Year: 1879

the chiding sweet And then she saw him
ride away, looking so noble and handsome as
he turned to wave his hand gaily in last
adieu, and having watched him until bend
in the road hid him from her sight, sought
her own chamber to- weep out her childish
grief unseen. How sorrowful the house was
without him how yearningly she looked for
his return Three days elapsed; on the
fourth he was expected back Sitting alone
in little sequestered arbor, which often made
her retreat and his, in the warm summer af-
ternoons, she dreamed hopefully Of the NOR
row. which was to witness their reunion.
Suddenly footstep on the garden walk
aroused her from her reverie; she looked up.
and saw him approaching! A cry Of joyful
surprise rose to her lips, checked in an instant
by chill of fear. Could that menacing
countenance, that wild and angry look, that
concentrated fury of gesture and expression
indeed be his2 The features she knew, but
oh! the whole air how changed. What fol-
lowed seemed hideous phantasy, too horrid
to recall. She remembered threatening move
ments and upbraiding, reproachfal, incompre-
hensible words, and one cruel clutch upon her
slender arm that had left its imprint there for
many day, yet not SO deep as the brand OF
misery upon her soul. She knew not if he
raved, or what had wrought this dire trans
formation. She only knew that he bade her
begone forever from his sight, never to return
on pain of death, from which, he added, she
might be thankful now to escape. In terror
which could End no vent in speech, nor seek
a chance for explanation, she obeyed, fleeing
in blind haste, not knowing whittier her steps
should turn, only praying for death to end
her despair; but death did not come. One
consciousness filled her mind, that Of the ne
cessity of hiding herself where he could new
er find her, if, in his mad rage, he should re-
pent of letting her escape, and pursue her in
her fight; and impelled by fear, she rested
not until she reached refuge which she
deemed secure But this was in city, and
here the apprehension still assailed her that
he might find her out; and from there she
jourueyed to smaller place, remaining for
few months only to change her abode yet
again, to the still remoter settlement where
this story finds her, and where, as she be-
lieved, she had at last reached an asylum
which was safe.


And here, as we have seen, she managed,
little by little, to overcome her grief. Yet
not so much to overcome it, as to thrust it
out of sight, turning herself resolutely to new
Interests -ssd new cares. After all, she was
very young-she was>Bat yet eighteen; and
at that age the heart will be buoy stil! and
not apt to be wholly crushed, even by the
heaviest sorrow. There was nothing here to
remind her of the past She could bury her
blighted love, her dead hopes, away out Of
sight, and have no rude hand disturb their
resting.place So. at least, she thought, and
so for time it proved but now, when some.
thing like feeling of security had taken
possession of her, and her mind had settled
down into sort of enforced repose, the name
which she had trusted never to hear uttered
again, the name around which hung an asso-
ciation so dreadful. was suddenly and unex-
pectedly spoken in her presence, breaking
down the Aood:gates so gradually and painful
ly built up, so carefully guarded, and letting
the whole tide of memories rush overwhelm.
ingly through. .'. ,.>


Harry Wade was all unconscious of the
mischief of which he had been the cause.
He wondered and grew restless when be found
himself baf1ed in several successive efforts to
see Rachel, who made various triaing pretexts,
for some time, to avoid meeting him. She
dreaded another chance allusion to the subject
upon which he had so ignorantly stumbled i;
and yet with singular contradiction of feel
ing, she longed intensely tolearn something
more. When had he seen Murrell Vivian 7
Could it have been since her parting from
him? But no, that was impossible. 1t must
have been in earlier days, before she had
known him. They had both been young men,
most likely, travelling abroad for pleasure be-
fore entering upon their several professions
AS we'll as she could judge, she thought it
probable that they we're about the same age.
She wondered if he had seen or heard any
thing of her husband since that time in Paris
which he had recalled with so much pleasure,
or if he had any knowledge Of his where
abouts at present. She thought so much
about this, that at last her anxiety grew into
feverish craving to satisfy herself on the
point, and she began to cast about in her
mind for some method wehreby she might &C.
complish her end without exciting his sus.
picions by her questions.


An anxiety Of different sort was in the
mean time shaping itself in the minister's
heart. A very keen and painful anxiety, too !;
albeit he was little wont to indulge in uneasy
sentiments of any sort. When he first became
aware Of it, he rather wondered, and was in.
cliDed to blame himself for being so unwise I;
but he could not shake it off, nor, indeed, did
he make very strenuous attempts to do so.
What the nature Of this anxiety was, may
be gathered from conversation which he had
one evening with his sister, from whom, as
he had never kept secret in his life, he
fonnd II impossible to keep one now,