The Weston Democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1875-current, 1875-07-19

had loved, and that ono man was Rollin
Weatherbee. But my heart was filled
with regrets for my past folly, and fears
for what might follow. But two weeks
passed by and I heard no word and
saw nothing OF Breeze Rogers until
that chill October night, when my story
opens.
I turned my face away, lest the light
| OF thosedark eyes should bring back the
old delisum. For at that one glance ]
felt the Hood leap through my veins,
md stnnge glow shoot through my
heart. Thoroughly despiscd this man,
yet he hRl o. power over me still. A
woman Eho hns ever been held in q
mans ans, and felt his kisses upon hei
lips, canneyer so learn to despise or for.
get him that the sight Of his face will
not som mtimes move her. al. leugth
arose ant moved away from the window.
A seconl later something struck the
glass viii sharp click. qft.
"Wht was that ." asked mamma.
"Thdwind hurled something against
tho win ibw pane," I answered. A mo-
ment Ia i and 1t was repeated. "Why,
ilit sound. like something thrown against
the glak," mamma said. "Tell Har.
wood I'd Bee what it is, Rose"
| got Up and went out Of the room.
4 knew itwas useless ito resist Broece
Rogers Summons longer. I must GO
ard see That he wanted. Ithrew dark
cloak ovs my. shoulders and went out.
He heard he door open, and glded into
the shadSys again, ..c
"What do you want" 1 asked, icily.
".Why d you herel I told you never
to approdn me again."
"Yes, BIT you were angry then. You
haye had lime to think, more kindly Of
mo sincd d,nd I caneto tell you TINT
Corn is did. She died last night, and
with her Ding lips she forgavo me what
ever wrolII I haye done her. Iwas with
her and cSght her last breath. II she
could foHve me, surely you ought. ]
know 1 dtiher o great wrong, but I re-
pont ofit Ind she has forgiven me; will
, not you lathe some and come to mo y
He tob b step toward me, but I re-
treated II haye nothing to forgive, "
I answed coldly. "H she whom you
, 80 wrdked has forgiven you. well and
good. owe you no ill.will. but do
not Id or respect you now, and never
can." ...G sas u Hit,t
/ "Rd \" he cried, "you arc cruel
I OH eoe to me, and fly beforei it is toe
) lato."
NJ @Hbln I said sternly. "All that
i wild I'd is past, and forever. I shall
: be thdifc Of Rollin Wcatherbee next
. week this time, and for from here.
The wHof the only man I ever loved.
4 That Id fancy l conceived for you
3 died aa .ddenly as it sprang to life, and
can nei live again. Go away now, and
\ leave Goodnight and goodbye.
spt back into thehouse, and locked
4 the dol behind me, leaving him alone
j in tho 4kness. found mamma had
fallen sleep in her chair by the
: stove, was relieved that I would
!, thus b( )aredauswering any questions.
n n The I'd blew colder and harsher
= across moorlands. A dreary rain be-
!. gan to and tho night settled down,
n desolat I'D lonely. Merideth House
= was op Sssively quiet, and my heart
l. was full sad forebodings. What il
I tho drtlful autumnal storms should
como oif,st after Rollin embarked for
Ayonddl Whnt if his ship went down
{ in the 9krs OF the lake, and lie never
y came tdDl Would it not be Just
punishIht for my wild follyl Had I
Y not bednntrue to him in thought, and
almost bken my VOWS, and fled with
'another Id that other basehcarted,
unprind BID, villain Obi I was
p ashamed dashamed; and I hid my face
in my his, praying to God to forgive
= me, and md Rollin to me in safety.
The d that followed were damp and
Z chill, wlmst and wet east winds. But
tho drd,d storm did not come on.
Each nis II wentto rest witha heart full
toIl Of anxid dfear; each morning I arose,
thankful find only wet winds and
somber .es. Thursday morning came
: gray, cd chilly, like the ones that pre-.
s ceied itThursday night the ship Cora
d Bell unexpected, and by that ship
Rollin \ Vtherbee would come to me.
4 I was ktless and uneasy all the long
~ day. Nglimmcr Of sunshine lighted
! the dull lny skies. A damp mist fell,
and tho lid east wind blew over the
moor. hight I was almost hysterical,
lid aud my lrt was like lead in my breast.
rvs "A waAcel bride yell be, il 70 dinnu
gid brightep Bit" Harwood said to mo,
and / dhot wonder rs I caught sight
svSpf my d white face in the mirror.
' The ding came on dark and DESC
soe.. moon, no stars, only gray
tsSy, yariG here anu there with dense
black cloiis. could not stay in the
house. pseemGl like a prison to me,
and scizig cloak I threw the hood
over my bad, tho cape over my shoul.
ilers, and alked down tho avenue, and
| leaning athe stone pillars Of the gate,
looked optowards the lake. Suddenly
, souietllia caught my eye; it was q
!, bright Y % high up in the air. "a
. ligIthors OF course" I said, mentally,
= Ubut wi ltlaye I never seen it before
4 That is 4 tho Lighthouse that directs
q sl,ips to londale landing, for the land.
4 inc il ejkly opposite Mcridcth House.
Il / have tho light night after night
~ from mi iamber window" 1 turned
;" nv oyej the direction OF tae landing.
II was Il as pitch. But to the left,
Il full Id 4 milo, shone that brilliant
4. light. llcnly thought struck mo,