The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1870-08-19
ono. nv father is dead: "

b
"No, my father is dead we are al
there are left, pointing to the ENACT
ated form in the bed. "But I will
give you my fathers clothes. Yo,
can dress in them, and I will say yo,
are my uncle from Yorkshire.
He readily fell into her plans, ant
she, placing bundle before him, re
tired into the inner room. When sh.
emerged she could scarcely recogniz,
i'll the bowed, decrepid old man, will
silvery wig, the handsome, manly
youthful stranger OF few moment,
before.
Days passed, and still the stranger
tarried ut the cottage. He was dc
lighted with Barbara's well-informet
mind, and wondered how she had evel
obtained no much knowledge in tha
secluded country district. But it seem
ed that her mother had been mucl
better educated than the majority o,
her sex, and had taken great pains
with her daughter before she had died
and Barbara being Of M intelligen,
turn of mind. had thought and read
much since.
Days heightened into weeks, and Q
warmer feeling than that OF friendship
sprang up between them. AZ yet, he
had not mentioned by what title or rank
he was known.
Il must leave You now, sweet
heart" he said, throwing himself
down beside her one lay "but / can.
not go away content until you give
me the right TO return. Will you,
Barbara. my love, my life, come to the
church" he pleaded, "and let the
priest solemniZe our vows, and / will
depart happy? Will you, dearest Bar
barn?'
What could she cay? She had risk.
ed her life for him once-she would
willingly sacrifice all now. Led on
by his words she could not resist him
but blindly. devotcdly followed h IN tc
the altar
What he whispered TO the priest ere
the ceremony took place, she did no,
catch with her ear.
You will not doubt my love, my
sweetheart" he said, because / have
not revealed my rank? When l come
again, will come as one worthy fol
you to- receive"
He kissed her pale cheeks and quiv.
ering lips over aud over again rs he
left her, anu turned his back to the
little cottage.
Months passed by before she ever
heard from her lover-husband, and she
feared he had fallen into the hands oi
his foes.
He came nj last--a star glitteriLg on
his breast, and his array kinsly. Hei
heart fell within her as he hastened to
her with ontstreched arms.
Barbara. my love-" he cried. fold.
ing her 10 his breast, II have come al
last But why do you shrink? Are
you not my own true love still ?"
"And you are"
Edward to you to the world tho
Prince of Wales, the heir to the
throne, he said. "They were seeking
my life-the rebels. But why do you
look so pale? have made up my
mind to fofsakc all for you, my dar
ling"
- But the princess p she cried
IAN England knows Of your approach
ing marriage"
will not have her." he eiaculat.
ed sternly. a. / will resign all pre-
tensions to the throne, and fly with
you"
For a moment the bliss of being
once more within the arms of her be-
loved intoxicated her senses; but then
her resolution was taken.
Ny lord. your"
Hush, Barbara e And he placed
his finger on her lip. "I can not have
so much formality from your lips. ]
am still only Edward you saved and
loved"
Then, my beloved" she cried,
you can not, do not doubt the full.
ness of my love-the love that would
only too gladly this moment give my
life to preserve yours"
do not doubt it. my sweetheart, u
he returned.
Then, oh believe what I say is
only prompted by that love. You
must go back to your fathers palace
and obey his commands. Our secret
shall be faithfully locked in my breast
my last breath shall be drawn in sup
plicating a blessing for my prince-my
king"
Never !" he exclaimed, gazing on
the slight, exquisite form of his be.
loved, that was even now preceptibly
trembling with emotion.
But it must be SO. Edward, my
loved, listen 4! Go-go to q happy fu.
ture; do not blight your own precious
life as we'll as mine. Go, and in after
days you will think upon and bless the
love of Barbara Claxton."
He was silent for a moment hel
words fell with full force upon his
heart; she spoke the truth; but the
struggle was too great to endure quiet
/ ly, and he wept like child,
I" Your wisdom is greater than mine
Barbara" he cried in hoarse voice
you are more worthy of rubies thar
I. Oh cursed fate that divides tht
peasant from the prince. Barbara, b.
me ciful !
6. am merciful, my life p she cried
her cheeks glowing with passionate
love; "more merciful to you than yo,
are to yourself. Do you not know
that this remuneration is costing m,
more Than my life :? Go; be happy, b.
brave, be good, be great and some
times think of your Barbara Claxton.