The Morning herald., 1877-01-05

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CHAPTER XVII.
HADoW OF THE AFRICAN FOREST.
kre still remained the other package,
i read-how you reached that island
w YOU got that Ms, l neither know
* to discover; only know that all
Brit awaked within me as | read
words. A strange, inexplicable
arose. I forget all about you and
riefs. My whole soul was fixed on
,re Of that bereaved and solitary
tho thus drifted to his fate. He
to speak to me. A fancy, born out
", no doubt, for all that horror
oh drove me mad-a fancy came to
d this voice, which had come from
nee Of eighteen years, had spoke to
wild fancy, because l was eighteen
I'D, that therefore l was connected
bese eighteen years, filled my whole
/ thought that this MS. was mine,
E other one yours. l read it over
Ter, and over yet again, till every
breed itself into my memory-till
d your sorrows sank into oblivion
the woes of this man.
kt near you all that night. The
sighed in the air. l dared not touch
NV brain whirled. l thought |
voices out at sea, and figures appear
he gloom. / thought saw before
form Of Colonel Despard. He
at me with sadness unutterable, yet
oft pity and affection, and extended
md as though to bless me Madder
than ever then rushed through my
But when morning came and the
ment had passed l knew that l had
lelirous.
hen that morning came I went over
< at you. To my amazement, you
breathing. Your life was renewed o.
l kpelt down and praised God fo1
tut did not dare to touch you.
up the treasures, and told Cato tt
hem again around your neck. Thel
chsd you till you recovered.
it on that night, and after reading
MSS, / seemed to haye passed int
er stage of being. | can say thing
now which would not have dare'
before, and strength is given me t.
bu all this before we part for ever
have awakened to iniamy for wha
lmy il it be not this, to bear the nam
!? Something more than pride o
has been the foundation of ths
3 of shame and hate with which
always regarded it. And l have no'
% my former life, and awakened to
|ne.
buis Brandan, the agonies which ma
Hsred by those whom you seek
te l can conjecture but | wish neve
pr. l pray God that l may neve
what it might break my heart t
You must save them, you must a|e
ye them. You are strong, and 20
pplacable. When you strike yor
will be crushing.
ut l must go and bear my lot anon
you strike; l will wait on anon
sharing their infamy and their fat
your blow falls I will not turn ava.
think of those dear ones of youl
have suffered, and for their SAX
lccept the blew of revenge"
hndon had held her hand in silenc
1ith a convulsive pressure during the
}. As she stopped she made q fai
to withdraw it. He would not |
He raised it to his lips and press
ere.
rec times he made an effort to spea
each time failed. At last, with
& exertion, he uttered. in a hoar
and broken tones.
IN, Beatrice Beatrice ! how 10
know it," said she, in the same mo
e which she had used before-a to
pfinite mournfulness-"I have kno'
hg, and would say also, Louis Bra
| love you,' if it were not that II
ID be the last infamy +; that you, Bra
of Brandon Hall, should be loved
who bears my name."
be hours Of the night passed aws
stood Watching the English shor
King little. Brandon clung to /
J. They were sailing up the Than
Is about four in the morning.
Ne shall soon be there" said he; "si
70 for the last time. Sing, and forI
moment that we must part"
hen, in low voice, of soft but per
hg tones, which thrilled through ev'
Of Brandon's being, Beatrice began