New York Clipper (Oct 1895)

Oopjiigbted, ISM, bj Vit mak Qoecn PatiUtliiiig Comptar (Umlttd^ Founded by FRANK QUEEN, IB93. NEW YORK, SATURDiLY, OCTOBER 5, 1895. (VOLUME XLIIk-No. 31. I Pite* 10 Cmt*. CAN YOU FORG IVE 7 ON YOU FOflQET? WRlTTBjr FOR nm nmw tork CLimn, BT EUNICE MONBOB. OlTt me buk jour li«*rt w tniel Odc« you were m; all In aaii aaf not love inuet bid edlen, Blln depart bejood recall. Od\j In Tonr glance IJIre; Bitter worda I now regret; Dcareat one, can rou forglTer Deaiat one, can jon forget? CooHUA—Ob, smile upon me once again, One word would banlab doubtandpain; Tben^tell me tbat jou lore me jet, Canjou forgive? UasTonrorgeti Cnel worda, alaal I spoke; All (be fault was mine, I owd; Ne'er I dreamed a besit I broke, Tme to me, and me alone) Let no Idle censure live, Breatbe no tboogbt of sad regret; Dearest one, can jon forgive? Dearest one, can jon forget ? Oiceyon wblspered worda of love. Once yon said Uiat I was dearl Come to me, otal truant dove. Rest from all your fllgbt Is taerel Sty onr dream of bliss sball live. Lore's brigbt star stjtll never set; Traeet heart, can yon forgive? Traent heart, can you forgetr E THE L. VRITTBIf POR TnS NKIT TORK CUrPiH, BY MARION BARKBTT. "Alwajs watching these gloomy waleiv," lald a rtok and manly voice, and as she beard It the yoong girl started, and tnmed with a loving smile towards Ibe handsome yonng fellow who had spok- en, ne laid bis arm gontlyaround the sllgbtogore. ">niat do you see In this lake to admire so deeply, dearEtbelt" "Ob, I cannot explain the obarm. tbe (aaclnaOon It baa for me," returned she. "Out It bas alwaya been so since 1 could remember—when I was a lit- tle child my darling mother"—and here the girl's voice broke with emotion, "bad mnob trouble to keep me from this spot. I would bieak from my Dume and mn—run—unill 1 stood npon the very blink of the shore, where the good aonl wonid and and catob ne. Once my foot slipped, and In 1 went, and bad II not been for a workman standing near I aboold bave been drowned. But be bad me In his anna before harm happened. 1 sball never forget nay mother's face as she held me, a wet, cold, lltUe creature, against her breast, and, seeing her fear and agony, I never forgot It, and nude no fotther attempts to leave my nnree. Oh, mother, mother," and she hid her small, pale face against her com- panion's breast. "Howl miss yon- Hllen—Hllen, I feel as Ibongb I could not lire without ber." Hllen Norwood held her tenderly tohlm,wbllewltb his handkerchief he wiped the tears fiom beroheek. "Ethel, dear," he said, "I nndsrstand fully your gieat sorrow at the loss of your oioUier, and know that In her death yon have been bereaved of yonr beat friend. 8be nndeietood year terribly sensitive nttnts, and yonr physical wanla In a way that no one elae can ever do. But for your own eake and Iboee who are left to love yon, I wonId ask you, as far as possible, to try and control your grief. You are wearing younelf out," and be looked In pity at the WBi yonng face. "Yon bave not the bodUy strength to stand suoh emotion mucti longer." The girl made no reply, bnt gated In silence at the dtrkenlog waten, for now the sun bad disappeared, and the shadows of coming night were fast ap- piotctilDg. "How calm the lake la," she said, "hardly a rip- ple upon Its bosom. Do you know, Hllen, I like It best when Ita waves rise high to meet a storm. I leva to watch them foamlog and breaking Oercely upon the shore. I bave often stood bore when It seemed as though I must rush to meet and embrace them. But tonight they are so caln-eo calm." Bbe ceased speaking and a slight shudder passed over ber. mien started. "Etiiel—come —" and he drew ber arm within bis own. "It Is not right for you to be tonger In this ohill air. Look, ths mist Is rising over the lake- come"—and she, turning, obeyed bim. As they walked on one could see that the girl was qolte lame, and that ehe leaned heavily upon her companion's arm. Astbeygatowardathotargeand bandsome dwelling, of which this delicate young gill le mlsti«es, let me tell yon the simple story of ber short life, for Ethel Moore had aeon but eighteen lean; Der father—a wealthy mercbtnt, died fonr months before his child was bom, and, as her mother had IdoUied her husband, ahe had cevei fully re- ^ covered from the blow, bnt had tlwtys remained ' delicate In health. When her btbe was bom. It was a moat feeble little creature, and lor many months waa not expected to live at all, but as It grew older It became stronger, end Ita mother's very heart sMugs were wrapped about ber child. Tbua It had ever been tbroogb Gtbel'a life. Der motbtr's strength and love had shielded ber—as far as earthly aoecUon could do so—mm the know- ledge of pain and sorrow. Bnt In doing this she bad weakened her oblld's nature, causing her to be wholly dependent vfia herself, and leaving her powerlesa to meet or eodnn the tflsls of lite wblob must come, aooner or later, to all. When Ethel was dtteen then came to be an In- nate of her home, the eon of a dear Mend of ber mother's, who. In dying, bad b(g|*d Mn. Moon to lookafterheronlyandbelovedoblld. Atthattlme Ullei Norwood was eighteen yeare of age, and a Bludent at a medical college, for It was ths lad's most ardent wish to become (as bis father had been before him) a famous pbyslctan. Ethel, who had neither brother or sister, loved Hllen from the very llt»t,and mow passionately as each day paiw e d. ne < teramedtliataaiMtlonaaaklodbroUwrmlghtbave done. He pitied ihe halt sickly little girl with all bla heart, for In hia stnng yonng manhood It seemed atcirlMethlagtohlmtobe alwmya alllog. At flfiseo Ethel was a stiufe, quiet Utile orea- ore—always dnamlsf or saying tmnatnial tilings, loving ber gentle mother beyond ejcprexslon, but caring nothing for guts of her own tge, so that she always appeared aolllsry. Butsheseemed towaken when Hllen came-to breathe, feel end live. And ber mother was delighted at the change, and grew happy when she heard ber child's laugh, as now abe so often did. mien was an extraordlnarly hands'ime yonng fellow, being tall and Inely built, with beautiful grey eyesand dark curling hair. Be had been his pannta' Idol, and bad well repaid their love, for bis was a most unselOsb nature, end one which would, without a murmur, sacrtdce the dear- eat withes of bis heart could he heuedt anyone In so doing. With hit kind voice and wonderful charm of msoner be took possession of Ethel Hoore's heart Etbel Hooreshowsd him all her heart What conid theyoong fellow do, bnt gather her closer to bIm, and tell her "thatbe wouldneverleave her, that she must be his dear little wife In the time to come," and as she listened to these dear worda her wan face grew bright and calm, and, forgeifnl In her deep Joy that he bad breathed no word of his love rorhei,ehe hid her face against him aid was con- tenu Bnt, alas, for mien, that It waa pity and not love which moved bla tender bean—and that he coild not have spoksn In faith thoae three, won- derans words which tell the eiory of sll llfs's paa- Rloss and woea- He was young, handsome, and Intense In his nainn, and had bidden deep In his Ufe. The yonng fellow would pray eaneeUy at snob dmes that he might never fall ber. one day there came lo Un. Uorllag—KUbel's aunt —a letter from a distant cousin, saying: "That her daughter was about surtlng for New York City, where she waa going to perfect hetielf In music, hut would wllh Uielr pennlsalon pay thorn a visit ant" Bbe went to Ethel wllh the letter where she and Hllen were sitting. "Oertalnly, let her oome," answered the girl, ller coming would brighten them all up. It waa dull for her aunt, dull for her dear Mllon, and, though he shook his hsodsome head at Ibis, It was dull. Ethel waa 111 and nervous; ehe ouiild not for- get her mother. and soni, and the glil would have died for bIm wlll- lD|ly. Thus two yean went by, and Hllen waa twenty and Ethel seventeen. Thnngh his collegs Mlien had passed wllh great honors, and now bad gained the title of "Dr.," and waa most sn- thuslsstlc over hit future, whicb, be said to himself, shonld be an hononble one. The young fellow was a dne horseman, and rid- ing was the one sole recreation of btt Idle hours. Etbel, though deadly afreld of a horse, would in- slsl on accompanying him, though rather agalntt the wishee of her mother, who slways feared some accident But Hllen laughed ether double. Alas, one day ber fean were vetlted, for the girl had siddenly fainted In her saddls snd had fallen from ber seat, being dngged quite a dlsiance by ber filgbtened hone before the borrllled Hllen could rach and slop him. When picked up the poor girl was unconscious, and It was fonnd tbst her leg was broken In two placet. Kone may lell of her molber's agony wbsn she looked drst npon her child's white fsce, snd learned the reason of her fell. Haoy sad weeks of pain passed for Elbel,and when she could sland npon ber feel It waa found that she wonld always remain lame. This was a groat shock lo hsr, for since abs had learned lo love mien she had regretted a thoomd times that she was not beantlfnl, and now she bad an added de- formliy to show before him. Bnt when he was Diat admitted to her room, and saw the bavoo wblcb snoerlDg bad made In her, bin gitat heart seemed lo oveillow wllh pity for the little creatntf, and he ast down beside ber, and en- folding his kind yonng arms abont her, Uld her bead agalnit bis breast Then snddsnly and passlonslely the girl cried odI: "I love yon, HUen—I love you, and now you will bats me, for Ism a cripple, atwell as homely. Too will tats and leave me, and I thtU die, for I cannot live wtUiont jen,"[and;in tbeae mlssnbls words heart an Ideal woman whom he should one day meet snd lore. Bbe waa to l>e beantlfol—for b« adored beauty. Bbe was to have Ihe voice o( tn angel, for wllh all tbe strength of hit soul he wor- ■blppedmutlcand It was this that bid helped loRiln him Ethel's heart, for he himself bad a grand voice and sang with feeling and tenderness, and now he told himself "that bis dream waa at an end—snd tbat, though he could be kind and faltblul to this poor girl, be could never love her as ber atrccUon for himself deserved." When Elbel's mother learned of the eniagoment Rbe waa glad Indeed, for she had Ihe drmeit trust In Hllen's honor andgoodneta, and thought now the might be at real regarding her dartlng*e future, for this poor mother had a secretin herhreaatunahared by all who cared for her. She waa 111, very 111. ller bean waa inuliUog her more and more. Two or three Umee she had been In ber chambsr eotliely overcome, and had Ihoaghl herself dying. But of ber pain she bad not even spoken, fearing to dU- Ireas her child. Thus It came lo pass, a month later, that when Ethel went to ber mother's room one moroing she found her sleeping never to awaken more. Tbla dioadful Borrow eompletely prostrated the misereble girl, and for many weeks she could not leave ber apartment They bad aent for ber mother's sister, a kind and geoUa woman, and she wsa still at the head of the honiehold when this rimpis story openv A year had passed since Hia. Moon's death, and Ethel had never recovered from her Ont tilef. Hother and daughter had been Inaepsnbis, and the alone knew all the weakness and helptessness of her child, snd as ths days went by ths gin longed more and more for the tender emtimcs of ibooe faithful and patient ansa. Twta only her great love for Hllen which kept her from sinking eoUrely nnder her loss. 8bs olisn told him this, and called him the one (teen "os^" In thsdeaolatloD ol her The grand piano In tbe dnwing room wss never opened, and Hllen dared not slog, for mutlc seemed to torture tbe sad girl. It was on a boauilful evening In the Bnt i«n of Seplemlier when Xatherlne Kleaworth waa to arrive at "Bunny Blde,"as Ethel's lovely bume wta called, The carriage containing her tunt had gone to the station to meet the yonng itnnger, and Hllen and Kibelawsllsd thelrcomlng, tested ou Ibe broad verenda. "I wonder shall I like ber," said Ibe girl, laying her small, thin band on Hlleo't. lie took ind held It In hisaahe antwered, with a imlle: "Why not, dear Ethel; she It a girl, and jott your own age, yonr aunt tslls me. All glils ar« fond of oach oUier,an they nolt" "You are very much mtsuken If you think that," replied the; "for myaelt, at you know, I bave never cared for glrlt, and though you may laugh at me and call me silly, I have a atnngs feeling In my heart that telle me" — lien tbe paused end her eyes darkened. "That—I—ahtU hats Ihe one that It coming." Before the astonlahsd Hllen conId sntwer ber the carriage drove up lo Ihe entrance and he haaiened toatittt Ihe ladlea la alighting. Hrs. DoillsgcsDe Bnt, and foUoirtng her Ihe tall, graceful Bgure of a yonng girl. An her feet touched the groiind shs drew oira heavy traveling vsU, revealing lo Hllen's and Ethel't gitncea ihe loveliest face they had ever looked upon. "Hr niece," aald Hra. Dorling, "and Hr, Norwood." At that Etbel tispped forward and held out a cold lltUe hand lo welcome to tlit tlianger, bnt with a tuange'faellng of stoknesB stesUng over bsr which she conld not.nndentaod. Hllen bowed and 'stood ■sM^ while the ladiss escssded the steps snd passed Into the hsll. At they vanltbsd trom hit view the yonng man tlwted u Oongh iwttanug tron Mt Heap. "Wlist a face," he wliltpeitd to hliiuelf. "As heaiitltal at a .:r«ani," anil bo followed them Into the boute. Kathf rlne had reoiuved ber hat and wnp, and now stood lauthing ami talking lo Hre. Darling. Ethel had fallen Into a ubtir, anil hail her eyes diced upon that wondrous face. I would tbAt 1 could ilosorltw It rightly. At I have said, iho tall and exqute- llely formml; hor waving htir war of the darkeal auliiira, and laid In ourle alioiit hor broad, whits brow; her eyes, rloh. oxpietAlve ones, wen large and brown la color, aliided l>y lung, ourllni lilaok laiihes; ber mouth war perfoot In shape, disclosing Riiiall, lieaiiUfully white toeUi, while hor vnico waa mill and uiiislcal. But It waa not hor beauty alime which uiA<le KHtherlno the wonder of all who saw her. It washoriinocniclouuiannfself. Ths sweet eiprosslon of her countenance, her winning smile and ohamilog msnnor showing that sho bad a na- ture aa pure and inie at tier face waa boaiiilful. Is Ituj lio wondorod at that Milan Nnrwond, at the end of two weeks paased In the young gtht luclety, was madly—and for the nnt Unie In his llle—In hivel Bnt that Is loo poor an expioMlnn—ho wiinlilped hor. Bbe waa the only woinsu he had over Inngod to pot- s eas tho uno liloal wonuin of whom ho bad dreamt and hidden In the Inmost terapio of Ills heart, and sho bad entered Into hit life when Itwaaallkxilate, for novor did Hllen for nno moment think of dis- honoring hit plighted wonl to Kltael, and It waa her whom he plUed more than hlmtelf, nnienibertng her groat love. "It wta loiTlblo," be tolil hinitoll, "Ibtt a glri thouldglveher botn to a man who illd notdetire II nor lovo her In relnro." Wlioo Kthel oame to hit tide and put her hand in his. ti tho to often did, he would hold It fast and swear that never through a fault of bbi thould added pain come to the heart of Ihia poor girl. Ami Klholt Was ahe an l.llnd aa he thought her? Did Rho never noUre tbewnpped eiproRslon of lilt handsome, nualied face aa ho ml listening to tho glorlDiis Tfiloe of Kstherino, ta sbe aangaong after aongh) tliom sr tlioy aai In theaolt twilight? lilil ahe aco the tluh color Ihtt flew to the cheek of tlila lovely creaUiru wlion Mllon wonld rbie lo lurn lier noUM or porliaiai Join Ills noble voloe lo tho pasRlonato muHlo In whioh their two loult wore Itid tairu to each other. Who ainoiig them oould tell what Ibonghta were uriiwding through that (|Ulok lirelii, aa, ourioil up In a gnat uliair, silent and walohful, the lliloiied lu lliuae two hand- aomo young crCAluree wlin htil fnrgutlon ber. Only SH the dayH want by more silent did she be* ounie, and more plain and wan her araall flgiire hMked botlde tbat oUier one. Hllen never neglected her. 1( potsltile be liecanie kinder and more gen. Ue, watching hor every want, waiting upon hor aa tenderly aa her mnlhor might have done. To the onlooker Ihe tight iif Ihia ilrong, liauilaorne fellow'a atlenllon to the girl lookod lieatitlfu), and when Ibey tpoke of Ihia to her, tolling her how happyshs should be In the love ol a man like Hllen Norwood, ahe only answered them with her atrange, quiet amile, and turned from them all, but when alone In hsrohamlKir, with tbe door lookod upon her, then the pasalons which lllloil li«r heart to overflowing SRSorted llieniselrea, and on her knees she wept and aoblied until, dated snil blinded, shs could weep no more. Hllen, her Idol, lliORole thing In life for which alie cared to lireatlio, bail givonhlaliive—hlalove(wbloh bad never lieen bera) to tbis Rlranger. Hbe, who oould hsve tlie world at ber feet, lisil entered ber bomeand Ina few daya bad Ukon from hor the one cuiuoUtlliinlefl her. 11 wan Indeed hard, liltlerliard. Ilo tliuughlahe didnul know-tlialnhe was hllnilto the greai paMalon which had taken poaaeaalon of hu anul,Bnd then this wrotuhod lltllo creature would go to hor mirror, and, lighting all tho lamps alKiiit II, wiiultl litok long and liltlorly at hor tear wet face, tl) the plainer for llio alorni of grief and pain wbloli liail swept over II. IHi, liow she bsted hnraelf- worie, a tliuiiaand Unies wonn than ahe did Kaihe- rlne. How could any man love herl iMstuf all Hllen, who adorcil Irfuiiity, as ahe |had often hoard lilm My long ago. Hhe bed no one to lilame tave horaelf. Hbe had tbown bini lior heart—had told him of her love, and Ilial Rbe could not live witliout him, and ho, lieing an goneruiiaand hind, bad plllod hor, and placed hit Ufa at her tenrlce, anil now lie loved, and yet waa alrugnllng tn In irue to hia promlao. Aud lie would keep It. Hlie knew bIm well enough not lo:dnut)l lilm. Iiul what a life It wiiuld lie fur thorn ImIIi. And though alio was weak and 111,'Rlio'mlRht live long yoan'and Always ;iie In' tbe way of bla liapplneat. Oh, alio'would speak to bira, would lildjhlmuhe Ihia girl and loavo hor. Every day Klliel luld her- self that ahe wiiiiUI do tliN, and every .day, Inoklni mill lilt litndaome ficc, nhe heallalMl. Ifow could ■he live and aee bIm go I Hoinetlmni. gating at Xatherine'a lovely countenance, lUlenIng to lbs sweet voice, she fell as iliough ahomnatiprlngopon tho girl and du snniethlng lo rnln ttut exfiulalie iHiaiily that lisd destroyed hsr. And thus the wratoliod girl sulTered In alleni agony aa llmejpaaaed. Amngemeols had lieen made for Katlierlne's de- parture on the (iillowing day (abo had lieen wllh them a monih). The girl benielf longed and yet ilreadcd to go—aha bad lost much of her gaiety, she aaog no mora and Hllen never asked heir. The hoiiae aeeined to he aeltllng down Into lit ututi dullneaa and tadneas. That evening they sat—with the oxcepllon of Mm. Uiirllng (who had retired lo her room with a alight heada«he)upnn Ihe verenda. It was a dark, chilly night, and suddsnly heavy clouds bad arisen, covering the'iky unill not a star waa vlilble, and In the stilluesa the aound of the wavM daahing upon Ihe ebore of the lake could be plainly heard. Hllen had done bla beat to keep np Ihe conveiMllon, Imi iriuiout rauob eocouregemenl, for Klbel, lying back In ber nbair, ber ores seeming- ly closed, made no effort ',to lalk aad Kaiherioe re- plied lirlelly as postlbls to bit teoiarks. Presently . ■he rose to ber feet and, turning to P,ihel,'sald: II you will excuse me, dear, I believe I will walk a wblle lo the grounds." Do so," answered Ethel, wlthtutmovlngoropen- Ing ber eyes. Hllen tuned towards the ball. "I will bring you a wrap; you will need It," be said, and hulsned In, ratoraing In an Inatanl wllh a Hgbt shawl, wblob she took from him with a low "lhaok you," and putting it about her walked awayand wss toon lost lo their sight among the tall trees. miss Mk back Into hia seal, and Ihe Ustenlni EUtI heard a faint al|b comloi Itoin between his