Delaware tribune. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1867-1877, 1875-08-19

msssiya coil st the back Of her head her eyes
were deep and fathomless as some Woodnnu
spring into which the sunshine never looks hef
lips red, ripe, perfect; her whole air anu pear-
ing full Of naughty grace. ,,..
She vss leaning on the arm OF tall, Spanish
looking man but, though she smiled az ms soIs
nothngs, she was gazing out, over aho peyonu
him and his range Of thought. to the sea stretcI-
ing so darkly blue and boundless to meet tho
twilight glory.
Duke rutherford stopped before her Just a.
she disengaged herself from her companion.
..It is the same old ocean upon which We used
to look from the cliffa, Miss Delmaine. he hAia
quietly.
She was leaning over the side Of the vessel,
looking down at the water She lifted her eyes,
shuddered slightly, and drew up her shawl
Duke assisted her.
emf. rutherford you turn up once in aix years
II seems"
lie smiled to himself 30 shc remembered how
long it WAS since she had seen him
sit is like going back to my lost boyhood to
SEQ you, Miss Delmane. ="
Re did not finish the sentence. Hcr late com
pspion approached, and drew her srm within his.
She mentioned the gentlemens names to each
other - "Mr Trevanon, Mr.. RUTHERFORD
They bowed coldly. They would never be any
better acquainted. There was nothing in their
natures which would assimilate.
Afterwards, Miss Delmaine and Duke never
met alone; sometimes surrounded by her friends
she came upon him, and acknowledged him by
distant bow-but there was nothing more be-
tween them.
The voyage was drawing to close. They were
nearing the hsrbor, great storm arose; the
vessel was driven out OF her track, and drifted
down to the capes. One dark direful night, in
spite of skill and frenzied effort, tho ship struck
the rocks Of a leeshore and parted
little moment to realize the dreadful horror
Of their situation, only, was left those on board.
Miss Delmaine pale but calm, was holding the
arm Of Mr. Treyanon; her friends, shriekng and
terrified, stood near She was not looking at the
threatening destruction before her, but over her
shoulder with hungry, wlssfui something ria IN
her eyes, az il she forgot what che saw not. The
expression died not as Duke Rutherford appear
ed; for an instant their eyes met
Then-the ship lurched vioently-there was
| 4 dull plunge, wild shrek OF agony, ana the
water swarmed with struggling human peihgs
felt herself borne up by some power beyond her
own acknowledgement and onward through the
pillows till her feet touched the firm shore OF
tho cape Then, into the light and warmth of q
fishers cottage, and when they had laid her
down on rude settee she opened hor eyes, and
saw Duke Rutherford.
ssYou saved me ?" she asked.
s'I had that honor"
The door opened, and Mr. Trevanon appeared.
Whatever Hortense might have said, by the way
of thanks, was checked by his entrance, and d.
reetly afterwards, Duke went out. Three weeks
passed before they met again, and then it was IL
the old place on the cliffs at tomney.
Mrs Delmaine was dead Hortense had beer
to visit her grave, and on her return, sat Tor {
moment, on the gray, familiar rock to look out
on the wintry sea- Her eyes were still wet sht
had been weeping oyer the dead.
Duke found her thus aud ating himself be-
side her, drew her head down Oh his shoulder.
i" Hortense,' he sad 81 love you. def,
your contempt. l dare repeat it to you. low
you ~
+ For moment, it seemed to him that she clunI
, to him. then cast him away, and rose to her loet
Aud when she spoke, her voice was cold and un
, moved. "On New Years eve am to be mar
/ ried to Eugene Trevanon"
i Duke started up-seemed about to make som
impetuous speech, checked himself, bowed am
I left her.
' Stood moaning out" Oh, pride pride +! it WI
a It is the last day Of the oil year.
r Duke Rutherford, q stern and gloomy mar
d was about to bid adieu to his native land, Tor
J. long season.
o He did not wish to breathe the air OF the San
o continent with Hortenae, and she the wife I
d auother People are different, you kno'
v Some keep their disappontments ever 1T heaI
= others put them eterDally out OF their reach,
n the mast, Duke wished to FREQ himself fro
r. memory. He had destroyed everything put u
n heliotrope and even that should be sacrficed, !
,r said, when the ocean rolled between 1t and IL
T. soil which had noulished 1t
III cies OF snow in the air. He shut the door OF u
A. cottage whe ere his father had died, and went o
a for a walk, He avoided the path to tho clif
,d he had closed his heart to all dreams OF tende
ness. ,..
ward Delmaine Hall. 1t rose up. gloomy ms
siye pile lighted only blythe red freight, ut
ia single window. Tomorrow night,it would ba
with the lamps lit to shine upon her bridal.
Z. nHe paused to turn back, but something led Il
| ,,I, tho desprtpl gardens, TO I
ar broad door which stood ajar. All was quiet VII
in, The guests were in bed. Only some tar
servant was up-it would do no harm to glai
ay within. ,..
on had seen the light, and pushed it softly OPP
He saw no more. Still he went op, and sat 40
a in great loungng chair before the warm pla
am Some one rose up from a sofa at the other
ed OF the fire place. He started up, an apology
ld his Lin, for his audacious intrusion. she'
- was Hortenee-clad, not in bridal robe', but
oot sable yestmeuts, and destitute of ornamt
md came toward him, looked up into his eyes,
ing letler white hands rest upon ms snouid
,ily 'sDuke" she said, at last, her eyehds droPp,
her cheeks crimson, shave offended past
nto gveness ~
ON wont on persistently. II will let the t.
rbi- speak, Duke Rutherford. love you ! Il
10 l ing my ruin Thank God at last, l l
!, in got clean hands and pure heart have
eat missed Eugene IreVanoh, hnu uuo w ~
five true to you cast ASIDE All wonahly ~ m'ou
ore and shame, and tell you that iove YOU
Nil "Hortense," ne SAID "is ~, Vhis thins lruo
ces- you done with tnat mau :, SIT,
ked II have done with him" she said softly.
He gathered her into his arms. "And WI
ger, are you now =
ers 'Youts II you VIII take me
Aud Duke Rutherford forgot his animosit
light America, and did not faii Ior EUROPE "'i'on
ring sensible.-Peterso"s Jour"d'
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