The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1877-05-29
PLOT OF ECHO ERIDcE.


The speaker was Judge HaywarPsi 1
accompffs ned and beautiful daughter /
Myra, and she stood among the a0Wers
that almost concealed one OF the balce- |
nies of her tair southern home, and
looked upon two persons saanterlng |
aimlessly through the garden below:
1t was night, and the moon bathed
the garden in weird beauty.
Il did not invite him here tnat ne
might fall in love with that doll aced
girl at his side yOnderW she continued
with rising indignation, as she clencned
her white hands till the dencate mans
SCARED The palms. "She has iniatuated |
hm-stolen him from me despite my
cherished plans and fOndled hopes. L
will n Of submit to i'll l would not pc
womaniy If did not resent this trlckefy
ana punish-yes, punlsn eoth oi bheh.
Father would not have bro0kea rlVai
i'm his counting days, and Will not
stand idle beside this defeat ana STRIKE
no blow for revenge. Cyrus whitney,
you do not know how deeply you nave
insulted me; therefore, you can not an
ticipate the sting. AS ior my glaay
cousin, l would not waste d hi'Mens
upop her. | will strike you, ana your
punishment will be greater than she can
bear. Two birds with one stone, Cyrus
whitney. l hate your image from lhe
| bottom OF my heart"
Sueaking thus, the impassioned Soath-
ern ueau;y watched the occupants VI the
garden, saw thCm traversihg Cne mower
| 6oYdered paths like lovers, and heard the
confused murmur Of low, gentle voices.
Myra Hayward had been reared In the
| luxury found among the wealthy homes
ol the earth. An only child, her slight-
est wishes had been gratified, and she
had grown to dazzling womanhood,
| petteu and almost thoroughly spoileu by
an indulgent iather. Beslue her ana
/ under the same roof her orphan cousin
Babette mad also been reared. They had
the same playthings, sang the same
songs, and trod the same paths Until
ma turer natures formed.
| Then they separated.
| Myra. the dark-haired beauty, devel-
oped into the seli-Willed, capr1clous
maiden, fond of coquetry, while Babette,
The golden, was as gentle as the lily that
bends to kiss the lHnpid brook.
During one of her visits to the North,
the Judg IS daughter encountered Cyrus
whitney, young lawyer OF prominence
in New England, and their acquaintance
resulted iu his coming TO The earistocrat.c
Southern home.
For several weeks prior to the date of
our StOfy Lne Fl5ltOI udl uNeiV uehcatn
the judge's roof, loved passionaJely BY
the spoiled child OF luxury, and trusted
Dy the gentler cousin.
The rlvally y on Myra's part had grown
into the CALLING bitterness OF hatred
She had never mentioned Babette to the
, Wis log before his rival, and he was
surprised TO find tuaL she mad such d
lovely relative.
Perhaps the young Northerner hat
. | fa athomeu the depths or Nlyra's scAemlng
for he showed decided liking for Ba
pette, and the jealous one was not Long
. in discovering mat ner planning had Du
, produced lover for the glrl she hated.
: The discovery had gwen birth to
= b!iguEing passion before that time, Will
: all ner crquetry, unknown to her heart
5 revenge! If she could not win, sh'
s could destroy, even though she involved
3 herself in that destruction.
: rPerhaps you Will condeScend to keep
4 your engagement with M Tomorrow
i. niphl!r she missed, stIl looking at th
il couple in the garden. "Cyrus Whitney
!. all the Stars mat shine above me Cal
e not tell me how l hate you. L -morroV
night that hatred may be revealed unit
d YOU There is no one to warn you.'
a A moment later the balcony was de
g serted, and the lovers had passed iron
t the garuen.
e With face still flushed by The word
" which Cyrus Whitney had brelthed int
= ner ear among the flowers, Babette stol
l. 70 her bJuuolr, while Myra tossed resi-
l., lessly on her pillow, her nina acauldro
t OF passion and revenge.
r. Babette deftly slipped ring from he
b finger, and hid it among her keepsake
" In her little treasury, saying, in lo'
IS voice:
d "Cousin Myra must not see 1T for seV
IS eraI days, if l can keep the secret s
a long. She will laugh when sue disco,
ers that she brought me beau from til
& lar North"
), Poor, confding, unsuspecting Bi
II bettel
a She did not dream OF the terrible day
- that were to pass before Myra shoul
~ see the betrothal ring.
% True to his promise, Cyrus Whitne
- rode from the Southern home besid
10 Myra Hayward on the following evel
~ ing. Their destination was the nome
~ one of the beauty's friends several mile
% away, and the amusements there wei
y, to be dancing and ecarte.
~ There was an uuWonted flash in Myra
~ ewes as she looked upon The handsom
W. w man who filed saddle SO gracefully ,
~ her side, and grew viVaeIous as the
cantered over the road.
"Echo Bridge" she said as their steet
~ struck the pIanks of a bridge th
y spanned a deep, dark gorge. "If W
~ have not been made acquainted with tt
~ delightful ecnoes of this region, NJ
20 whitney, a rich treat has been wit
40 held"
.lns .sThen have missed the pleasure
=, - was the reply, Though your cousin Is
~ belle has described it,"
le Myra started, bit her lip and toyt
hall vengefully with her ridinK-whlp.
"When we return we will CALI o
these wonderful echoes" she sal
III when the night is quite advanced,
OF it may then be, the sweeter and mo
as prolonged are the sounds. OAe neet
d to ride rapidly across the bridge, al
as the rafting OF hoofs and plauks NAL
es the music wilder"
e, Cyrus Whitney seemed pleased wi
te the idea Of awaking the slunlbroV
echoes Of the hills and gorge, and sa
he that upon their return he would ride lii
Us a trooper across the bridge.