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VOL. XIV.
AN UNSELFISH LOVE.
BY MART E. MOFFAT.
“Do you really and triillv love me
Molly?” As Richard Grahame spok*
he took the fair oval face betweei
his broad palms and bent it so that h
could look into the soft, blue eyes.
Molly bore the gaze bravely, al-
th >ugh the light in the dark, search¬
ing ” eves was almost blinding. 1
w l!( | j wvc cause d a blush to rise t.
tins velvety cheeks had the girl been
•
. of , ,
conscious acting falsely. But sh
saiil, softly:
•‘Of course I love you, Richar
How could 1 help it? Yon, wh
have alwavs been so kind to me, ar
surely the one of all the others whom
I ought love best.”
But the calm, sisterly nffectioi
which fillet! Molly Blaine's heart for
Richard Grahaine was far from bt*in$.
a reflex from the surging tide of pas
s»on which overflowed his own so coin-
pletely that every thought of the
future—every hope of his life—wa>
centered about her, as is the sola;
sytein about its glowing heart—the
sun.
He bent and kissed the red. pout-
ing lips.
My little Molly, «« » he i
murmured,
u - -.j i Imnnv while
make me tiapp) white i I am am
awa j y f rom j you to know that even a
I lovo you, SO do you love me. Good ^
bye now, darling. Remember that
the days will drag slowly to your
Richard until the one comes which
will bring him back to you. Nothing
but death can keep us apart.”
Another kiss and he tore himself
away, and stepped into his boat. It
grated for an instant ^ii the glitter
ing sands, and then flew over the blue
waters like a thing of jife, propelleu
by Richard’s strong arms.
Molly stood and watched him tear¬
fully until he at last reached the side
of his staunch, waiting vessel, and dis¬
appeared from sight.
He was the first mate in a wilder,
and another hour saw his snip on its
outwari bound voyage, which was to
i«* >*"<» •<*«<*>“ *»<*•<*»
upon the efforts of the crew to war-
rant tlu-ir return. So it might be one
year’s cruise, or three times that length,
just as their luck determined.
»*»<!■*<• >•««*
a n,l Molly- J was sixteen.
She was as fair and sweet as a r »s *
just unfolding its petals to the balmy
. winch ,
air, gives suen a subtle charm ,
to a morning in June.
Sliv ns a bird who dwells amid the
most thickly-embowered retreats of
the forest—for she had been reared
in a secluded woodland home, seeing
no companions of her own age, ami
knowing nothing whatever of the
world, excepting as it had been re
vealed to her by Richard’s descrip¬
tions of what he had seen —how couid
the giH know that in reality she was
giving a poor return to him for the
wealth of affection he lavished so
freely upon her?
They were foster-brother and sis¬
ter. Richard's father had married tier
widowed mother, and she had grown
up under the same roof with him.
No wonder that, iu her ignorance, she
mistook l er ca m, sisterly lo%-e for
*"""•*"* I-**- * >f "
J yet, ’ she knew absolutely nothing,
The cottage . which , - / Molly ,, lived ,
m
was situated in a spot of picturesque
beauty. A huge, pine-covered moun-
toin reared its stately head toward the
j.ky in the background; and a spark¬
ling brook, born amid its lonely wilds,
came leaping ami tumbling down
from its parent spring, as though glad
of its release. Just liefore it reached
the cottage sward, some huge bould-
ers diverted it from its course, and
the waters divided to meet again iu a
frantic caress upon the other side of
the rocks, spreading out eventually
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nto h wide, triassy pool which lay
ike a mirror, fringed by grass and
vihl flowers. Here Molly would
•ring her sewing or knitting, and sit
>y tfie hour — hst busy thoughts keep-
<ig time to the play of her slender
fingers.
But one d.iv an interruption came
o the slyva i loneliness of the
*d spot. A young tourist found it
*ut, and charmed by its beauty, drew
orth his sketch-bo.'k to perpetuate
ihe picture. While thus engaged,
his eyes suddenly rested upon an even
nore engrossing object. Molly, as
vet uneon*ci >js of a stranger’s vicin-
itv, came tripping along, her red lips
trilling a son _j.
Tbtoi she saw the new-comer and
paused, one foot poised for flight, her
•'yes large and round with surprise,
md blushes burning upon her cheeks
leueath his admiring out respectful
gaz-*.
He rose hastily and came forward.
“Pardon the intrusion,” he said, de¬
ferentially, “but it is rare to find such
a gem of nature which has not already
beera seized upon by one of our sketch¬
ing fraternity. Will you allow ine
to finish my work?”
“Yes,” was Molly’a answer, given
as trankfy and kindly as though she
had not Keen thouroughly amazed
and startled at finding him there, “and
if you like I will bring you a chair
fro n the house so as you can be more
comfortole.” v
Thanks. The old stump answers
the purpose just as well. But you
can do me a favor if you will be so
kind. Let me draw you, also.”
Molly hesitated; but the stranger’s
face was one of those frank, ingenuous
ones which at once attract confidence*
So she said at last:
“I am willing to give you permw>
sinn to put me in your picture; but
may I ask my mother first? She
might not like it.”
“Certainly. If any objections ex¬
ist 1 will at once withdraw my re¬
quest was the pro npt answer.
But Mrs. Blaine was pleased at the
idea, and then commenced a series of
sitting which were prolonged far be-
yoml the usual tim * taken up by most
artist in that pu pose. For Cecil
Norwoolhad dra >k in draughts of
ove from th ■ pure, frank eyes of this
young sly van beauty, and was glad
of an excuse to linger near her.
And Molly? Ah, all too late for
her pe ice, sh at I isf learned what it
was to surren ler h *r whole heart into
the keep-ng of another!
But she was loyal an 1 true to Rich-
ard through it all, crushing down the
knowledge deep in-n the heart whose
throbs alone betrayed her distress.
This is the way the knowledge of
herself came to her:
The picture was finished, and Cecil
was going. At the last moment he
took her hand and held it for an in-
slant gazing do\yn into her face with
an expression which revealed to her
like « lightning fl is'i what was in his
mind, even before the words came
which were to driw the vail away
which had disguised bis feelings to-
wards her.
“Molly,” he said, with a passion tte
thrill in h s \oiie, “it is like leaving
my heart behind me to go away from
here. Can you not tell why? It is
because I love you. May i nut come
back some time?”
Molly had turned as white as a
snow-drop at his wor-ls; for in that
instant she knew thit to accept his
love would be a foretaste of Paradise;
and, lo! the angel with the sword
stood menacingly at the gate of the
realm of bliss so suddenly opening
before her. She could not enter.
“Oh, no,” she exclaimed, wild!},
“do not co ne back. I must never
set eyes upon your face again.’
Cecil looked at her in surprise,
Could this pale, agitated girl be the
frank, joyous creature he had learned
to love so well? What could it mean?
How had his words had power to so
transform her? But he was soon en-
lightened.
“Before I knew you,*’ she contin-
ued, hastily, “I promised to be the
wife of a good man. I thought I
loved him well enough to make that
promise—”
“And you find now that you were
initaken,” interrupted Cecil, with a
ring in his young voice. “It is
wedl that you know it. It would be
wrong to marry a man unless you
gave him your whole heart also.”
“Did f say I did not love Richard?’"
said Molly, with a dazed look. “1
did not mean to. Oh, please go awav.
I cannot listen to you.” For Cecil
had drawn her to his heart in his iin*
pulsive way.
She disengaged herself from his
arms with a terrified feeling that she
had been false to Richard—to kind,
good Richard, who loved her so dear-
! y*
Then, without another look at Ce¬
cil, she fled from him as though from
a dangerous object. She dared not
trust her own self. It was that from
which she really fled.
Cecil wasyoung'and impulsive, and
been accustomed to hare his own way;
ami he did not give up his hope of
winning Molly, without a struggle.
But he found her firm.
“You are mistaken in thinking that
1 could be false to Richard,” she said,
piteously. I love him dearly, and 1
will try to make him happy.”
And Cecil was obliged to take this
for her final answer.
“At least, Molly, you will not deny
your friendship?” he said, in part-
ing.
uj s h a ij be glad to call you friend,”
said Molly. “But it will not behest
for us to see each other often. I could
not bear it.”
The girl was not aware that this
was a confession of weakness on her
part. She was so intensely anxious
to do her duty to Richard that every-
tiling else was forgotten for the tno-
ment.
But Cecil’s face brightened,
“She loves me,” he thought, with a
thrill of joy. Buthe made no sign
0 f his discovery, less it migJt even
more effectually separate him .from
her society.
Time passed on, and Richard’s fchip
was looked for into port.
A storm arose: one of the most fear-
ful that had ever been know n upon the
coast, Wrecks were scattered far
and near, and those who had friends
a t sea wore white, frightened faces as
they listened to the Wind King’s rag-
ings.
Molly lived several miles inland,
but her fancy depicted terrible scenes
,,f ships battling w-iih the angry
meets, and of drowning sailors, amid
which one white face was ever pres-
er ,t—that of her sailor lover,
One night a thundering rap came
a t the door. Quaking in every limb,
she drew on her garments, and crept
down to answer the summons.
It was Cecil. He was very grave,
and his clothes were wet through, as
though he had been in the water,
“Come with me,” he said to Molly.
"One von love is near death. I
fought for his life with the waves, and
after I had succeeded in bringing him
to land. 1 learned that it was Rich-
a pd Grahaine, whose native shores had
bnffetted the returning wanderer,
is conscious and calls for you.”
Without a word Molly left him to
put on her wraps. She soon was
ready, and seated herself in a wagon
beside Cecil. The ride seemed an
unending one, but at last it terinin-
a ted.
Richard's pallid face lighted up
with a transient glow when he saw
h w . He put out hi* arms feebly, and
NO. 37.
with a low cry Mol It sank upon her
'cnees by his side and rained kisses
upon his lips. In that moment she
would have willingly given her lift
‘o save the cue so fast ebbing away. j
After a while he rallied a little m
is to be able to talk to her. Unsel -
ish in his last moments as he had beet
through life, he thought of his dar*
ling’s future more than of himself.
“Molly,” whispered the faint voice
“I meant to have made von happv
But it is God’s will that I should go.
lu future years you must not forge -
me; but I do not want you to think o
me sadly. I have tried to do mv duty,
md I have a hope beyond the grave.
Think of me as of one at rest. And.
Molly, you are too little fitted to bat¬
tle with the world to remain without
i protector. Some time, if a good
man tries to win you for a wife, do
not remain single for my sake. It
would make me happy to see you
tenderly car«d for, and I would not
have a selfish influence over you from
my silent resting-place.”
Molly’s tears fell silently as she
listened, but they were not remorse¬
ful drops, for she had been true to
Richard in heart, even if a bewilder¬
ing dream had come her to woo her
from duty to him. So those last few
hours were peaceful ones.
Richard died with his head pillow¬
ed upon her breast, and with bis last
looked fastened upon her tear-wet
face.
It was many long months before
Cecil renewed his suit. With in¬
stinctive delicacy, he waited for time
to soften the shock which had rent his
darling’s tender heart.
Then he catne to her and pleaded
his cause so eloquently that Molly
could not refuse him. But it was a
chastened affection which filled her
heart, tempered at first with many
thoughts of hitn who had been strick¬
en down so suddenly in his young
manhood.
And Cecil, happy in the possession
of his treasure, was not jealous of the
He often accompanies Molly
to Richard’s grave, and listens with
tender reverence to her as she tells
him how noble and true he was in
heart and life.
Once she said to him gravely:
^We owe our happiness to him,
Cecil, for 1 should have been true to
hi^ memory through my whole life,
arod have remained single for his sake,
had be not willed it to be different.
Ue was unselfish to the last.”
“}.|»v his mantle fall upon me,”
was Cecil’s answer, “may I be the
better man for what you have told me
of him. So his influence will live,
although his life was cut short.”
And after years proved that his wish
came true. Fur his was a name
which rang through the world, ap-
pended to noble, charitable deeds,
Wherever there was need of aid
his was the haixd to administer boun-
tY.
So one noble li/e ever influences
anothar.
CLOSE COMMUNIONS.
“If there ain’t a change in the re¬
ligious world pretty soon, I’m going
to throw down the gospel and take
up the grubbing hoe,” remarkved an
old man yesterday. “I have tritjd a
circuit for forty odd years, and J'tn
treated worse now than when I firs*
began.*’
“What is your cause for complaint,
parson?” asked a bystander.
“My recent cause is one that flakes
of others,” answered the circuit rider,
wiping a drop of water from the end
of his peaked nose with the sleeve of
his brown jeans coat.
“I have preached a good deal here
in Little Rock, and until recently it
had alien been my belief that if a
man could pull here he could pull
through any where. But I was blind
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wrong. Yesterday I went to the
rum Lick district, whore I had an
ippoiutment to preach in the school
muse. When I got there I foun 1
•Id man Wiggles, a Hardshell Bap*
list had got in ahead of me. I went
n without an ill feelin’, intending to
vait until he got through, 1 would
mister my congregation and take the
i«ld. After a while he got through
^reaching, and announced that sacra*
nent would he taken when the boy
jot back from the still-house. “My
;ongregat : on use whiskey instead of
vine,” he went on, “and Ar^ansaw
jorn bread instead of your wheat fit*
ms.” Just then the boy arrived, and
:he old man took the cob stopper from
the black chunk bottle, and began to
pour out the whiskey. Now, if there
is anything that strikes me natural,
it is whiskey, and thinking I could
preach better after being warmed up
i little, I went up to the table an i
.-cached out for the bottle when he
old man looked at me and said:
“Ain’t you a Methodist?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Don’t yon know that we don’t al*
low the Methodist to commune with
us? Do you take this place for a free
lunch counter, eh? No sir; if you
are not a customer of the Tajrd you
cannot eat and drink here.”
“I’ve got a right to the table,” I
said, “and I’ll help myself/*
“Touch that bottle and I’ll lift
you” .
“I grubbed the bottle, and the man
struck me with a pone of corn bread
ind knocked me down. Then some*
body kicked me and all bauds helped
drag me out.”
“Ruther like it. Why, them fellers
would snatch a piece of bread from
Jacob and tear the bosom outer Abra¬
ham’s shirt. No, sir; until there is
some freedom in church I shan’t re*
new mv connections. Where can a
fellow get a two-pound hoe.”—Little
Rock Gazette.
PAYING OF? A DEBT.
A woman who was owing her gro¬
cer $16 was at the "Sliird street depot
yesterday to take a train out of town.
He heard that she was going away
and made haste down there to try and
collect the bill. He found her calmly
waiting on a seat and approached ner
in a quiet manner.
“I shan’t pay!” she boldly replied.
s But madam, you had the goods.”
r That doesn’t make any difference.”
“I don’t like to proceed to extreme
measures, madam.”
“Now, look here!” she said, as she
wheele 1 around at him, “if you don’t
get up and skip, I’ll call out that you
are my divorce 1 husband, and you
are trying to rob me of part of iny
money! There are200 people in this
room and policeman at the door, and
there is a reporter talking to the ticket
agent. Just imagine the sensation!”
“I can, madam.”
“And you want those sixteen dol¬
lars?”
“Oh, no madam. I’ll be only too
happy to make you a present of the
hill. Wish you a happy journey,
and if you should return to Detroit,
please favor me with your pasronage.
Good-day, madam.”—Detroit free
Press.
Mr. Dodge, statician to the De¬
partment of Agriculture, in the Octo¬
ber report «»n the condition of crops,
states that the area of Indian corn in
the United States has incrcosed twen¬
ty f>er cent within the part six years
with little f
very stimulus from expor¬
tation^ which has been three per cent
of the quantity produced. Cora oc¬
cupies iu\o»-e than half the area In
cereals, aiad produces greater value
than any othv?r crop except grasses
for hay aud pasture.— Washington
Star. S
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