddings had disturbed the serenity of the sleepy little village—the one all pomp, show, and glitter, as if in mockery of the scarcity of love; the other peaceful and simple, but abounding in mutual affection. Oh, love for a week. a month, or a day; But its oh I for the love that will lovealway.