The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-05-28

and more the longer I know you. I sha,1
love you more and more forever"
Size wound her arm about his neck
and with tender maiden sweetness kissed
his forehead, and kissed the wavy hair
kissed the thin, pale hand which lay
nervelessly on the yellow organ keys
And then stiffness crept about them, a
stiffness more fraught with eloquent Joy
than any measure of golden speech could
have been.
While theyt hus stood hand in ham,
talking the curtain behind them parti-
tioning off the long gallery parted, and
dark face peered @@through. It was a
mans face, handsome but cruel in that
purple gloom of gathering shadow. 1t
was no friendly face, either, that with its
many changes of nate and jealous anger,
and furious despair, seemed, while the
lovers talked, 70 be playidg dark and
stormy accom- panimcnt TO the idyl of
their love.
! A sudden angry burst Of wind at the
narrow window reused them unpleasant
| ~ to sense Of the night and the nearing
| storm
"Oh, the rain T. cried Hester, with q
pale face. "How thoughtlees of US to
stav, and you have that long, desolate
walk over the cliffs lnSthe dark !"
"Never mind" cried Robert, stouty.
"There are ouch light and warmth
within me that | shall not heed passing
touch of wind and water. I will see you
to your door first. and then goodnight.'
"My cousin Conrad promised to come
for me-" Hester answered: II wonder
what detains him. 1t is too bad for me
to take you all this long way out your
route"
II like 1t DETER so,'' the young man
ssiJ, oravely. Il do not like your cousin
Conrad, and am net willing to trust
you t. his care. Oh, my darling y he
went en-, earnestly, "If my music but
brings me fame and fortune can make
you all my own, and there will be no
more good-nights, no more parting In
the storm for u.s.
They passed down the stairs and out
into the street together, unconscious of
the shadow closing upon them, nearer
and blacker. At the door of Hester's
home they parted with lingering good
by.
my precious music cried Robert,
buttoning his coat closer about him.
mo harm must come to that. 1t repre-
sents fame and fortune and love and honor
Tor thee and me, my darling"
Hester lifted small wet face to peer
into the gloom. .........
II wish you could stay" she said. "Aad
OH, Robert, be careful Of the cliffs-the
path is so lonely and dangerous. shall
Come early TO rehearsal tomorrow for
the sake Of knowing that yon are sate.'
"Do y he answered. Il shall bring
you glad tidings. Success is too near tor
he TO miss it new. Good uight, good
night. my sweetheart = And so speak,
! ing lie passed from her into the shadow
Yot his waiting doom. .*...
After that night of storm the day
dawned clear and cold At st. Paups the
Choral Society, just then in the first flush
of enthusiasm over new oratoria, gath
cred early. One-swo-three the great
bells chimed the hours, and the singers
waited patiently for their leader. Some
thing had detained him, most likely lie
would come soon The honr struck four,
and he hao not come, and Hester Heath
ersleigh, with heart heavy as lead in
her bosom, fell Oh her knees in an agony
of prayer. "Oh, my God !" size cried,
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reckless of who might hear her, "he is
dead. My Robert is dead He has been
lost in the cruel storm"
Some one, plying, touched her arm.
It Was her cousin, Conrad Charters: he
was looking down at her with pale face
"a face paler far than that which he had
spled upon her yesterday from behind
the gallery curtain. Her piteous cry
had touched even bis stony heart.
"Hush y be whispered there is news
from hin--from Robert come and hear
what it ISL aG 8aag a4T .se.t.s
A note had been brought by a swift
running messenger, and q shudder ran