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About The west shore. (Portland, Or.) 1875-1891 | View Entire Issue (May 1, 1889)
THE WEST SHORE. f Hi m .rtimcf with me. nuani. tut r urn, i ni "i-k ."" - .. t.ilM..ft.tn.rt'(v,m,1ifh1.!rtiiuDcLaDH. " V,o may him. then," Mabel said, laugh ii.jfly, m ! Irfl rrtn. A!mt il" firat j--r.n h encountered on reach, ir.jf tU .(..re m MurtinxT dray. "Cotno in the ,i.,r. Moitiw-r," ah aaid, "I Lave something to My to you. that ii of vital imrtauc to us both." When the to hl enW.d the parlor, she mo tiobml liim to a a-at, while alio threw herself into an rMy rUir faring Lira. She hardly knew how to .rrb the ml j-ct, bet broach it alio muat, so she be- " I hate Wu tbakiDgof late, Mortimer, that the tt.gaymrt.t muting U-Iwh-o ua can not bring happi bra to nthrr of ua. It ia worm than folly for a cou lo U -!, buicg only m wo dx With all friendly Ming and dm rrijM-ct to )ou, I releaao you from our rnjwtiimt." Mortimer aa turpriard, but hia face did not tnrn a abad j lrr, and Lia voire wiu aa calm aa nsual u bo rrihr! "1 till rrloiun you, MIhL I hope only that I bam id or done nothing to offend you. I tee yoa )-.k unumally happy, however, and I am am glad for your aake." " I thltk yon, t. will more than happy when I bate t.ld yon all, Mortimer," the girl said, with an arch U k " Thre it dar little girl down at Mr. Kicfc-itou'a, lbobu Urn wy ill. hho ia better now, though, n I ah toll rue to t 1 1 you, that if your heart u li rim to hrt at once," Th git I light that .l.nD in the depth of the jfcVrr" Mm. rjr ii:,j,ir,v Mortimer (iray'i heart with b j tuM, and, riair g to hia fWt, ho exclaimed, fkr'ly i i i Yes, all is well, Mr. Watson. You must not go , fcDd perhaps on , Mortimer Grav iustflew 1 nnw. however. Mortimer Gray just flew away in that direction like a ballet shot out of a rifle," Mabel said, laughing lightly, as she turned to re-enter the house, followed by the newcomer. The young man was cordially welcomed by her fa. ther and half an hour passed away, in which time they discussed freely the event of Doss return. A few minutes later, when George essayed to take his departure, Harry would not hear to it, saying, as he stood himself between the young man and the door, way " You shall not go a step until you have dined with us. I can imagine your anxiety to see your sis ter, but jast now, if you should rush in upon the hap. py P&ir. ya mteat b6 e meaDB interrupting a very loving scene." " Poor Mortimer was fairly beside himself with delight when I told him that his loved one still lived," Mabel said, laughing merrily. " Wait until after tea, and, with your permission, I will accompany you," she added. Half an hour later, as they were walking up the valley road, the young man said, as he gazed full into bis companion's fair face: " You are almost an enig ma, my little friend. I can not imagine how yoa can refer to Mortimer as my sister's lover, when you are his betrothed bride. And yet you seem happy." " lie has always been her lover,"1 Mabel replied, "and now he is wholly hers. I have released him from the unpleasant bondage that existed between us." " Unpleasant! What do you mean, Mabel? " " Simply that we did not love each other. He was honoBt, and told me the true state of his feelings to ward me; while I, on my part, was equally candid. We bocamo engaged, but not happy." " And I would have staked my life that he alone possessed your heart I must tell you something, Mabel I in' tell you and then you can drive me from you forever if you chooBe." Impuluively the young man took the girl's white band in his own: and aa she cazed ud into his deep, "(iivo mo iiu. nd , t, j(ni( M ht in ' worst eyes, she was thrilled by the love-light that fto-h. I.ittlo Iv., WfcUm hu roai'e u, ,f, ' ; j ,hone n their depth. auj ii only t. auiom for jour apjratee." j 1 love vou' Mal)9L It is a secret which I never Mortimer ttl to Ur to reveal, believing that you and Mortimer bat, be f u.bM fnira tho r.m, and up the v(.y tl i otll,' YoQ are the only woman, besides rather tumirj; u. U t th m my mother and sister, that I have ever loved; and, MaUUalUI out ou the j.-rch to K,M t.-r him Lt "" 1 kuW yoU Can never care 'or me more 11 ,nt 'no, it Las relieved me to tell you. nevertne- i . .. . " Trll me all. MaUl. There Umore- what ia it?" " lie ralm. tl-uiv" tlm rirl ..I I l 'nuuiujjiy. toomrtUU, W.u,u U Lrr fr.d lU0 UuJ cUl tn bi, m be mi I loM.,hatM,,r,M Miu Kwdall, I tnrn )ourfyciUllmeth.tk!li,(l!.1 " Oh, (leorge, why did you not tell me this long, loutf w when it ooht me such an effort to try to give J-u np?" MkIh'1 wked, laying her hand, which the young man bad suddenly released, on her shoulder.