Beautiful Rienzi; or, The Secret Vendetta — page 226: what you’re looking at

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BEAUTIFUL RIENZL P2949 until I could return and openly claim her. If unforeseen trouble arose she was instantly to summon me, and I would assume my proper place as her husband. ‘All this I proposed, to soothe the trembling misgivings of my dear girl; the moment of our parting was drawing near and grief was swelling in her lovely bosom. She feared some dark misfortune—we should never meet again—some- thing would come between us. ‘**Nothing can, my own wife, but death!’ I whispered. *“We both live, Ivanilla, but. her foreboding has come to ass. ‘“At last I had togo. I gazed once more into those loye- some eyes, wliich beamed as if Heaven's constancy dwelt within them; I pressed in my arms a form which clung to me with throbbing heart, and fond, murmured words; I breathed for the last time the dear farewell to my wife. My good friend Pemberton rushed out at the last moment for me, and our parting was mercifully brief. Still I remem- bered my beautiful bride, standing in the door of the little cottage, pale, tearful, yet striving to smile lest my heart should break—her last word a heroic one. <“There is nothing to fear—I do not regret.’ “< In a few minutes we were far apart, and I was steaming toward New York. When I reached the city I purchased the wedding-ring, and had my wife’s initials engraved in- side, with the date on which the ring should reach her— ‘July 16th.” I had an old family ring of the Joselyns, a curious piece of workmanship intended to conceal a ring in- side; this I slipped the ring into, and sent with my first let- ter to my wife. It was during my passage home to England that I soothed my bereaved heart, by painting that picture of our love-scene behind the cottage, and which afterward in playful sport I sent to Isolina. ‘*T arrived home to find my sister in a decline, and rap- idly failing. ‘The joy which she felt at my return produced for a time a favorable effect; she rallied and seemed to throw off the disease. Iwas like my old self; and she clung to me with the most touching affection. I told her the secret source of my happiness; with what sympathy and wondering interest she listened; then when my darling’s letters began to arrive, breathings of the purest and most exalted con- stancy, how my gentle sister’s tears of love fell as I would read to her passages which she might share, —_ (<(e) comichbooks