He has
been offered a commission in the regular service, but his wife says
his country had him when he was needed, but she must have him now.
They are taking with them the remains of poor Harry, to place beside
his father in their Southern home. His mother is now quite resigned,
and says she is only waiting God's will to meet her friends above.
* * * * *
EARNEST AND TRUE.
BY FRANCES HENSHAW BADEN.
But still our place is kept and it will not wait;
Ready for us to fill it soon or late,
No star is ever lost we once have seen,
We always MAY be, what we MIGHT have been.
"You have never loved me, Constance, or you could not thus calmly bid
me go, without one word of hope for the future. Only say that I may
some day call you mine, and I will win a name that you will not blush
to bear."
"Would to Heaven I could, Ernest; but I can see no hope of my father's
relenting. You heard how determined he was never to consent to my
union with any one save Gerald. You say I have never loved you!
Believing this, it will not be so hard for you to leave me. It is
useless prolonging this interview! Every moment brings an increase of
agony, making it harder to part.
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