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LAURA JEAN LIBBEY REMEMBER that Laura Jean Libbey writes EXCLUSIVE LY for The Fireside Companion, in whieh
paper ALL her NEW stories will appear. Other Jouruals ean furnish HER OLD STORIES ONLY.
GEORGE, MUNRO'S SONS, Proparerons,
17 v0.47 VANDEWATER STREET.
NEW YORK, MARCI!L 11, 1893.
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Isstie> Waexiy.—ENTEna0 ACCORDING TO ACT oF CoNORESS IN THE YEAR 1803, BY Gronoe Muwno, IN THE OFFICE OF THE LIDT-A®.Ax oF Coxoness, Wasemetox, D, C—Exrxrep av rae Post Orrick at New Youe at Seconp Crass Rates,
THE FAITH OF LOVE.
by mEwans,
‘Tuoe hast watched beside the bed
‘Thy prayer was heard by the part-
ing bi
Ine Inw ana farewell tone,
‘Thou hast given the grave both
flow
Lovo! ty task te done,
‘Then turn theo from each pleasant
a
Where thou wert wont to rove:
For there the friend of thy soul is
not,
» Nor the joy of thy youth, OLove;
‘Thon wilt meet but mournful Mem-
‘With sigs the trembling leat
‘Then tuen thee to the world again,
rom these dim hauated bowers:
var to the wild
1 the gladness its beauty shed,
‘And gaze on the pictured smite no
can life outlast,
‘That thus
All between parted aouls is O'er—
‘Love! Love! forget the past
“Yolee of vain boding! ayray, be
sti
Strive not against the faith
‘That yer my bosom with light ean
‘eat :
“s'Prom (Le pletired stulle
‘Hot ted
sthongh sadly now tt shines
Nor quit the shades that fa whie-
Pine
“prep once linked with
© Nor shut mine ear to the rong of
‘Though its notes the pang renew:
Such memories deep tn my heart £
old,
} To keep it pure and true.
“By the holy instinct of my heart,
By the hope that bears me on,
vpcill iy owe undying part
“By th presence that about me
‘Through might and day to dwell
Voice of vain bouings and fearful
I have breathed no last fare-
well!”
‘of Congress, Washington, D.
CORALIE
‘This story was commenced ia No. 1323 of Taz New Yous Finesipe Companion. Back
‘obtained from all newadealers,
[THIS STORY WILL NOT BE PUBLISHED IN BOOK FORM]
CHAPTER IV. “Nay, rade I cried, eagerls
something for hee
Years before she ig able to g
remembered
there came a rap te the library door. Mademoiselle
glad sorry,”
if 1 could see her for five mainntes,
rawing-roosn, Knowing she he
jere. She was dresser
her fi
want a companion for b
nauagement 0
sn ote
said. | want to ask Vom a question that Lcould | _ No;
not ask anyon ise. OF course you were present | thing until m
when the will was read to-day?” she will be most thantul fe have
raised her eyes to my face. I know not what | will be m
mans etism, what spell lay in them; but no other
eyes were like oh. They compelled attention;
man gould no more release
fiance than he could fy. was not at ail in lore
‘ith ber pot those ofe8 Bead me spell-bou
el] me,” she ig there was
any other wile ‘Diieaid Miles ‘eave one?”
wan ° nae put thee uestion, to me I aT hat ber lips
ure at all. We wi
anything of that kind.”
suppressed glitter
‘When will your aster comet”
“Tam going to-
spoke of going away; there will
T leave here to-morrow, and when
<thoro was oniy one will, and | Ise
Ehtered according to Act of Congress, In the year 19%, by George Munro's Sons, in the office of the Librarian
Anes pie who 2 _bilosophers tell you sunny sca.
money is nothing eral ‘as fur as the spi Another: saw us comfortably settled at
and | higher, holier in sntoreste att life go, it is not; i; bat Crown Anstey. # ‘The first: pee ote our new
™ is concerned, it is almost every- Position passed aways I beg
BY CHARLOTTE M. BRAEME, - Thing, had been poor and friendiess in "London, | ease as master of that ma enile
and then it bad scemed to me a desert; nc my ‘sister's calm face 1 saw already signe of return-
Author of “Dora Thorne,” “Wife in Name Only,” etc. etc. money, Ht was another place—Dright, cheerful, ev: ing health.
ery one kind and friendly. Tse 10 float in sun- We had
Tr was allover, ‘The morning, with ie and ofce, | Clare will take care ‘of you.” ‘The follow: ‘oralie souxestoa wo find two
had ; the servants bad gone back to theit 1" she asked, in a voice that must have | arms. rige large tty, dee Cer oom for my sister's uso,
work; the blinds were draw tp nd light once melted'a ‘ad anchorite. “Clare,” 1 sai jod hi = been vi ry kind tous, | We decided upon two in the western wing—they
Trore'found its way tnto the darkened hole, ‘The “1 will help het—or, rather, I will take eare of | All our Poverty snl privati nr Mii bor locked on tho Queen's Terrace large, lofty
Will was read Jn the brary: the whole of the prop- | yo} ou be calsn and brave if I tell you what it te? Tooms, with the sun ehiniug on thems all day, each
erty, entailed and unentailed, was eft to bis only Wohi ie your sistor like?” she asked, eagerly. | 7°" They hare taken you Sno parine rsp se ne containing mo largo windows, i
S53 sien aad after bima to H ‘There Te, sho very clever—very Peautiful? Shail I be | eried, rapturously., “They ave found cat. how | could be seen & glorious Vista of trees anu tomers
several Jegacies to bis perrante, bute mention | £7 ightened at clever and good you aro! Without saying one word to Clare, they were pre-
ras made of mademolseile, I thought Mit strange | “she 18 the and most gentle of gitls; | In the midst of my, agitation Tlanghed at this | pared for her. Books, music, pictures, statues,
ai tho time, aftermard I understood only gentle rom ber great sAtiction." very unbusiness-like 1 arraiged im order: everything
e poor young Miies was dead affliction?” she asked, You aid | It is hotter than ‘hats Clare. ‘There need be no | bright and "Geautiful was brougit there. A small
raf, ao ext of kin, took his his place, 1 | not teil ame there was anstiing t the spratter with iter” more bu more work for me. You remem- | part of the room was partitioned off and made into
Taunt ‘carried out every Wish expressed in the | ‘She has a spinal complaint,” replied, “and is of my father's cousin, | @ conservatory, where she could see
wilt “That same evening { sont orders to Londos | unable 7 . oe Raruar Teerlyan, Of Crown Anstey?” aeoaserd heat the bieds sing all the day fons,
for a splendid memorial window to be placed in the |‘ Is it quite incurable?” she as ain, * Yes, mmber it," sheeaid. “1 had al- |” 1 have seen mauy lovely since then, bat
We hope not; perhaps chan we of ait may do
5 Dut even pee
she ie said “80 very low
sal for yon and for her. Jean ndersan *eny you
be
Tange establionment | «Sir Barnard and bis
comes: but it seems to me that
ore useful to her sban
egress
here was a sane Heh f in her eyes, a strange, “T hope
be no need for you ato emake, a alterations, You “LT
1 suppose the eternest British propriety will bazsat- | | Yes, that
tng, he
td alizene that ey left great ted mar
| _enat waa Sit Haroued She emiled a helpless vaitd, —
iD great calm fell ovor her. Aftor some minutes | “1 Suppose zo, too, And Sir Barnard as not | Tat Ty went to fhe ofice and in- . couse v
1 she looked at me again. even fett me & inonratngring? Well T bave 0 vite al iy telomelerte toa sumptaons dinner at
“ Was there any mention ine that: itl of of poe oe muuch leas 0 be grateful er The old servants r-fame made somo sad hearts ‘It was som time before 1 asked Clare how
#{ told her none. Once more she Were all remembered, {hope tant aud bapoy mith my mace, ack God! "Poor | she Hed ‘Coraltes then the answer was most diplo-
2 sisticss eyes to mine. “Ail of them. T will say ‘rond-night, mademot- | Stephen Knowsley bad B sick mother, and waa three | ma
Nv “Then fem indeed aloneiatheworld—aloneand | gle; bare mich fo atcnd to. 1 shall hope tO aver rs behind with Bis tent garo bin sity “Tam so very sorry for her, Elgar, an 60
fal} forsaken, find you well when I retu: ands and the tears that stood in his eyes were | pleased that she has a bome with u:
oT
“AVE YOU ENJOYED YOUR VISIT?” ASKED MADEMUISELLE D'AUBERGNE,
the sweetest thanks man could have. What gives
such pleasure as plenty of money to help one’s
friends?
A comfortable invalid-carriage was s prorided for
Clare, and tho journey did not fatigue her.
said good-bye to the old Life, the old eat obs, the
old trials, aud e d on a new, smiling, and
What 9 strange fascination her beauty had! T
reme! a sbudder. Her face haunted
me ait night Teouta not forset
following morning 1 ned to London. I
had yet to brea { our fortune to Clare,
and inake arrange emouta for our journoy 10 Crows
a grand reception, when 1 returned
A Anstey chureh els
ic toryania were all assembled;
eah and beautiful as @ morning
os
numbers can be | hope; every step was a please are.
difference? I was r, and Bow I bad money.
Clare was very pleased to she cried ont
in astonishment at my black “clothes, so new and commiseration that fol-
loss: lowed my sister. “All the servante in the house vied
“ Pagar,” she said, yi
“I can not understand you.
You have’ money, clothes.
z How is it?) What bas
append?”
Pelt down by her side avd took her in my
do not say 80.
most. fore
« ‘ieied ‘deat, "and, cad to cay, both his sons are
e died with iy an one died years ago.
none that looked to me 80 Uright and beautiful as
ny sister's room. “AI that money-eould do to alle
Hate her sufferings was dane. I or jered the easiest
do,gon understand reelniog-chair, on which she cod ‘be gently mov red
BC she replied, slowly. They ean not have | from ros to room: in my own mind,
left us any Decanse they did not know us.” | matter Te oo an alice paris of the house,
coniy son died together, and | that in her roows there should ‘be always sunshine
tye hele to Crown ‘ans the an fand the whole | anid happiness
of that vast fortune ts Her py when she was carried into them was most
“ You are not, Hosting, F etty apd pathetic to see. Then, when she was
M No; Lam telling you the “simle perfect truth.” Ey Instalied, 1 wrote to London for the ecle-
And then, when she had recovered from whi it Finlalson, and I placed her under
her was really a Shocks I gave ier tho whole is 2 offe gave me some litle hope
tory. nine course of tine, he said, with the best of
on will like malemotselto, Clare. he | attention, the Tost tender cate, abd cheerfal socle-
biter friendtless and alone that, unless we | ty, she wou
Keep her with us, Ido not know what i8 to become
of her.” hour in whi
‘shall be sure to like her,’ she said.
heart is so fall of happiness that I shall love cnt ‘this part
the est, it will be
‘ke no active
I not decide an:
you here, that you
an say. She
give orders, or
she inquired.
nce
fond tod the
itch her. There will not
ration
hesitate to
no need for that.
jon my sister comes | one, Ob, Egan itd could but get well? momplanee There was coming for me a different
wil ack taonr baypiness. phase. If my reader thinks ft too romantic, I can
© bright, ewcel ater ‘eho njoyed | only say—it is true.
b
ou prosperity so mach
ogbte:neter sald more than that
red and yet Lc
ve that Clate ied her.
n made herself almost
She wave orders
to the housekeeper a
anaged rererythiogs ‘ise rose
edo and ‘eutertained
attains mofo estate; in fact, she
intents and purposes
Inistress of the ho
1 insisted npon musing her a
very me allowance,
Wile? Arter ‘e ftte resistance,
she accepted.
For a time everything went on
ously. How I loved
aay loved, m
Clare, Bradt ‘invalid couch ot
hers became a kind of center of
society.
One morning I saw some cards
lying on the hall table. Coralie
was standing near when I took
to mademoiselle.
When she took the card from
iy band and saw it, dark look
John, “They ive. at
Harden ‘iranor, about five miles
from here.”
“Arg they old frends of the
in the darkening look and
io Hightening i
“Both Sir Barnard aud Stites kew them, but I
can not say whether they wero very grea t friends.
al you
SI
© ask iced the question carclesly, but I sa she
iting my reply with paioful
J al go ke to be on ‘end and in-
with all bors, Sir John is the
10 be returned for Anstey,
80 iat “e a me, I stall I Pre robably find him-the
mont bef of acqditntan
he turned siden conviction came
over me that or other Coralie
D'Aub bere Oe aia pot ie ‘the Theale rs. 1 Todeorer
to Harden Man the day following, and found
Sir John at home,
ked bim at first sieht frank, kind-hearted
m Ci
hterstactng between father and son. asked
C1 would join the ladies, who wore lo lise draw
ing-toom, 1 was 0
STady ‘Thesiger ws ist confidant. He
consulted her about everthing tard, we were
such near and deat «fe nds that forgive
me it T oan not ook
at a
avery oy pre, drawing roo g, low,
Sid-fechtoned, {caw two laien one a mitten
ticother lovely youve gif “Sit John Introd
te to his wife, and thea to Aagatbo, is daughter.
Never believe those
den Manor, Tiras teat
ore bat Claret after one upward Took in kena
Teac face, I loved her with a love that was
my doom.
Sir Jobn looked at me in amazement.
I did not know you had a daughter, Sir
«Ant bat T have, and a recions one too,
poor Bir Barnard Vesey fond of Agatha; he used
to call ber big iw b jeal
him
“ ced, papa,” said a sweet voice,
the very 9 god Of which made me tremble,
‘Why had mademolselle never mentioned this
young gitl, 80 fair, eo lovels? why had sbe told me
nothing about her? to deseri
reader, 60 as to make you love her. 8
very little above the medium height, atenders grace:
fr with a delicate arehed peek: and the "faire
mm e’er shone on.”
was no queen!
fancy and bright oloringe tat she was
and mort lovable girl who ever made a
fatrest
‘man’s heart
Tdid not know how the next few minnten pace
Si John and Lady Thesiger were talking about the
ghborhood, and I was thinking that if Agathe
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