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to me;

“It is my turn to speak, then":--and he Upon a prayer-book, open at the rite rose,

Of solemnizing holy matrimony. Taking a candle: "come this way with me." Her marriage-ring was stitched into the

page. They stepped asido into a neighbouring

Grey stood a long while gazing. Then he Grey walked with quiet footsteps, and he set turned

The candle on the ground, and on his knees So noiselessly the handle of the door Close to her unringed shrouded hand, he That Harling fancied some one lay asleep prayed, Inside. The hand recovered steadiness. Silent. With eyes still dry, he rose unThe room was quite unfurnished, striking

changed. chill.

They left the room again with heeded steps. A rent in the drawn window-blind betrayed

On friendly Harling lay the awe of death A sky unraried, moonless, cloudless, black.

And pits : he took his seat without a Only two chairs were set against the wall,

sound. And, not yet closed, a cofii placed on Some of the hackneyed phrases almost them.

passed Harling's raised eyes inquired why he was

His lips, but shamed him, and he held his brought

peace. Hither, and should he still advance and

“Harling,” said Grey, after a pause, “you look.

think " It is my wife,” said Grey; " look in her No doubt that this is all-her death is all. face."

Harling, when first I saw you in the street, This in a whisper, holding Harling's arm,

I feared you meant to come and speak And tightened fingers clenched the whispering

So hid myself and waited till you knocked ; Ilarling could feel his forehead growing Longing that you, perhaps, would go.

Waited behind the door until you knocked, moist,

When I And sought in vain his friend's averted

Had opened it, I think I called you Sireyes. Their steps, suppressed, creaked on the un

Did you not chide me? Do you know, it

seemed corered boards : They 'stood beside the coflin's foot and

So strange to me that any one I knew head.

Before this happened should be here the

same, Both gazed in silence, with bowed faces

And know me for the same that once I was, Grey With bony chin pressed into bony throat.

I could not quite imagine we were friends.

It is not merely death would make one The woman's limbs were straight inside her

feel shroud.

Like this -no, there is something more The death which brooded glazed upon her

behind eyes

Harder than death, more cruel. Let me Was hidden underneath the slapely lids ;

wait But the mouth kept its anguish. Combed

Some moments; then no help but I must and rich

tell." The hair, which caught the light within its strings,

IIe gathered up his face into his hands

From chin to temples, only just to think Golden about the temples, and as fine

And not be seen. He had not seated him, And soft as any silk-web; and the brows

But leaned against the chair. Nor Harling A perfect arch, the forehead undisturbed ; But the mouth kept its anguish, and the

spoke. lips,

“Two months are gone now," Grey purClosed after death, scemed half in act to sued. "We two speak.

Lived lovingly. I had to come down here, Covered the hands and feet; the head was And here I met a surgeon of the town. laid

Hell only knowg- I cannot tell you — why,

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So that would make her sad. I thought it

strange She had not so informed me from the first. Her cousin, when I named the point, ap

peared Surprised; but then to recollect herself, And answered— I could see, a little piquedShe should not cry again because of her. « These fits of tears continued. We were



I asked him to return with me, and spend A fortnight at our house. Perhaps I wrote The whole of this to you when it occurred. His name is Luton."

Here he chose to pause. "Perhaps: I am not certain," Harling

said. “I think you might be certain," answered

Grey, "If you're my friend.” But then he

checked himself, Adding : “Forgive me. I am not, you see, Myself to-night-this night, nor many

nights, Nor many nights to come. Well, he agreed. Of course, he must agree ; else I should Have been like this, disgraced, made al

most mad.” At this he found his passion would be near To drive him to talk wildly: so he kept Silence again some moments-then re

sumed. “ How should I recollect the days we passed Together? There must surely have been

enough To see, and yet I never saw it once. Besides, my patients kept me out all day Sometimes. It was in August, John, was

thisThe end of August, reaping just begun. We've had a splendid harvest, you'll have

heard.” "Indeed!" the other said, shifting the while His posture-and he knew not what to say.



“Yes, you detect me," Grey cried bitterly ;
“ You know I am afraid of wbat's to come-
A coward. Now I do hope I shall speak,
And tell you all of it without a stop.
There was a lady staying with us then,
A cousin of my wife's—but older, much ;
So that you understand how I could ask
This Luton down. Before his time was up,
He seemed to grow uneasy, and he left ---
Merely explaining, business called him

Alone together, for the cousin went
Away soon after. Then I could not help
Seeing her health and strength were giving

way :
Her mind, too, seemed oppressed. She'd

hardly leave
At nights the chair she sat in, for she said

This is the only place where I can sleep.'
Yet her affection for me se med to grow
A kind of pity for its tenderness.
Oh! what is now become of her, that I,
Aster to-morrow, shall not see her more,
But have to hide her always from my

He took some steps, meaning to go again
And see her corpse; but, meeting Harling's

Turned and sat down.

“Is it not,” he pursued, With floorward gaze, “hard on me I must

This business word by word, the whole of it,
While I can see it all before me there,
And it is clear one word could teil it all ?
Can you not guess the rest, and spare me

now ?"
“I will not guess; but you,” said Harling,

“keep All that remains unspoken; for it wrings My heart, dear Grey, dear friend, to see

you thus."

I said I bad not noticed anything
Unusual ; and yet I sometimes found
Mary in tears, and could not gather why,
One day she told me wlien I questioned her
It was for thinking of our girl that died
Months back--for that her cousin would

Often to talk to her about her own;

"No, it is better I should speak it out, For you would fancy something; and at

You will not need to fancy when you know.
She came to mu one morning--(this was

A fortnight after he had gone away,
This Luton)-saying that she found it vain
Attempting to compose her mind at home;
That every place made her remember wł at
The baby had done or looked there, and

che felt
Tuo weak for that, and meant to see lier


Coroner's Inquest-A Distressing Case.
An inquest was held yesterday, before
The County Coroner, into the cause
Of the decease of Mrs. Mary Grey,
A married lady. Public interest
Was widely excited.

“When the Jury came From viewing the corpse, in which are seen

remains Of 110 small beauty, witnesses were called. “Mr. Holmes Grey, surgeon, deposed: 'I

lire In Oxford, where I practise, and deceased Hyd been my wife for upwards of three


About the middle of September, she
Was suffering much from weaknees, and a

weight Seemed on her mind. The symptoms had

begun Nearly a month before, and still inereased, Until at last they gave me great alarm, Of which we often spoke. On the eighteenth She told me she would like to stay a while With two of her si-ters, living on the coast, Ai Barksedge House, not far from here.

She went Next day. I cannot speak to any more.' • The Coroner: 'How were you first ap

prised of this most melancholy event ?'—' By

note Addressed to me by Mr. Luton here.' "A Juror : Could your scientific skill Assign some cause for this debility?' "No, I believed it was occasioned (so She intimated) by a domestic grief Quite unconnected with the preeent case.' “ The Coroner: 'You'll know how to cx.

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The question which I feel compelled to

put : I have a public duty to perform. Had you, before the period you described, Any suspicions ever?'— Never once : There was no cause for any, I swear to

God.' " The witness had, throughout his testi.

(That is, two sisters some few miles from

here). She spoke more firmly than I had heard

her talk A long time past, because I thought it

And I believed she had determined right,
And so consented. But she only said
'I have made up my mind'—thus waiving

Consent on my part-mere sick wilfulness
I took it for. She left the house. I might
Have told you she'd a lilac dress, and hair
Worn plain. And so I saw - her the last

The last time, God in heaven!” He seized

his fists Together, and he clutched them toward his

throat. “Many days passed. She had begged me,

feeling Eure It would excite her, not to write a line, And said she would not write, nor let her

friends. I think I did not tell you, though, how pale Her cheeks were ; and, in saying this, she

sobbed, For such a lengthened silence looked like

“Three weeks, or nearly that, had passed

away :
A letter on black-bordered paper came.
It was from Luton. Then I did not know
The hand, but shall now, if it comes again.
He wrote that I must go immediately,
That I was 'to prepare myself'-

trash :
He 'dared not trust his pen to tell me

On Thursday I arrired here. I cannot
Attempt to tell you all about it. When
You've read this, only call me, and I'll

come ;
But I will not be by you while you read.
On the first day I heard it all from him,
And loathe him for it. I am left alone,
And all through him.”

He took a newspaper
From underneath his pillow, and he showed
The place to read at. Then he left the

room ; And Harling caught his footfall toward the

corpse, And touching of his knees upon the boards. And this is what he feverishly perused :


mony, Preserved his calm-though clearly not

without An effort, which augmented towards the


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