ly burnt
itself out, yet he had by no means given her entirely up; he would
look about awhile, and at some future day, perhaps, might make her his
wife."

"While affairs were in this state, business called Mr. Morris into a
distant city; he corresponded with Jane occasionally, but his letters
breathed none of the tenderness of former days; and Jane was glad they
did not, for she felt that he had wronged her, and she shrunk from
avowals that she could no longer trust."

"Everard Morris was gone six months; he returned, bringing with him a
very young and beautiful bride. He brought his wife to call on his old
friends, Mrs. Lynn and her daughter. Jane received them with composure
and gentle politeness. Mrs. Morris was delighted with her kindness and
lady-like manners. She declared they should be intimate friends; but
when they were gone, and Mrs. Lynn, turning in surprise to her
daughter, poured forth a torrent of indignant inquiries. Jane threw
herself on her mother's bosom, and with a passionate burst of weeping,
besought her never again to mention the past. And it never was alluded
to again between them; but both Jane and her mother had to parry the
inquiries of their acquaintance, all of whom believed Mr. Morris and
Jane were engaged. This was the severest trial of all, but they bore
up bravely, and none who looked on the quiet Jane ever dreamed of the
bitter ashes of wasted affection that laid heavy on her heart."

"Mr. and Mrs. Morris settled near the Lynns, and visited very
frequently; the young wife professed an ardent attachment to Jane, and
sought her society constantly, while Jane instinctively shrunk more
and more within herself. She saw with painful regret that Morris
seemed to find his happiness at their fireside rather than his own. He
had been captivated by the freshness and beauty of his young wife,
who, schooled by a designing mother, had flattered him by her evident
preference; he had, to use an old and coarse adage, 'married in haste
to repent at leisure;' and now that the first novelty of his position
had worn off, his feelings returned with renewed warmth to the earlier
object of his attachment. Delicacy toward her daughter prevented Mrs.
Lynn from treating him with the indignation she felt; and Jane, calm
and self-possessed, seemed to have overcome every feeling of the past.
The consciousness of right upheld her; she had not given her affection
unsought; he had plead for it passionately, earnestly