The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1877-06-07
CHAPTER III.

Julia. Julia, do, for PHYS sale, let
me i'm
Miss TrevaniOn was pacing up and
down her chamber, with an air of great
perturbation but at the sound of her
friends voice, so full of sorrOwfuI en-
treaty, she paused, and unclOsed her door
Katie rushed in, her pink cheeks disco1-
Ored by tears, and her blonde ringlets all
in a tremble.
" Oh, Julia" she cried, "do tell me
what you have dreamed? could scarcely
wait to get my clothes OH, / wanted TO
know 80 bad"
The heiress smiled sadly, as she kissed
her wayward little friend.
al have dreamed a great many things,
Katie" she said, that hope will never
come true; but / half believe that gypsy
has bewitched me-"
ooh, Julia, what did you dream ,"
Why, for three successive nights,
the moment 1 touched my pillow,
| seemed to be out upon a measUre4ess
ocean, with leagues and leagues Of rolling
! billows round me, and an inky sky over
| head, on the western verge of which
| hung a red, glaring moon. | was alone,
with no hope of escape from the terrible
| tempest that EOwled behind me; but Just
/
at the same moment it seemed, a great
vessel, with fUttering sails and streaming
pennon, came in sight and on its deck,
his face frightened with hope and tri
umph, was Maurice"
"You love him, Julia" whispered
Katie, half awed by the girls face; "he
is your destiny"
Miss TrevaniOn's white lips parted as
if wall were about to escape them but
she resOlutely kept it down.
" But, Katie" she continued, her lips
quivering painfully, . Just as l seemed
to near the stately ship, she took fire and
burned beneath my very eyes. Oh, the
Iurid, kissing flames, and Maurice's white
face sinking down, down, 1t became 50
terrible real this morning, that took
the box from beneath my pillow, and
hurled it across the roOm-I believe it is
accursed."
"Have YOU opened it, Julia, asked
Katie.
"What. the box? No"
have opened mine, aud it contained
this-net my beautiful topaz"
She extended har hand, upon the palm
of which lay a worthless copper coin.
Miss Trevanion started to her feet
with a wild terror in her eyes, anC
snatched the little box from her toilet.
, On, Katie" she cried, her finger
+ Auttering nervously; Il can't unlOcl
the thing. Oh, dear, believe shall g
mad :"
Katie took it from her, and touched
: the spring. 1t opened with a sharl
! snap. There was a similar coin within
, but the diamond crescent was gone.
Nv heavens 20 moaned Julia, sinkin!
! down and buryiDg her face in her hands
" What a fool 1 have been! Oh, wha
3 will uncle say P'
Don't tell him." suggested Katie
, 81 shan't let papa know about my topaz
. But It's tso bad and to think / shoult
dream of not one soul but red haired Ton
8 Herries! Oh, dear, if had dreamed OF
decent man, I wouldn't have cared 5
7 much
Miss Trevanion smiled, in spite Of hel
!. self, at the child's simplicity
:; It were a poor consolation, Katie,
: she said. to have dreamed of the bes
: man in the world IF had lost an
2 other Jewel / possessed, l wouldn't say
: word but that crescent has been in ou
. family for centuries, and when my dyin
II father placed it in nv hand, he bade N
guard it a. l did my honor, and repeate
Il the old tradition, With the crescent wi
depart the honor and glory of the TIT
n vanions. Woe Is me, that | should
the one to lose it ~
= Just then a servant entered, with II
e information that her uncle desired h
Y immediate presence in his room; sI
with a beating heart and tiutteriT
- nerves, she hurried down. He met h