The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1876-05-11

cate your affection"
"Can not! You mean that you will
not p cried Maj. Egan angrily and
rudely.
"Well, then, I aoiW not" said Marion,
coldly. "This interview is to me both
painful and annoying, and with your
permission I will retire" and she endeav-
ored to pass around him as he stood be-
tween herself and the door.
'No, proud girl, you shall hear mel I
have loved you with devotion which
shames my manhood. would have
wooed and won you as women love to be
won. But it may not be. You have
scorned my profered love, casting it from
you as thing of naught. But you shall
be mine. For this hour of sorrow to you,
of triumph to me, I have labored and
watched for years, and it shall not be in
vain. Know, then, that I possess the
power to make you mine! The honor
of the proud Mahams is at stake When
next we meet you will acknowledge my
power, and Marion Maham will then
have become the suitor to Richard
Eganp
Coward to threaten a woman! I defy
you'll" With these brave words Marion
raised her head proudly and met from
Maj. Egan such look of mingled tri-
umph, rage and scorn, that the flush of
pride faded from her cheek, and the
words, "the honor of the Mahams is at
stake" ringing in her ears, called up the
image of Harry. An underlined and hor-
rible fear seized her, and forgetting her
pride, her scorn and her anger, she
wrung her hands, and lifting her eyes
pleadingly to the face of her tormentor
in a voice of agony she cried:
"Harry, my poor Harry! 0, have
mercy, Maj. Eganl have pity on my
poor motherr'
A mocking, ceremonious bow was his
only reply, and Maj. Egan was gone.
"Have mercyp' she tried again to say,
but her head reeled and she fell heavily
upon the floor, completely overcome by
her fears, and the many other painful
and exciting emotions which had stirred
her whole being. DR.. st. Julien in pass
ing through the hall heard the fall, and
entering the parlor to enquire the cause
of the unusual noise, he was greatly
shocked and grieved to find his young
fayorite lying senseless upon the floor,
| and upon her pale features an expression
of agony seemed chiseled.
"My poor child" said the Doctor ten
derly, placing his arm under her head,
"what can have brought you to this sad
plight? what can have brought that
look of anguish to your sweet, young
facew But not even an answering look
did the pale face return.
The Doctor, not wishing to alarm Mrs.
Maham, laid her head back softly on the
floor, and going out called Jessie to his
aid. They placed her tenderly in bed,
chafed her hands, and bathed her head
and temples for nearly half hour before
she showed any signs of consciousness.
Harry coming into the house soon after
DR.. st. Julien had taken her to her
chamber, and learning from little negro
whom he met in the hall that "Missie
Mayor is diedp rushed into the room
in great alarm, and exclaimed: "Where
is Marion? where is my sisterl O.,
Doctor, can't you save our Marion ?"
The girl seemed called back to life by
the loved familiar tones, opening her
| eyes slowly, she said YEARLY, 80, Harry,
is it your am so glad I have had such
horrible dream-a terrible night
mmep She then closed her eyes, and
became apparently inanimate again.
But after several minutes she opened
her eyes again, stared wildly around her,
and screaming: Harry, Harry, save
Harryl" - .L;
She then became perfectly delirious,
sometimes, pleading in tones of anguish
for Harry's safety, then, suddenly chang
ing, she would proudly defy the world to
breathe one word of reproach touching
the honor of her "dear Harry, her brave
soldier, her noble tCoeur de LionP"
vainly did Harry, (who listened with
the deepest sorrow and self-reproach to
his sisters ravings) endeavor to soothe
her by assuring her that he was by her
side perfectly safe and well. His voice
only seemed to aggravate her fears, and
in terror she would exclaim: 30, go, go!
get out of his way! The evil man pur-
sues you'll Oh, Harry, Harry, he seeks
your honor and your soulp
DR.. st. Julien finally insisted upon
Harry's leaving the room; "for," he said,
"it is evident, Harry, that your presence
recalls some horrible dream or disordered
fancy, and I fear for her reason" The
Doctor then administered an opiate, and
he himself watched by his patient, hu-
moring and soothing her fears with ten
der forbearance, until the anguished ex-
preston of her face had given place to a
look of patient sorrow, and she had fallen
into calm sleep.
Marion slept until daylight, and when
she awoke, Jessie, who had taken the
Doctors place, and was watching anx-
iously beside her, was greatly relieved to
perceive that she was perfectly rational,
although her first question was for Harry.