Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1878-12-04
Philip Korwood's Faith.

green spanned the ia bles, ,and there was
bright enjoyment.
Strains of sweet music foated on the
balmy air, and from the parlor Of the
roemy house came the sounds Of feet
flying in the merry dance.
Many beautiful ones were there; but
she who carried of the palm wa stand
ing alene at enc of the parlor windows.
She was tall and queehly, her skin
was like polished ivory. her eyes were
hazel, large and luminous. She was a
woman who would be singled out ameng
a thousand.
Her dress, of palest azure silk, trim
med with rufles heavily embossed with
darkest blue, became her well, and the
silver arrows in her hair glstened as
she moved her shapely head.
Many were adminug her as she stood
there.
Down by the gate stood two to whom
we will listen.
They were Philip Norwood and Jame:
Newman, old friends who had not met
for years.
They had just discovered each ether
and had had about five minutes talk on
old tines when Newman stopped
short IN whl: he had beeu saying, and
broke Off with:
Il say, Norwood, who's that beauty
ycndcr. In all my travels l hayen't
seen such face as that,
That said Philip, lookin. in the di-
recGon of his companions gaze, which
was toward the parlor window; that,
he repeated, his handsome face glowing
with tenderness and pride that, New
man, is my betrothed.'
Indeed! By Joye you're the luck
lest man know Of, Norwood
Yes, am lucky, Newman. She Is
as GOOD as see is beautiful
Then she must be very good, for her
beauty is marvellous. Allow me to con-
gratulate YOU, old fellow. When is it
to be?'
In tie fall
'You'n ask me to be present, OF
course:'
Certainly.
And what might the far ones name
be:'
She has an odd name Pamilla. Don't
often hear it, DO you:'
No. Pamilla-Pamilla-Fve heard
1t before, though. All! l remember
Pamilla what q eagerly.
'Pamilla Hyatt
Good gracious y said Newman;
Starting back as if he had been shot.
whats the nattcr'' asked Nor
wood.
'Pamilla Hy.tt-Pamilla Hyatt !!
repeated Newman, excitedly, az he tool
from his breast pocket leathern case,
and with trembling fingers opened it
and brought out a small gold locket,
blue enamelcd. Look at that Nor
wood-look at the name-what do you
see p
Norwood looked and he saw aud ejac
ulated:
'Pamilla Hyatt"
Exactly; that lOcketmust be hers
It isn't hksly that there is more than
oae Pamilla Hyatt IN the world
well, and what oft
"A GOOD deal. Let me withdraw nj,
I congratulations. You're not the luckl
est-you're the most unlucky man
p know Of. to be cnsnared by the fatal
beauty
'Explain.' cried Philip. hoarsely
Explain at once
: You remember my cousin Audrey
you've heard me speak OF him a
least-a cay, merry, easy-golng fellow
Did ysu ever hear that he was mur
d.red:'
Murdered! No. graspsd Norwood
Two years ago, he was murdered II
his fathers house; and that holding
out the locket, was the only clue w'
had to the doer Of the deed J!
'That' exclaimed Philip, gazing
shudlcrinsly at the locket.
Yes, that. Listen; it was IN tn
fall: Andrew had been away all tn
summer in the country; shortly atte
his return to the city, his mother re
oured new chambermaid- the on
she obtained seemed satisfactory, bu
-. after all was oyer, many things PROVED
that she had been a person in disguise
one evening, high words were hear
coming from the garden-my aunt dis
covered that they we're between Andre'
and this girl;she thought 1t very stranS
and determined to speak to her SO
about It the next moraing; the ne'
y morning he was found in his study dea
-stabbbed-the girl had ied--and Tn
was picked up from his hoOr-tnis loci
Of that had been observed OH her nee
5. many times-this. the only clue and
!" worthless one, till now.'
- What do you mean, sirS' cried No
I, 4, wood. turning fiercely on his friend.
1-.A lho .a,,rdorn