The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1877-04-25

had listened to her prayers; for Hester
Kyrle was dead.
All the sunshine had gone from the
earth, and the sky was OF sombre gray
with gathering clouds, on the day that
Hester Kyrle was to be carried to her
last resting place. Mrs. Kyrle's grief
was so violent that her reason seemed
likely to give way; remorse added to
sorrow WAS making her burden zoo
heavy to bear; and the cold worldly Wo-
man gave way to bursts passionate de-
Spair that evoked surprise in It's hearers
"But tits no wonder that Mrs. Kyrle
suffers remorse," Maud Wymer said to
her brother, as he took her to the house
for last look at the friend of her child
hood, before the sweet face should be-
8 ut away from mortal eyes. "Mrs.
Kyle is as much OF murderess as
Tough she had cut Hester's throat with
q knifeV
Then she recounted to him all her
ideas on the subject of the marriage, the
prospeut OF which had Killed Hester.
"O, Mark, il you nad seen tue angeps
smile, 80 sad, SO wistIul, and 80 meek,
That she gave a few minutes before she
died." Sne paused, her voice ch0kea by
tears.
"And she died of aneurism of the
heartp questioned Mark Wymer: lie
was medical student, ana 80 sudoeh
death excited his interest.
"Of course it was; the doctor said so.
At first they tried restoraLlves, fancy
ing it was fit OF some sort, but knew
| beLter. knew the instant looked al
ner that Hester was dead; knew thaI
sue hal reacued peace. she was just as
cold and as rigid lew moments atler
ia II lth
YOU to see her, Marx; she was so beautl-
| iuI i'll llle."
"And she is beautiful in DEATH" was
Marks irst thought as his eyes rested
ON the dead girl, WHO, to crafty hall
crazy motue,'s wish, was habited i'll her
wedding garb. Ma K had been studying
medicine in the London hospitals, ana,
Ike 100 many in his profession, he haa
come to regard the human body, practl.
| calIy and s.nply, as u curious piece Vi
mechanism animated by vital prInclple.
But he could not, somehow, look ~ tle
| form before him in the same cold, aD-
sLract m amer. H5 could only gaze on
| it as a vision OF beauty such as ne had
never ,One on before. Inere was not
Lie talutesL shade OF deatTs llVlu nue.
on the pare white lace. There was
neIt sharpe ing nor sinking ol the
classical features. Tlere was none ol
Lnat peculiar expression around the
n, city llvs, and in The lall Of the eyelids
upon the cneek, whicn is the signeL that
Lne conquerUr deatn SeLs upon his VIC
Inns: and yet did il not look IKE lie
elLner. In Ine face ana hands there was
marble rigldncss, and the tlht was
Transparent AXE pariah.
Hester Kyrle Nas borne to her grave,
and Mark Wymer returnea nome; Dut
wuen The day mad gone by and au5k was
gathering in, lie wended his way 10
IrIenu's mouse, and That irIend was
surgeon OF nIgn standing Ill hrs profess
sion.
GBarker, do you know q sane man
Wnen you see nitnT he asked.
The surgeon opened his eyes in su'-
prise.
sJust put your finger on my pulse and
.ooK aG me. AN all rlglt!
81 should think you are gone mad"
81 have come on an errand w41tch l
fear GU W Ill think insane; ana L want
on 10 assure yOurseii That am c0Dp0S
mentiS belole l speak it,"
" ell, say GnaJ l am convinced Of
your santyW
.srhere was a young girl buried to-day, E,
and DeIeve she has bseu buried alive.
L nave come 10 Deg vi you TO nelp me dis
cover the true case."
"WhaLW
Mark reiterated his words. Enough
that his persuasIons prevailed.
Tho seXVon was heavily brIbed, and
they then descended InUO The vault.
When Jae cO1il ~ as unclosed, Hester
lay in it with no Change in her appear
lance. The surgeon Loucned the brow
anu the Aauus, then lie held small
pvcket-mirror before her NOUN.
| The glass was undimmed.
| lie snOok his mead; the case was hope
less.
Zone moment" cried Mark. "Pul
IyOur hand under the arm and see il
| mere is The same Chill there as Oh the
brow"
With difficulty the direction was car
ried out--Cue same cnIllness was no
Cnere; tU decide tue pont the silken
bodice was cus away iu order TO feel the
nedrJ.
| There was no pulsation.
! 'sIry under the arm again." pleaded
Marx earnestly.
| The surgeon pushed his hand slowly
along; then he Laused and vIsibIy start
Gu, eXcldimlng eagerly:
| 'Inere Is warmtn here! By heavens.
| she Is not deaul'
| "Now, see here," said Mark. He lifted
her rIgnt Dand, Strengthening The e b IVY,
and pointing Lne fingers IN Lne upposive
direction. Alter winch he Mitnurew bis
nold ol the arm, and IL remaIned pre-
| cloely in tne Same POSITION.
! ''Hurrau, Mark IL Is nothing after
all DuI cAtalepLlc fJ. Let Us Take hei
nome at once"
|
| Hester Kyrle recovered consciousness
after u great deal Of suffering; but tn i,
utmost skitl and devotion were requ slty
| TO cure her. When at hsL her cneek
Dloomed again with The roses of health,
and strength came TO her frame, su,
gave her i'ge rigat willingly iALo lhe
| Aeeping Of its pre- erver; ana Mark Wy
mer won his WI from the very jaws ol
Death. 1t' ~