Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1876-02-19
lated eyes. He fancied he could almost
hear The 1jaatinr of har he,rt

lated eyes. lie fancieu he could almost
hear the beating of her heart.
"This woman he went on, ''held his
fate in her hands. His hope of union
with you, everything that youth and am
bition could desire, was hanging upon an
incautious word-a spiteful breath. To
keep all, he dared nll, found out this wo-
man. and-kiNt.i herr
"What an infamous calumny" cried
Glare. "As shameful Us it is stupid! Why,
he has already toll me this terrible Sc
cret' you speak of about his fallen for
tunes. He told it me the very day he
knew it himself. He did't think Of his
own positions; he only thought of me. He
was broken hearted al the thought that
might grieve and fret-that the golden
future his love had made for me was now
mere dust and ashes. grieve and frctt
What was his grand name and great for
sorrow l had ever known; and so told
him. lie became quito happy after that;
and said that as long as loved him. he
cared for nothing else. Then gave him
a severe scolding for having ever doubt
ed me. Then we made it up, and we wero
80 happy; and after that he left me, and
cruelty murdered a poor old woman! This
idea is preposterous! I'm sure you will
never dare to repeat it,"
Mademoiselle dArlansc stopped, with q
emile of triumph upon her lips.
This smile signihed, "At last have cons
vinced him-at last have gained the vio-
tory! And he hasn't a word to say in re-
ply
"You are, perhaps. unaware" said tho
magistrate, shaking his head sadly, "that
sudden fits of frenzy will drive the best Of
men to deeds of the most fearful ferocity.
How can You tell that, after leaving you,
whether feeling of despair. approaching
madness, did not make his reason totter
and render him unaccouhtabfe for his ac-
tionsa This is the only way can explain
the crime.'
The face of Glare became ashen pale.
"Mad! he must. then, have been madw
she murmured, with q look of intense ter
ror.
"Perhaps," answered the magistratS.
"And yet all the circumstances of tho
crime denote the most careful and subtle
prcmedtation.' Then seeing the agonized
expression of her brow and eyes, he
changed his tone of cold analysis to one
of entreaty. "Oh. Clare!-if you will let
me call You So listen to me. I'm man
of the world-you are a mere child, mex
perienced in its ways. You have lost your
father and your mother. You told me
once you looked upon mo as a sort Of
elder brother; listen to me, then, for
speak to you in all the sincerity of pure
and unseltish affection. Give up this mani
he is unworthy of your love. know that
this sorrow will go nigh to break your
heart. The ordeal that you will have to-
60 through is Il terrible one. 1t woulf
kill an ordinary woman; but you are NOT
an ordinary woman. You are young
you are strong-you are brave. You have
bright life before you yet. In the time
to come, You will look back upon this por-
ton of your life as upon some dreadful
dream, and thank Heaven that you were
awakened from it!''
He spoke with passion and deep sim
cerity; but she didn't understand word
he said. She heard his voice; but ths
meaning Of the words he uttered entirely
escaped her. She felt confused-dazed-
and utterly miserable!
IL don't quite comprehend your mean
ing,. she said, after Il pause, pressing her
burning hand to her aching forehead.
"What is it you advise me to dor"
~ advise you TO wipe all memory Of
Albert de Valcourt from your heart. Pray
on your knees every night forgctfulness
for love that was thrown away. In the
eyes Of the world, by the verdict of his
judges. this young man is guilty. Per.
tence may be committed; but the moral
effect will be the same. The stain of blood
is upon him - that, nothing can wash
away. Try to bear it, Glare, and close
your heart against him for ever!'
The young girl stopped Monsieur Da-
buron, with n look of almost savage an
ger.
$50 am to understand" she cried, in
voice that trembled with passion. "that
you counsel me to desert him in his mis-
fortunes! All the world is against him,
and you prudently advise me to follow
its example! Men do these selfish things,
l have been told, women never! Look
around you-however unfortunate, how
ever humiliated, however fallen a man
may be, you will always find some true
hearted woman near to console and sus-
tain him; when the last of his friends
sneak of-when the last of his relations
have turned their backs on him-still the
woman remainsn
The magistrate felt that he had gone
too far. The excitement of Clare fright
ened him. He tried, but in vain, to inter-
rupt her enthusiasm.
~ may be timid," she went on, "but
never was a coward! l chose Albert Of
my own free will, and, come what will,
won't renounce him! He would have
shared with me his prosperity and hi.
glory! viii take, whether he likes it or
not, the half of his shame and misery!
You counsel me to forget-teach ms frat
where forgetfulness is to be found! 4 for
get him! l couldn't do it, even if wish
ed; and don't wish. love him still
Nothing shall separate us-nothing bu.
DEATH And if he is to die on the scaf-
fold, know l shall die from the same
blow that strikes him!"
Monsieur Daburon had hidden his face
in his hands. He couldn't bear her t.
see the deep emotion he felt.
"How she loves him. he thought
show she loves l,;'.'"
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