The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1872-05-30


Hildric. You made love to me, and
wrought my ruin with your false, fair
ways, and then, when my good name was
at stake-when would have died thou
sand deaths to win your favor, you tempt
ed me with false promises.
Eyes, SIR she went on, turning to
the magistrate, "he, the Lord Of ST
Hillric Court-see how the craven will
aiu covers and tremb!es, promised to
make me his lawful wife, and to give my !
unborn babe an honorable name, if | |
would do his bidding. Luke Hartly, my |
half brother was his bitter enemy, he said,
and would stand between US and our hap
ripess. He must be got out OF the way.
"He laid a fiendish plot, and made me
hi. instrument, promising that no harm
should come to Like. was angry with
nv half. brother, because he had sought
to save me from my destroyer, and ST.
fenced my conscience, and followed his
bidding. 1t was who entered the libra
~ that night. and took the money and
the St. Hildric Diamonds from the cabi
net | knew that Luke was coming to
the court that night, and as fell with
my stolen treasurers, sure enough L met
him. He was coming up 10 see, and force
ST. Hildric to do me justice, he sald.-
But the officers were right at my heels,
and thrust the stolen articles into Luke
hands, and implored bin to help me.
1.-The officers took him before he had
time to conceal them, and while | was
, not dozen yards distant, but the true,
good fellow would not betray me, and
working his destruction.
s'Ah, bow the thought Of it tortures
+ me now-he was such a good brother,
! and took the crime 90 himself 10 save
! me. think | should come forward and
= confessed all, but my child was born q
!; few days after, and for months [ was or
q the brink of the grave. When l recover
4 ed, it was all over, and poor Luke wal
4 gone. And then for my child sake, ane
r because Of the villain promises, hele
t back.
e "But my child is dead now, and m.
n eyes are open. [ have learned what Lore
St. Hildric's true object was. He love(
d you, Berenice Renfrew, and made me hi
= instrument to disgrace and Danish you
a lover"
IF Berenice uttered startled cry, and hi
is lordship tottered toward the door, with
d face like death.
t. Curse you, curse you, forever an
ID ever!'' shrieked the dying woman, ''yo
Il have ruined and deceived me, and ma
d my curse rest on you forever more"
c. An hour later the naples woman wa
r; dead, and leaving her father in the car
y of some neighbors who had dropped in
is moved by an impulse thai was irresistible
IS Derenice went down to the sea.
g The rain had subsidized, but the wind
L were high, and the waves lashed tn
y strand with sullen fury. The night woul
is be black and perilous. Sitting dow
is upon rock, she locked out with solem
eyes upon the stormy waters. Wher
II was he His name was cleared, but woul
re he ever come back to her again A fierce
|. cruel hunger consumed her heart. Sh
), stretched out her arms toward the storm
is sea, and cried piteously:
It Luke, Luke, when will you com bacl
u to me?
}, The sobbing waves drowned the feeble
cry, but at the same instant tiny speck
far out amid the foaming waters, caugh
her eye. Slowly it came on, now sinking
It out of sight in the trough Of the sea, ant
II again rising to view on the crest of bill
low.
At last she could discern its FORM 4
life boat containing two men, who pulled
II for the shore.
# The night came down heavily. and will
S it the solitary boat struck the strand
n One of the men leapcd out, with boat.
9 lamp in his hard His face was worn ane
bronzed, but the clear, gray eyes wer.
e unchanged Berenice put out her arm!
= with a cry Of joy:
c 'Oh, Luke, have you come
f He claspcd Ter to his breast.
S eyes, Berenice, / was going another
way, out into the world to win a name,
t but our vessel struck the bar, and the
9 storm sent me home"
;, ''Heayen sent you, Luke she said
solemly, your sister is dead at the rec
: tory, and the Carrow Head people know
> that you are innocent"
His eyes flashed proudly for an instant,
and then filed with tender tears.
''And you have trusted me, and wait.
) ed for all these years, Berry p
Yes, Luke and we will never part
T any more, now, will we?'
Never any more, my darling, unit
death shall part u.s.