The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1861-07-15


what IL hef' HE s@arthy faeS pakes him lQot like
| an Arab but HIS accent and manner are English.
Besides, ne IL well educated, and Wen intofmSd,
| not 40 terrible"
ellis complexion ia rather dark, oonfsss
don't know what country he can belong to-"
81 think he ia an Arab
But his whole manner is English"
| els he a friend Of yours" she asked
Eyes," said Temple, though we are not de-
voted to each other. He is pleasant companion,
| and we have often met"
"Do you think he is q man to be trusteds''
Temple, with smile. :" But If you dislike him ]
! will avoid him."
"Oh!" said the other with little confusion,
do not be influenced by me-"
" But how can help it?''
~ do not know what you mean.''
| "Do You not, Clara?' said the young man, in q
deep tone of voice, drawing his chair nearer to
But Clara did not seem to invite any condolences
Indeed she seemed to dread them. She looked
around in kind of dismay.
Clara again said Temple, in deep emotion.
Her eyes met his for one m0ment--his earnest,
adoring; hers filed in all their dark depth with a
strange expression as though affection struggled
with maiden timidty. IL was but for an instant,
however. The next moment she made desperate
effort to change the course of conversation.
what can this Condo be?' she said, slowly,
looking downward as she spoke.
|
aim. His whole soul was aroused. He had called
! her by her own name, which he SO dearly loved.
| He must now tell her ALL
''Will you listen to me for one mOment?' he ask
| ed imploringly, dearest Clara"
| Clara again caught his eye, and her face famed
| into confusion.
AT length she started abruptly from her chair.
There! there! He is pursued" she cried, in a
half distracted manner
''Whoy whaty'
"My father. Oh, am so afraid
She leaned against the window and looked up the
| street.
There is nothing there said Temple, with
| some veXatiOn
But my father has already been pursued to his
| house by frantic mob, and now live in hourly
| fear of his lite''
as it possibe?" cried Temple, in surprise.
yes They have threatened to burn the house
down if he is found communicating with the
British.'
''But he wouldn't do that, would he?" asked
| Temple.
Pm afraid-l'm AFRAID said Clara, che has
| some secret employment"
Then let him beware!" cried Temple, in an in
voluntary burst of wrath.
"Beware?" cried Clara. "And do you, too,
theaten?" She started back from him.
Threaten! All, no; forgive me. You misnn-
| derstood me. j only thought OF the dangers to
| which he exposed himself
But Clara looked cOldly upon him.
Whatever fate falls upon him, she said, with
calm and resolute tone, lis shared by me. &C.
company MIN III every danger. III ne Is attackcu
also will be attacked; and if am not strong
enough to fight, am yet strong enough to die!'
Temple turned pale; he felt as though wide
gulf were opening between him and Clara.
Call him Tory and traitor" she said, pas
sionately, but to me he 10 father, and will be
his faithful daughter through every trial!''
''Oh, Clara, beseech you do not speak to me
in such tone. Forgive me if by any chance
have offended you. Clara, ] would give my life
for your father.o
"You have no reason to love him." she said.
IL do not love him" said Temple.
Then why do yOn talk about dying for him."
said Clara.
at would be for you-for you!" cried Temple,
with kindng eye and voice tremuous with emo
ton. 81 love you'll adore you: VIII you not
hear me-will you not listen to me! Give me some
hope: you cannot be so cruel as to turn Inc away.
Speak, bcseech you, Clara"
The young man paused, and, Selling her hand
he looked earnestly and impioringly at her. Caras
eyes fell beneath the ardor Of his glance. She
looked troubled and frightened. She gently drew
her hand from his.
"Will you not give me one ray of hope?" asked
Temple, with an implorng voice; mot one
word---'
.Oh," cried Clara, at last, bursting into tears,
iii you do love Inc as you say you do-if this is
true--sparc me now; do not"
But at this moment the door flung open, and
man entered the room. lie was pale and breath
less. He started back az he saw Temple.
Father! father' exclaimed Clara, rushing up
TO him. ooh! am glad. have been anX-
ious Have they threatened you again! Are
Sri" exclaimed Wells, looking haughtly at
Temple, have you forgotten what told you when
| you were here last:''
no, sir, have not" said Temple
lyon seem 10 have done SO, said Wells. 80,
in order TO freshen your memory, will tell you
| again: Yon are not wanted here, sir! You are a
| low born, Inbred rebel! Do you hear that? And
if words cannot keep yon away, will try what
when you were here last!'' cried Wells, in furious
rage, land that is what tell you nOw.'
Sir said Temple, were you any one else than
| the father Of Clara, you would answer with your
! life for such an insult''
1.-The father of her whom you 80 Familiarity call
Clara - said Wells, lis infinitely obliged to you
for your distinguished consideration. Perhaps you
| find il equally convenient to have such an excuse
| for pochetng an insult
Temple turned az pale az death.
1T is not enough, sisy continued Wells, "that
my life is made torment by your associates out
! side? 1t is not enough that ] cannot walk the
| streets in peace? Must you, TOO, come to invade
| the privacy Of my own house, to act the spy-to
| plot against me-to-- In the name Of Heaven
cried Wells, flashing himself to fury, "are You
going? ] don't want to kick you out, or you will
bring mob here to sack the house What will you
take 20 go peaceaby? VIII hundred pounds do?
Speak.n
Temple uttered terrible oath. At this painful
Clara had cling TO her father with pale face
and despairing look. The deadly insult which
! Temple had received banishcd from him the last
. vcstige Of consideration for Wells
"Misorahlc mani" he cried, do You talk about
! spying ard treason--and to me? Thank God, my
! name is nnsued, and the insults which you throw
at me fall back upon yourself
! He turned away not daring to speak more, for a
/ fiery passion ragged through every vein, ard had
/ Clara not been present, he would have wiped ont
his insult with blood. Slowly, with rigid limbs and
| livid face, he passed out OF the house.
CHAPTER V.
LYNCH LAW.
Distracted by thousand contonding feelings
tie young officer walked swiftly out into the coun
1rN and sonc hi TO soothe his lnnea s1ilits by Vi