The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1867-07-25
From Once Week.
LETTY'S TEMPTATION.
A Story in Four Chapters. by I. D. Fenton.
CONCLUDED.
CHAPTER III.

The mists had blown over next day, the
sun was out again, and the sea calm and
blue, Lcttice accounted for her pale face
by saying she had headache, and thus got
off accompanying her aunt to the castle
where there was to be a formal giving over
of linen AS soon as the house was cleared,
she brought down her hat and set off for
her tavorite seat amongst the rocks where,
with the sea lashing and breaking among
the rocks at her feet, the gulls shrieking
over head, she thought she could look her
fate in the face, and form some plan to avoid
a meeting with the Squire
She had not been on the rocks half an
hour when a quick, firm football sent the
blood to her cheeks, and she and her false
lover were face to face
1t would be difficult to say which was the
most confused-Gawain, who had sought
the meeting, or Lettice who had been tell
ing herself it must come.
He was the first to speak, but he made
no attempt to approach nearer as he did So
He said, My wife found your earring, and
then | knew who Mrs. Lloyde's niece was !"
Lettice held out her hand mechanically,
but instead Of putting the earring into it,
Gawain clasped it closely, bursting into an
explanation Of his actions excusing, con-
doning, and lamenting his course in one
breath.
Lettice was powerless while he spoke of
his love and of the bright hopes he once
held out; but when lie tried to excuse his
marriage, and told her he had taken rich
wife to retrieve his fortune, the girls indig-
nation aud outraged love spoke forth
MIR. Gawain was prepared for this. 1t
only showed him that Lettys heart was
still his, that however her Judgment might
condemn or virtue plead the power he had
once held was as strong as ever. Seeing
this he could afford to wait patiently.
Il will do nothing to torment you, Lefty;
be merciful to me, that is all l am reap
ing the punishment of my sin. l did not
seek you out, Lefty; we nave met for some
good end: For Gods sake do not drive me
desperate, give me some chance for happi-
ness, or, at least peace. never was a
good man; but if you do anything rash OF
cruel now, you'll drive me to destruction.
Do not avoid the castle for fear of seeing
me; my wife wishes to have you. will
be out of the way. The terms are not SC
hard for you as for me- and what they are
to me you can never know A mans love
is a different kind from a woman's. in spite
OF what the poet says: perhaps it is because
men seldom give all their love, as did"
And with bitter laugh, he went away
and Lettuce, left to herself, did what wa.
only natural and womanlike-she sat witt
her head on her knees and cried, little think
ing that any one saw her agony; but there
glaring out from crevice between tn,
rocks, were the bloodshot eyes of Sam, VIII,
had brought all the cunning of madness t.
aid him iii concealiug himself, and thus KEEP
constant watch upon Lettuce and for TIL
he had toiled through many dark night
following out hiding place which he coult
reach without going along the path roun
the point.
Lefty had no easy task to perform: it wa
impossible for her to avoid going to the cas-
tie without giving a reason for so doing, an
that reason she, Of course, could not give
There was nothing for it but to trust in Nj
Gawau's promise, and for time ther
seemed no cause to doubt il: she never sa,
him, aud began to speculate upon her ow
strength again, telling that he could neve
have loved her as he professtd. or that
would be impossible for him TO act as calml
and colby as he now did.
50 reasoning, Lettuce fell into the nab
of spending day after day with Mrs Gawait
Many a time during the next six or eigt
weeks there stole over Lettice an undefne
sense of danger. She would start from he
sleep in the dead Of the night with teal
streaming down her face and her hea
thr1bbiug wildly Once or twice, Will
sitting at her flvorite place among th
rocks, she had been seized with sudde
fear, and, impelIed by some uucontrollab
feeling, had run home not even daring I
look behind her. Lewis met her one da
when this tit was on her. and the quarr'
that had separated them was made up. Il