The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1858-01-21
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From the Fl1s Of our Union.
THE R0BBER OF SHERWOOD.
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BYsYLNARUs COBB. Ja.
'Sir Thomas, you know | have you in
my power. You are mioe 10 crush if
will and most nssuredIy will I do it il
you donot come % my terms
The$psakss'was Robert Lamwood, d
man thirty years of age, upon whose
bearded face The stamp Of dissi ,aion
was most indeibly fixed, aud whose
whole contour betrayed the deep prac
Used william. lie was gaiIy dressed, as
most Of his class generally are.
No, no, Robert, you will not do that,
uttered the barOnei, in eager tones.
Il tell you, Sir Thomas Langdon,
will not spare you | love your daugh.
ter, and she must be my wife,
%, no! Take my goId-rako ten
thousand pounds il you will, but spare
my chiId!'
'Ah, my dear Sir Thomas. mean to
have the gold too returned Lamwood,
win smile. 'IfI marry the child, ol
course shall inherit the gold.-Don' i
you see?'
The baronet did see. and he groaned
aloud. He was now in the evening Of
his lie, and all that was left on earth for
hIm TO love was his child. lie had spen,
the early part oil his manhood in Indiana.
and not until his five and fortielh year
did return to his native land Then he
took wife, who presented him with a
sweet child, and then died. Sir Thorn.
as had loved his gentle wife as a part
OF his own soul, and as his daughter
grew up, all his mighty love centered
upon her. And now 10 think that his
heavenly jewel must be sacrificed to
such man was msddening.
Robert Lanwood, you know nothing
OF that love which my child needs 10
make her happy. Spare her 10 me and
name the sum of gold that will satisfy
you. aud it shall be yours
'FooI!' hiSScd The william contempru.
ousIy, 'do YOU think gold can buy my
love? No! I'll have your child. or III.
have your life! Just as sure as we both
live al this moment, am | fixed in this
resolve,
'But YOU may relen,. The toars of
my child
Hold! Were Isabel Langlon's tears
each one a sea Of blood. I'd laugh them
away if they were shed to move me. -
But let us have no more of this. Now
listen 10 me- aud thus speaking, Robert
Lomwood arose and put on his hat. i
am going. If | leave this house without
your promise, you die, and your char.
acter is ruined forever. Shame will sit
upon your daughters brow, like the
mark Of Cain, and eat into her soul like
cankerng poison! Speak, sir.-Say but
one word, and you are safe.'
The man moved towards the door as
he spoke. His hand was upon the latch.
tie had passed half out when the old
man sprang to lis feet.
Stop! s;op he cried. Save me!-O.
do tot ruin mel
you hold The key Of salvation in your
own hands sir was The cold response.
Come tomorrow
II | do. it must be for my wife, or with
the officers of jusicsn
A moment the bowed his head.
&. : !. I /: !: !. : J
His bosom heS is frame ouiy.
red with EN-
IEaraw.Ut
stop! Stop!
morrowP j !
with the Sheriff.
No, no!'
'l'lI wait no more. Die you wish!--
Adieu, Sir Thomas
NO, no. stop, Take her!
With an effort the baronet sank back
into his chair, and clasPed his hands over
his eyes.
Il have your promise!' -.
'Yes-O, God have mercy on mel
Ere long Lamwood had gone, lsab
Langdon entered her fathers presena
She was beautiful girl; a mild, ha
eyed, pure being, whose character
been formed at home. and wbase
est hope ofioy was TO love and
She had seen eighteen years
was just opening into noble
oped womanhood.
She placsd her arms q hsr faili
er's neck, and asked hidiW had been
done. lie hesitated awhile, and then
a bursting heart, he told her all.
For some minutes the beautiful mai. |
den remained silent Her bosom rose
and fell at long, unsteady intervals but
she did not weep. AT length she looked
up and in low, forced whisper she
said:
MY father, you must tell me wha, this
terrible thing is. 1t is hard thus TO tear
out mp very soul and cast it away, but
for your sake | will do it. But tell me
Of this curse, OF this fearful power which
that bad man holds over you. Come.
fear not to trust the child that is 10 save
you
OF course, must tell you, my child,
for would not have you hold suspicious
which might be worse than The trujhE-
Lisien: You know the man wlio,eaf1e
with me from lndia--he was a youth
hen-hs mama was Laban Aldrich,--
tie was wild, dissipaied, fellow, and
vice he cheated me stplay. WsusedtoI r
play cards some on our homeward voy: /
ra inst 10 while away The Tina. When Il |