Sauk Rapids frontierman. [volume] (Sauk Rapids, M.T. [i.e. Minn.]) 1855-1860, 1857-04-16
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seried INTO 4 theatre An domestic melo-
drama, though i must be confessed sl'at
adventures here i . consum-
mate actress"
e Madam. " began Dota, her face PAL
ing with indignationat this insult.
Il Miss Dee, DO not Intend TO have
any words with you. Youhave betrayed
my condolences I you have abused my
bonnsy 700 shall leave my house this
instant y
"Asyoo please, Madam" said Dora,
proudly, bLt with = bursting heart. -
GOOD God Mrs Trapez. mot tonight"
cried KimbalI, 10 q tons of CONSERVATION,
Il she is not TO blame you msst let me
explain. There are five feet Of snow on
the ground"
s " This moment, Y repeated Mrs. Tra-
speze, coldly !; my house affords no
shelter for females who sin. and call it
mis- Torture :
Kimball was for moment stunned BY
this brutal speech, but only for mo-
ment.
!" Then leave It too, Madam" he
cried. leaye it forever. As for your
insinuations with regard to this youag
lady, they are false, and unworthy Of
even soul as mean as yours. Beware.
Madam, how you insult lady whom
intend to make my wife.
No one saw The white figure fitting
J from the room. No one heard the ag-
onized sob that burst on the threshold of
the drawing-room. No one heard the
hall door close softi, or saw the delicate
feet sinking ii the cold snow.
No one will prevent your departure,
Mr.. Halbert Kimball but one thing
must beg Of you to remember, that
when you grow tired Of that girl, there
is no admission for you ever again.
Come Dora !" cried Halbert, not
caring to trust himself to a reply.
. Como with me. No father ever
watched over you more sacredly than
! vii! until you give me the hottest Of
titles, that Of husband. Come. y
He turaed to where she had been
standing, but there was an empty space.
He ran into the hall. opened the heavy
oaken door and peered ont into the icy
night. There were small footprints in
the white snow that covered the stoop.
Without saying another word, he seized
his hat and rushed into the street like q
mailman.
Oh! how cold it was that night. The
snow had frozen on the top into treach-
erous crust that broke at every step,
and let the foot sink into a stratum Of
damp clinging fakes. A bitter wind
swept through The streets until the wood
en- blinds ofthe houses seemed to SILVER
in the blast. There was moon, but SO
obscured by dull stormy clouds that she
only shone as it were BY winks, looking
out seemingly now and then upon the
world, when, finding every thing SO
cherries. she wraps herself up instantly
again in her feecy vapors. The POI
licemen we're all under cover in secret
places, and nothing stirred in the white,
melancholy streets. The very gas lamps
seemed to feel the drowsiness conse-
quent on extreme cold, and looked
through their frost-dimmed panes as il
they could scarcely keep their eyes
open. II was night Of bitter cold /!
And yet something living was still
moving n the city. Down along Wash
.ington Plade something dragged feebly
along, but what il was one could scarce
determine in the dim light. Now it
crouched as a more than ordinarily Bit
ter blast swept down the CHASTITY side
walk now il clung feebly to the rail-
.ings and dragged itself along and q
gain i would stop fearfnlly, and listen,
like some 1nimal hunted IN The death,
listening for the sounds Of pursuit.
AT last Il crossed Washington Park, Il
after i painful and laborious struggle. II
.and entered Fifth Avenue, and there,
where there il lane lined with stables,
i sank apparently exhausted sank IN
dark corner. huddled and senseless.
where even the dark moon could not ses
i. Ten Thousand fakes of pittiJess
SNOW came down upon ihe wind, and IS
each drill aew " / flung ! frozen aims.