Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1873-09-25

Il tex lnoin, ,ts !irey were sitting side
b.: idp, cnnveiSlng After lhrv !.ml
been there awhile. he sud abruptly !:
1" Alice. the TIM has now CONE whcn
/ can return to my country IN. safety,
..,,d have COME 10 Say %oud by; /
aln going.
Going. to he driven forth hereai-
ter Why not remain here?.
= Remain herel Is it possible that
Miss Montgomery can feel an interest
III one like me. so unworthy "i her ?
Oh, Alice, Alice I have loved you
from the first night saw you-loved
you with my Whole heart and soul !.
Can you, will yon not return that
love?"'
There was no answer, but a lovely
f,ce rested upon his breast while his
arm stole around a yielding form.
"But why should I ;alk OF love ?
continued he, II who am as poor as
man can be ali my houses and es-
tates swallowed up in the maelstrom
of the past revolution beyond posi-
bility of reclaim, on!'
Dear Henrico, / have riches; |
have enough for both
Z" And would you leave friends,
home, all that you hold dear, to share
the fortune of poor exile like my
self?"
"All, dear Henrico, all u.
The coque tie was conquered.
The face Of Armengole grew very
pale, his lip trembled with emotion
and his eye grew dim, but it was for
an instant only. His face flushed
and his eyes shone with their wonted
fire as he sald,-
"Then be it so. Together we will
reach our far-off home. Once there,
our future life shall be one long dream
of love"
A weekafter this conversation they
were married and then took their de-
oarture for Caracas where they ar
rived in due time. Armengole en-
gagged dwelling in the most fashion
able part Of the city and Alice was
as happy as the day was long. Each
hour seemed 10 add to the intensity
of the love she bore her husband.
Time sped on its winged fight and
Alice became conscious of change
in the manner of Armengole. His
demands for money became more and
more pressing, and she willingly ac-
ceied to every request. Soon his ab
sences from home began to grow
longer and longer, but he .lulled her
gentle complaints 10 rest by stories
Of his having discovered way to
recover one Of his many estates, and
that be was compelled to take long
journeys to carry out his plans. al
ways ending each explanation with a
fresh demand for money, it being he
said, impossible to gain his object with
outa liberal expenditure OF gold.
One day while Armengole was "
ing on sofa in his chamber, smoking
a cigar and enjoying mis- siesta, the
door was suddenly thrown open and
his wife rushed in with the air of an
enraged tigress. Her hair was dis
ordered, her face was crimson, and
her eyes fairly blazed with rage. All
the fire of her passionate nature was
fairly reused within her. In her
hand she carried an open letter. She
stopped within a few feet Of the sofa
and glared on Armengole as though
she would destroy him with her gaze.
The Senior smoked on unmoyed, al
though he surmised something ter
rible had happened. His coolness
maddened her.
4" Armengole," she cried in voice
almost choked with passion, Armen-
COLE, you are a villain You have
ruined me ?"
He turned quietly on his side and
looked at her with as little apparent
emotion as a marble figure.
II received this letter moment
or two ago." she cried. "Tell me,
sir, are its statements true or false :?
and she placed the letter in his
hands.
Armengole removed his cigar and
read the letter from beginning to end
without moving a muscle of his coun-
tenance while so doing. 1t read as
follows =