The star. (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1874-1875, 1875-07-05

"Miss Delmainel Allow me to we
come you home"
| She gave him her hand. After all, ol
memories held still their sway in ht
lheart.
/ Some secret audaoity moved him /
say 1t. He bent over her and whispere
IL have the heliotrope yet, Hortense.
/. Her eyes blazed; She snatched he
hand from his as ii his touch stung he
Remember to whom you are speal
ingw she said, sharply.
II do remember"
81 have other business than listenin
to the silly talk Of Ioye-sick boy. S
good night"
Six years passed again. Duke Ruth
erford had name In the land. On hi
graduation he had studied law, been ad
mitted to the bar in due time, and afte
two years. successful practice his talen
had won him the appointment OF Judg
for the district.
One day, late in November, he foun,
| nlmself ON board an ocean steamer
| bound to New York. He had been on
business tour to Europe, and was re
turning home. There was CAV part,
or ladies and gentlemen among the pas
sengers, wealthy aristocrats who had
been doing" the wonders of the old
land.
The second day of the voyage they
were all on deck at sunset-promenad
ing, laughing, chatting-enjoying the
iresh Oreezes. Duke was there also
lie met Hortense Delmaine face to face
proud, beautiful woman now. Hei
youth had not made false prophesies oil
thA plnrv nf har
neard OF her fame in the CAV Partisan
capital, and, looking at her now, he was
ifee TO confess that she had not worn
undeserved laures.
Sne was leaning on the arm of a tall.
Spanish-looking man; but, though she
smiled at the soft nothings, she was
gazing out, over and beyond him and his
range or thought, to the sea stretching
so darkly blue and boundless to meet
the twilight glory.
Duke Rutherford stopped before her
just as she disengaged herself from her
companion.
cit is the same old ocean upon which
we used to look from the cliffs, Miss
Delmaine," he said, quietly.
She was leaning over the side of the
vessel, looking down at the wafer. She
lifted her eyes, shuddereu slightly, and
"Mr. Rutherford, you turn up once in
six years, it seems.'
lie smiled TO himself. SO she remem-
bered how long IL was since she had seen
him!
at is like going back to my lost boy
hood TO see yon, Hiss Demaine. -"
He did not nniSn The sentence, Her
late companion approached and drew
her arm Within MS. She mentioned the
yentiemeu's names to each other-.tMr.
Treyan0n, MIR. KuJferford.n They bowed
coldiy.
Atterward, Miss Delmaine and Duke
never met alone; sometimes surrounded
by her friends sue came upon him, ana
acknowledged hlm by distant bow
but there WAS Dolhlng more between
them.
1he voyage was drawing to close
They were nearing the narbor. A great
storm arose; lhG vessel was driven out
OF her track, and drltted down to the
capes. One DARK, urelul night, in spite
OF skill and Irenzled effort, the sbiD
struck the ROCKS OF Il lee shore and
parted!
4 little moment to realize the dreaded
horror OF their eituati0u, 0nJy, was lett
those on board. MISS Deimuine, pale,
but calm, was holding the arm OF Mr.
Irevan0n; her frien0s, shrIeking and
terrified, stood near. Sac was not look
lug at Jhe eatening de true. ion before
her, uut over her shUuiaer win huu.
cry, wistful something i'll her eyes, as il
She forgot what sue saw not. Tne eX.
preston died out rs DuSe Rutherford
appeared; for an instant tner eye,
mell
Then!-the ship lurched violently
a II yvi In 81 ri m
agony, and lue water swarmed with
struggling human beings! The world
mad grown dark w Hortense, but she felt
herself borne up by som9kpower beyond
her own strength-upwarQ and onward
the billOWs, ill her feet touched
the firm shore of the cape. Then, into
tue light and warmth OF q fishers cot
tage, and when they had lad her down
on the rude settle she opened her eyes
and saw-Duke Rutnerfprd.
You saved meW she asked.
81 mad that honor"
The door opened and Mr.. Trevanon
appeared. Whatever Hortense might
have said by way OF thanks was checked
by his entrance, and directly afterward
Duke Went out. Three weeks passed
before they met again, ana then it was
i'll the old place on the cliffs, at Romney.
1lJSs btind! nc was I1OIlEUSG
had been to visit her grave, and on her
return, sat, for a moment, on the gray,
familiar rock TO look cut on the wlntry
sea. Her eyes we're sun wet; she had
been weeping over the dead.
Duke founu her thus, and seating HIM
self beside ner, drew her head down on
his shoulder.
"Hortense," he said, II love you.
defy your contempt. l dare repeat it to
YOU. love you'll!
For moment it seemed to him that
she clung to him, then cast him away,
and rose to her feet. And when she
spoke, her voice was cold and unmoved.
son New Years eve l ain to be married
to Eugene Treyanon"
Duke started up--seemed about to
make some impetuous speech, checked
himself, bowed and lett her.
And she threw herself down where he
had stood, moaning out--'Oh, pridel
pridel it will be my deathp'
Y 1t is the last day of the old
year.
Duke Rutherford, stern and gloomy
man, was about to bid adieu to his ma.
tive land or long season.
Almost unconsciousiy, he turned his
steps toward DeImaine Hail. II rose up,
q gloomy, massive pile, lighted only by
the red freiight, at a single window.
Tomorrow night, 1T would blaze with
the lamps litto shine UPON her bridal.
He paused to turn back, but some-
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