The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1868-08-15
NO. 81.

I'd woman,s way. Never attempt to see
oe again r.
l. The deep, sorrowful, and tender nj
IF sion of that voice would have told n
/ if | had not fully known, all the bli
1 that I had lost.
y at is right that obey you," sal
/ as ssoon as | could speak, raising n
T head from my hands, and meeting Il
| gaze she could not avert.
:. No power could prevent my bcndir
e down, and pressing my lips to those cur
ed, pure lips that must nevermore
t touched by me. That kiss had all ii
r unutterable sadness of a last farewell.
A moment after, the carriage stoppC
at the door of her hotel. Without
/. word, l assisted her to aiight, and sa
: her so up the steps, and disappear. A
L walked homeward, felt dull pain i
my heart, and was conscious, also. {
r - ss--.--ss-~ -,
known IN the presence of Ella Charteri
NO one who has not experienced it. ca
tell anything of that feeling when h
realizes all that might have been his-al
that he craved shut out from him-an,
locked away by his own hand. Word
ram SO slSnally, that l will not attemp
them.
When l reached home, nv wife hae
just returned. The same steelly rIitte,
was IN her eyes as when I left her: but
she greeted me with her usual suavitv
Though knew that L did not thorough.
~ understand the woman who bore INV
name, yet [ did know that underneath
her calm demeanor was some times a
nerceness OF anger, an enduring vindic-
tlVeness. But never before had been
the object. No words passed concerning
the singer weSad heard. Though | had
never pretended love to her, yet could
not tell her of this woman whom I did
love- Had she been different, / might
nave done so, and begged herforbearance
with me. : :
90 the weeks went on, and spring deep
ened into summer. Sometime saw the
name OF Miss Florian in the papers. but
dId not see her. Between nv wife and
myself was an impenetrable wall. but we
1ld not notice it so perceptibly. / think |
Tor, in our politeness, there had never
been warmth, only peasantness-now it |
was only frigid Difference to each others !
wishes.
The first of August found us at our
Usual quiet watering place. 1t was the
eeond night Of our arrival clear.
moonlight night, perfumed by that soft
lr which has made the old citv famous
invited Mrs. Molyneux to walk on the
each with me, and we sauntered slowly
yer the sands towards a ledge of rocks
nat rose brown and rugged, the spray
t their feet.
Let US climb to place up there" 1
aid, and see the waves come in"
i prefer to stay here" she replied
put would just as soon stay alone. You
and explore, if you like"
L took her at her word, and spread
lawl on the sand for Aersssi.s--es..rrscs TO- !
P the rough p1'i vent. Oh until came :
gwa lIssszfasss.lsyN = 70 tire .s,s~-.zide went
irned to SIT down there, aud saw the ngF .
re of a woman wrapped in a mantle, !
ting motionless, her eyes seaward.
in that silent form was famil-
II, disguised though it was-something ,
nat gave a sudden leap to my blood. [
-epped nearer, and she turned her head,
evealing in the moonlight the face of .
lila Charters.
She rose to her feet Immediately
here was that between us that preven-
ID the utterance of words of custom,
nd we gave each other no greeting, save
nat look of startled surprise, that would
c happy, in spite of ourselves. She
armed to go, when / put out my hand,
aging, pleadingly, "Do not leave me in
hat wayl Surely, there is no harm in
loment spent with me-
She stood quiet, then said, sNo, know
= l came here thinking to be alone,
nd you startled me-"
As she spoke, she drew her silk man
lc closer about her, and her handker-
hief huttered from her hand down on
0 the rocks below us. / sprang down
0 get it, and twice, just as l reached out
ny hand for it, it slipped away, blown
y breath of win.
But | secured it at last, and turned to
20 back. Lik> an object in dream, /
aw a dark figure fit towards Miss Char
eris, as she stood close to the water that
igure raised its hand with swift and 81
ent motion, and pushed Ella Charters
,ver the edge of the rock, and heard
he terrible splash as she fell. Like a
iger, | sprang upward, and caught the
iendish glitter in the eyes of my wife, as
he turned her head toward me.
"NYoman! what have you done p
,ried and threw off my coat and leaped
nto the water, thinking / would never
come back alive without her.
1 battled with the water, as for more
han life, and heaven granted me success.
[ struggled to the shore with Ella on my /
arm, and laid her down upon the sands,
kneeling by her side in an agony of fear,
est thrt pale face bctokcned an uncon-
sciousness too deep to be broken. Two
Or three people came hurrying up, and
one of them poured few drops of wine
between her white lips.
1'She will i've" he said.
And, in few minutes, her eyes open
ed feebly, and met my gaze, which had
in it at that instant nothing but thank
fulness that l had saved her life, and
saved my wife from being murderess.
Some one touched my shoulder mo-
ment afterward; and, turning, l saw the
horror stricken face of friend. a pang
of undeniable fear shot through my heart
as l looked at him.
''What is it % 1 asked.
He drew me away toward the rocks
where 1 had been not an hour ago.
81 can not ten you y he cried. "Your
wife, Molyneux make up your mind
for the worst -
l broke from him at these words, and
ran forward to the rocks, not noticing
my cold and dripping clothes. There,
among the slippery stones, close by the
place where l had seen her last, at the
bottom of cleft in the rock, lay the
still form of my wife, the moonlight
striking her cold, rigid face, from whose
lips had issued stream of bright scar
let blood. Two men were endeavoring
to lift her, and bring her out from that
place where she had met her death; for,
that she was dead, one glance told me. l
seemed to be stupifed. | walked slowly
behind those who bore her to her room at
the hotcl-my eyes fixed on the ground,
not ono coherent thought in my brain,