The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1866-05-11
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A KtpE iaH iMaITH 4 MaANtAc.
BY ANNABEL LEE.
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Il nave b SlStSH-1A-laW, oAPlalueO
my self-constituted guardian, "who
resides in A.. I am not certain
about the house, but suppose I can
find it without much trouble. will
take you there with me, where you
can be pleasantly situated, until your
friends come" The very absurdity
of the proposition aroused me some
what from my fear-almost made me
laugh.
cit is impossible" 1 emphatically
propounced; sI do not know your
sister; never heard of her before, and
of course would never think of in
truding upo1i stranger"
$50 you have forgotten-would
choose for yourself" was his rejoin-
der, and the terrible flash of his eye.
and his excited manner, warned me
that it was dangerous to contradict
his mood. Here I was in perfectly
defenceless position, and liable at any
moment, if was not conciliatory, to
be murdered in cold blood, or preci-
pita$ed headlong into empty space.
L Immediately saw low injudicious
was my rash speech, and endeavored
to rectify it.
"Do you live in A." asked
gently, wanting to soy something,
and feeling at loss. But the evil
spirit was not so easily exercised, for
the young man merely saying, "No,"
relapsed into a profound silence.
Glow it rains!" was my next ejacu-
lntion. A remark which my COM
: panion evidently considered dpropos
de rien, and took no notice of what
ever. With quivering hand, I took
up my book and pretended to read,
being oil the while aware that he
never, for moment, relaxed his
watchful surveillance. On sudden,
as if touched by secret spring, his
tongue found utterancc.
$50 it is settled you are to 90 with
me to my sisters, Miss Montague.
car bring his heart there"
''Miss Montague!" 4 exclaimed,
verify confeunded at the name, and
completely mystifed at his last
woxds- = 'sMiss Montague! You are
mistaken, I am not Miss Montague.
n, He has been taking me for somebody
leelse, cogitated, feeling infinitely
relieved; some friend he has not met
recently, I suppose. This accounts
for his singular conduct in some mea-
sure.
''What is the use of trying to keep
lncog," were the next words to reach
me. @'You may deceive the rest of
the world, but you cannot deceive
me. knew you the moment I on
tered the door. I would know you
in the wilds of Africa. Do you
think l could so readily forget the
past? have not, like you, quaffed
of the. waters of Lethe If every
thing else could pass from my mind,
do you think tho incidents of that
fatal night would not still dwell in
my memory? What power would
eradicate"
''Indeed," here interrupted, his
vague words creating bewildcrment
and CONSERVATION, lyon speak in
enigmas to me. You are mistaken in
the person; much mistaken. I have
no idea who Miss Montague may be,
for l never heard of her before; but
OF my own identity I ought to be CO.
pablo of speaking, and I am verify
certain I am not Miss Montague"
ooh ! of course not" said the
young man, with scornful irony, 'sI
am fool; I am an idiot; why did
you look at me, then, and turn pale
Mt the recognition? Why did you
shudder, when I approached you?
O. course, though yon are not Miss
Montague, do you fancy there is a
r scafiold in Waiting for her, some
whore, that you reject the name-it
is pretty enough one, I am sure.
Perhaps you will also deny that your
initials are A. @. Mp"
"No, 1 don't deny that; it is true.
Those are tho initials of my name,
Alice Clarke Morgan, though I am at
% loss to discover how you, who are n
stranger, should happen to know
them"
cha! hal" he shrieked, with de-
moniacal laugh, looking as imagine
fiends must look, and wildly tossing
his arms about his head, cha! la!
Listen, ye gods! Strangers! Strangers
to each other, when we stood toge-
ther, in the pale moonlight, over that
dead body, and watched the red blood
streaming on the ground from the
ghastly wounds. Was it not sick
ening sight? You defed me then
aye, you scorned me, but Registered
vow, and 1 will perform it, to avenge
that cold body, to follow you to the
nttermost parts of the earth; to dog