The herald and mail. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1873-188?, 1876-08-25
Denzil NOrman-DeDZil Norman
List the Fairy ef the Well;
Foes are coming-fees are cOming5
Here no longer thou must dwell.
Happier days may on thee wait
FIy from love and fly from fate.

Fly from love and fly from fate.
DenziI was filled with amazment
The voice sounded to his ear like the
wreathed choir of unseen spirits. Gould
it be possible, he asked himself, that
there were such beings as fairies, who
watch our actions and know our inmost
thoughts.
The voice had ceased, but now anOth
er sound broke upon his cara distant
hum AS of troops upon the march. Ibe
warning was true, then-he was in peril
The Roundheads were near. If detected
he knew he should be denounced as 8
spv and shot without delay. Yet still
he would not f1y until he had exchanged
n few farewell words with the lovely
Alice.
He FASTENED back to the house of DR.
Brooke, the village physician and the
father of his love. The worthy doctor
was surprised at his return.
Crash vouth!' he exclaimed, "were
you not admonished On your way hither
to fy at once from Landleigh?
1How know YOU that?'' answered
DenziI in amazement. eyes, 1 was adj
monished, but had not said farewell to
Alice"
ssThis is absolute madness" said
doctor Brooke. "Bov, boy, are you
aware that that farewell may cost you
your life?"
''Not so, worthy host; / wear good
sword and possess a strong heart and a
strong arm to back it" replied Denzll,
with the confidence of youth. Where is
Alice?'
"She is absent, but will shortly re-
turn; and when she does ] will send her
to you," said the doctor, and left the
room.
As Denzil gazed listlessly from the
window a panel in the wall glided
noiselessly to one side and through the
aperture came lovely girl some eight
cen years of age, clad in the plain but
becoming costume Of a village maid.
She closed the panel quietly, advanced
to Denzils side, and laid her hand upon
his shoulder. He started in joyous sur
prise.
"Ah, sweet Alice!" he exclaimed.
'Denzil, Denzil!" she answered inn
patiently; "why do you tarry here when
every moment adds to the peril of your
safety?"
"Chide me not, Alice" be returned,
'since tarried but to ask you II you
will love me when 1 am gone, as L shall
continue to love you?"
"Oh, DenziI, Denzil!" she responded,
plaintively, lis it generous to leave tins
impression on the heart of a poor maiden,
whose last hope could be to unite her
self in wedlock with one of noble descent
like yours? / do love you, Denzil-nor
blush to acknowledge that which is as
dear to me as the love of life. But alas!
I have heard it said your hand was
devoted to another"
"Another! What other?" demanded
Denzil, in surprise.
'sThe daughter of your fathers friend,
Lord Eustace Blouut, and the proprie-
tor of yonder ruined CASTLE" answered
Alice.
"Iord Eustace perished at the battle
of Worcester, said Denzil; "his daugh-
ter fed or was lost in the conflict. The
heart and hand OF Denzil Norman are
free, and to you, Alice, they will be
true"
Alice made no further remonstrance,
but she presently inquired: "YOu re-
member, then, the lord Eustace and his
young, motherless daughter?"
Alice, do," he answered; "who ever
forgets the companions of earliest years ?
He was my guardian-she the playful
companion Of my summer walks. All
are gone But the influence of their