been 
provided, and Cuthbert took one from his own hand, which was placed 
on my finger? Ah! there was a grim fitness in the selection! A death's 
head peeping out of a cinerary urn. You will readily recognize the 
dainty bridal token." 
She drew from her bosom a slender gold chain on which was 
suspended a quaint antique cameo ring of black agate, with a grinning 
white skull in the centre, and around the oval border of heavily chased 
gold glittered a row of large and very brilliant diamonds. 
"I distinctly remember the circumstance." 
As the minister restored the ring to its owner, she returned it and the 
chain to its hiding-place.
"I do not wear it, I am biding my time. When General Laurance sent his 
agent first to attempt to buy me off, and, finding that impossible, to 
browbeat and terrify me into silence, one of his insolent demands was 
the restoration of this ring, which he said was an heirloom of untold 
value in his family, and must belong to none but a Laurance. He offered 
five hundred dollars for the delivery of it into his possession. I would 
sooner part with my right arm! Were it iron or lead, its value to me 
would be the same, for it is the only symbol of my lawful marriage,--is 
my child's title deed to a legitimate name." 
She turned toward the door, and Dr. Hargrove asked: 
"Where is your home?" 
"I have none. I am a waif drifting from city to city, on the uncertain 
waves of chance." 
"Have you no relatives?" 
"Only an uncle, somewhere in the gold mines of California." 
"Does General Laurance provide for your maintenance?" 
"Three years ago his agent offered me a passage to San Francisco, and 
five thousand dollars, on condition that I withdrew all claim to my 
husband and to his name, and pledged myself to 'give the Laurances no 
further trouble.' Had I been a man, I would have strangled him. Since 
then no communication of any kind has passed between us, except that 
all my letters to Cuthbert pleading for his child have been returned 
without comment." 
"How, then are you and the babe supported?" 
"That, sir, is my secret." 
She drew herself haughtily to her full height, and would have passed 
him, but he placed himself between her and the door. 
"Mrs. Laurance, do not be offended by my friendly frankness. You are
so young and so beautiful, and the circumstances of your life render 
you so peculiarly liable to dangerous associations and influences, that I 
fear you may----" 
"Fear nothing for me. Can I forget my helpless baby, whose sole dower 
just now promises to be her mother's spotless name? Blushing for her 
father's perfidy, she shall never need a purer, whiter shield than her 
mother's stainless record--so help me, God!" 
"Will you do me the favour to put aside for future contingencies this 
small tribute to your child? The amount is not so large that you should 
hesitate to receive it; and feeling a deep interest in your poor little babe, 
it will give me sincere pleasure to know that you accept it for her sake, 
as a memento of one who will always be glad to hear from you, and to 
aid you if possible." 
With evident embarrassment he tendered an old-fashioned purse of 
knitted silk, through whose meshes gleamed the sheen of gold pieces. 
To his astonishment she covered her face with her hands and burst into 
a fit of passionate weeping. For some seconds she sobbed aloud, 
leaving him in painful uncertainty concerning the nature of her 
emotion. 
"Oh, sir!--it has been so long since words of sympathy and real 
kindness were spoken to me, that now they unnerve me. I am strong 
against calumny and injustice,--but kindness breaks me down. I thank 
you in my baby's name, but we cannot take your money. Ministers are 
never oppressed with riches, and baby and I can live without charity. 
But since you are so good, I should like to say something in strict 
confidence to you. I am suspicious now of everybody, but it seems to 
me I might surely trust you. I do not yet see my way clearly, and if 
anything should happen to me the child would be thrown helpless upon 
the world. You have neither wife nor children, and if the time ever 
comes when I shall be obliged to leave my little girl for any long period, 
may I send her here for safety, until I can claim her? She shall cost you 
nothing but care and watchfulness. I could work so much better, if my 
mind were only easy about her; if I knew she was safely housed in this 
sanctuary of peace."
Ah! how irresistible was the pathetic pleading of    
    
		
	
	
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