Year: 1867

curious sense of incOmpleteness.
She knew there were things she
could say to him that she would Dev-
er say to any one else. Gay, hand
some fellow that he was, she knew
his nature was honest, and fearless,
and reverent-that he looked TO-
wards eternity with an unshrinking
gaze, a heart full of hope as of wOr.
ship-and she lOnged for his hand
to hold hers, his strength to sus-
tain her weakness, when she should
60 down into the valley of shadows,
and drift out on the unknown sea.
She felt there might have been be-
tween them the bond of an eternal
love, and she had sacrificed it for


this worlds mess of pOttage. From


the unquiet, shimmering sea voice


seemed to come, whispering, as he


had sung, of " story forever told"
her life's story, of which she had


made failure SO soon.


At last she felt the damp chill of


the night penetrating her veins, sat


urating her garments. She got up,


and shut her window. Shutting


out white moon and tossing sea, she


seemed to have shut out with them


part of her pain. She grew more


hopeful. After all, what she had


done need not be final. She should


see him again the next morning.


She could ask him to call upon her


in town and the coming winter


would give her chances enough, if


she wanted them, to show him that


she had changed her yOlnd, But did


she want them Now that she had


turned away from her preacher she


began to grow worldly again and


to wonder if there were anything in


love which would make up for the


sacrifice of three -fourths of h e


things which she had been brought


up to think necessary to her happi-


nessi She would 60 to sleep aud


let the future answer.


She went down to late breakfast


the next morning. Her train did


not 60 till eleven, and she finished
her packing and put Oh her travel


ing gear before she left her room.
" So Pembroke is gone |"


She heard some one ask this ques-


ton as she went down stairs, and


she felt her heart stand still while
she waited for the answer.


" Pembroke 7 Yes. He said he
had business to see to which
, wouldn't let him wait for the late
train 50 he was off at ei e h t
o'clock"


: She was thankful she had heard
the news, and got over the spasm it
: caused her when no investigating
eyes were taking note of her. When
: she got down stairs, and joined the


group at the door, she was able to
, hear the same tidings over again
quite unmOved, and answer gayly,


as her wont was, to all sallies about


him.


She had not been back in town


more than three weeks before she
saw in the Columns of a literary pa.
per, under tu1 head of Personal"
. an announcement that the Ameri-
/ can publishers of a certain English
, poet, desiring to issue a volume with
illustrations, had arranged with
Pembroke for the designs, end he
, had gone abroad to confer on the


subject with the author, and to study
the poems at his leisure among the
} scenes where they were written. He


was likely to remain away for some
time, for he had the prospect of nu.


meIous orders in England, where he
J was appreciated not less than at
home.


. She either did not feel any thing,
or she would not let herself know
} what she felt. She read the pass.
age as she would have read a similar
item about any other artist, and
, then went down town with her Aunt
t Haversham to do some shopping,
| and displayed in it more than her
usual taste and skill.


, She had gay season that winter
, kept herself roo busy and toe
tired to think much. Fortunately
8 in the set in which she moved, Penn
broke, the designer was little known
D and there was not much danger O


hearing his name mentioned. Sh,
t had one trunk into which she neve
Q looked. She had thrust into i: hur
n riedly, the last day Of September


all her tokens of Seaview-a carver


box, among other things, which hell
/; the withered sprays of golden 70,


which had been his last gift, he
d, crown.


Next summer she was glad to &c
q that her aunt's mourning had arriy
K ed at the stage characterized in nd
! vertisements Of mourning goods a
D. mitigated lgrief." She wanted t
G. have enough to keep her busy. Sh
e had grown strangely restless, an
le she understood how restlessnes
T. might easily degenerate into cross
G. ness. During August and Septem
a Der the family were at Newport
A. They had cottage there, and mean
r. to stay as long as the weather wa
g pleasant, and there was anythin
ID going on.


er Soon Miss Haversham began I
Is see that for her there was somethin
le very special going on. She had m,
K. a few times in society, during til
II last winter, one Lowell Revere,
ID man in whose veins ran the blues
pr of tho hlua h1oOd nf postoo II