I knew it was he,
when he met me at the hall door, and said:
"Edna--Miss Linden! _can_ it be?"
"Yes and no, sir--both--Edna Linden; but, Doctor Graham, not _your_
Edna. You will find her in the parlor," I answered, saucily, glad and
sorry, both, at his coming.
Ah, she welcomed him with profound joy, I know. He knew all; papa had
told him. And if he loved the beautiful girl, he then worshipped that
noble woman.
"Thank God! Mine at last!" I heard him say, with fervent joy, as I
passed the door, an hour after.
How beautiful she was, when, a few weeks after, she became his very
own. I stood beside her and drew off her glove. How happy he looked as
he placed the heavy gold circlet on her finger! How proudly he bore
her down the crowded church aisle!
Ah, little Lilly was no doubt his dear and cherished wife. But _this_
one, 'twas plain to see was the one love of his life.
WHO WAS THE THIEF?
Fred Loring's toilet was at length completed, and turning from the
glass, he said:
"Well, I'm off now, Nellie. Good-by."
"At last! Excuse me, Fred, but just now quietness is more desirable
than your society.
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