The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1872-10-17

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chanted spot, only instead of the starry
splendor, you must imagine the golden
sunlight Pickering in and out"
"Under that tree were two figures,
la boy with basket of pebbles,i which
he was tossing right and left, giving q
gay shout as they fell around him, and
an Indian woman, who looked far too
hopeless to be the mother of such a
beautiful child. AS came up to her
| she snatched him and would have run
away, but called to her, and offered
! the boy some bonbons. As 1 stopped
over him, he caught at my watch
chain, and coaxed him to sit beside
| me, showing him the trinkets l wore,
! your little lOcket among the rest. The
woman talked very good English, and
found the child belonged to her, and
was three years old. But the time for
you and the artist would have been
when the case opened and disclosed
your face. She caught GLIMPSE of
it and her dusky cheek grew ashen,
while q terrible fire leaped from her
eyes. With one wrench she tore it
lose from the chain, then pressed it to
her bosom, while she moufned and
walled like lost spirit. e .aalssSA 4slssf
@Hescali pale face wife, and stay
with her always Poor squaw only
have papoose and no brave" she said,
wrathiully. ..35 4aI3J 5I3'is q
Pointing to the child, she held up
your picture. Perhaps you would
have chosen that scene for the canvass
when L learned the true character OF
the man who had offered iIle his love.
'iMr. BraytoH, you have my answer.
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harem, and the pretty bauble voa in
trusted to my care, i lett with one
whose claim was stronger than mine.
/ / do not wonder you showed such a
dislike to ramblings in this vicinity,
but 1 promised that poor creature TO
bring you hear for once.p Ode III -1-
She had talked so rapidly that her
listener had no time to arrange his
speech. 1t mattered little, for before
them stood the woman, like a dark
Nemesis, holding in her arms the boy.
PHe was sleeping, and on his neck gilt
tered the jeweled case, held fasto by
strings of gaudy beads.oI Il yGiQ3b II
} Sybil turned and fed back through
the beautiful grove, across the pebbIy
beach, and into the path which had
become SO familiar to her in the last
B Pluck Armstrong came to the break
fast table the next marning, and Ben.
aBrayton was absent fromiit.l The par
ity returned without him, and only
Sybif learned through Pluck that her
plan had well-nigh had fatal ,tefmi-
nation. bezae1t4o buG a9ob0I5-HF
When Ben Brayton returned to his
home, there was long, mysterious
story of peril and escape from the
Indians, and his face bore frightful eV-a
'idence ofsome terrible assault, where
by his wondrous beauty was married
forever. u fusdJ g3H baa sJal50Gs-il9'
q Sybil disappointed her aunt and as
tonished her friends by marrying
Pluck Armstrong, and perhaps the
noblest deed life will make possible
for her was the setting apart portion
of her property for the maintenance
and education of a bright little boy
whose mother rests IN her grave, and
whose father is reconed honorable
among men. Is s9aiseio gia 31odi-- 9
Then time and its changes brought
Mrs. Applebee, a widow without
money, and oprostrated by physical
suffering, to Sybips home, for comfort
and support. fn9ils Iui ATs b1qS
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