The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1856-09-27

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often she had sat for hours upon ascouc
OF moss made BY his own hands. Onl
a screen of wild roses separated her from
the well remembered spot.
| She heard voices. Could she believ
her earss His tones, low, deep, thrill
ing, were SO familiar that she could no
mistake them. Bat what tones respond
ed! Low, bird-iike they fell upon he
ear-yet rather would she have hears
thunder, if the deadle., lightning wer,
flashing around her head. The voic.
was that OF woman
Carefully she crept up to the Gowel
screen. There she stood, hrea,hlessly
gazing, as bird fascinated by the brigh,
hued' serpent, upon scene which bro,
death 10 every hope in her young heart.
There, on the messy seat where she
had sat there, IN the bower which was
built Tor her, was Henrique, and pillow
ing her head upon his breast was one OF
the loveliest creatures she Lad ever seen.
The large, lustous eyes, black as jet and
llqud as water, of the stranger, were
ben, on his her form, even more voup-
tuaus and exquisite than tina, OF Barba-
rine, was enc,rcled in his arms. The
complexion Of the stranger was richer,
yet darker than tha, uf Barbarine. Bar
oaflne listened TO their words, pressing
both her hands to her heart the while, MS
II to keep /. from bursting.
Must that hated marriage occur, dear
Henrique g said the unknown.
III must, sweet Inez = said he. X, is
my parents desire ana my honor is
pledged. But do not repine, for still |
am thine. She will have my hand, but
you alone are mistress tiny heart. \ on
know, my angel, that the bondage to
which you were born and from which my
gold SO willingly released you. would bv
the laws OF this Stale forever preven, our
marriage, but it cannot prevent us from
lovIng. | will arrange a yet lovelier
residence for you than this, and no day
shall pass but my lips shall press thine,
my arms entwine thy dear FORM
Dear, noble Henrique, hor HOPE vou,'
she murmuIed, as she pressed her red,
burning lips TO his In long thrilling kiss
OF ecstacy.
She must die ? murmured Barbarine,
as her face whllened even more than the
magnolia which she had plucked to place
ID her raven hair. She remembered
where Henrique always carried his dag.
germ hls belt-and nosclessly she an.
pro'ched them while their heads were
bowed and they were los. in each others
caresses.
Sieaithily, yet quickly, her ieweled
hand sought the cagger's Init. She
grasped the felt the touch and started,
but ere he could rise the hot blood from
the heart of Inez flew p.in.o his face
.he blade had been sent Ecme to the
hilt.
Barbarlne spoke not, bu, there she
ssood-Ihe bloody dagger in her hand,
pale as snow and all as cold gazing upon
the girl who smiled on Henrique and
died without struggle.
'Fiend fend what have you done 2
groaned Henrique.
Released your Stare frcm bondage,
and avenged my own wrongr she said
as She cast the dagger at his fee, then
turned and without another word re-
traced her steps to The canoe and babe
her altendan, paddle back.
II was late when Henriaoe returned
TO his iather's house. He did no, speak
Of Tue occurrence Of that day, nor did she.
\ lew days aiterward he made an excuse
TO again visit New Orleans then a let.
ter told that he had sailed for France and
entered the amy which was ordered for
service IN Algeria. Poor Barbarine
made no complaint she kept her own
secret but she never smiled again.
Our readers know how gallan,ly the
Chasseur d d'Afrique behaved at Sebas,c
Pol. by looking at the record of loss
sustained in the terrible assault, which
sealed the fate OF that gallanlly defended
own, You will see that Col. Henrlaue
y sherville fell covered with wounds, a,
he head OF his men.
Barbarlne yet lives; but within a
noand erected under the bower on the
'anks Of the little creek rests-sThe Sc.
ret OF the Bayou.