Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1878-10-11

condescension-to reveal the method by
which these sands of gold could be sift-
ed quickly from the quartz, and ct slight
cost.
"How wonderful that you should
have thought of it suppose you were
inspired" said little Zaidee. u.
Twilight deepened into night. The
car lamps were lighted, and the express
train speeded through the dark. zaidee,
who had been aroused from bed that
day before dawn, began to ieei weary,
and she was how sufficiently en- rapport
with her companion to say to him, CON
hdingly, "I think will take little
nap" She laid aside her bonnet, wrap.
ped her travelling shaw liGea hood and
cloak about her, nestled into her corner
by the window, and fell asleep.
Then Theodore Maxwell, assured by
the sealed eyelids and deep breathing
that she would not surprise his search,
studied her scrutinizingly He saw the
innocent little face, touched by slumber,
become more lovely, more innocent,
more intensely and genuinely childslike,
than even the waking face had been, and
his heart was smitten with strange ten
derness. BE felt such sharp delight
in his protective relation to this gentle
morsel of humanity, such keen and ex-
alting and yearning delight as he never
had felt before. Never but once. And
that once, fatal in years gone by, end
ing so cruelty, so bitterly---he would
not let himself think Of It Besides,
that traitress to his boyish devotion was
a woman-a woman of the world, with
out one spark of the true light of child
hood left in her. And this sweet little
soul, wrapped in sleep now 80 trustful-
ly, was, notwithstanding its budding
beauty of womanliness, all child-like.
His heart shook with mingled tender
ness, admiration and care for her.
And by-and-bye, in the subtle conta.
glon of slumber, a sense Of delicious
WEAKNESS stole over his sense of guardi-
anship; he leaned his head upon his
hand, and slept, or half slept, certainly.
And Zaidee awoke, and saw him thus
with closed eyes unconscious, and her
heart went out to him. For the express
sion of his face, held passive in the in
terpretive spell of sleep, was lovable.
All harshness, all suspiciousness, all
GOODNESS, had passed away. The brow
was clear and smooth the features,
nobly shaped, were gentle, frank and
serene; the mouth especially was good
| and sweet.
"His mother must have loved him
very much, " thought little Zaidee.
And her gentle "violet eyes" were
resting upon him when he awcke. He
caught fully the charm of the guileless
countenance.
with childhoods starry graces lingering yet
In the rosy orient of young womanhood,
And eyes like woodland violets newly wet"
Then came that sudden awakening
it came to them both as their eyes met
that awakening so like and yet SO unlike
the awakening from sleep; that sudden,
subtle, and impetuous leap of conscious
life from unknown abysses into veritable
energy that stroke of force more mar
velous than the force that levels noun
tains, bridges torrents, clasps distances
force unseen, compelling, religious,
exquisite, that in one instant binds
heart to heart
1t came to them there, in the mystery
of night, in the rush of travel
"Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in q spleen, unfolds both heaven and
EARTH"
Come and gone But to return again !;
for in their meeting gaze was that "seed
of fire" leagues of earth cannot bury,
"many waters cannot quench.
"You have been asleep" said Theo-
dore Maxwell.
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They said no more they rode far and
far in silence-silence, however, that
felt the throbbing of a new existence,
deep and strange and precious.
Near midnight the moon arose, and
the cars were approaching the station
where the travelling companions must
part. But when the station was reached,
what dismay what comfort No one
was waiting for Zaidee. The place, q
solitary railway house in the midst OF
farm lands, was entirely unvisited.
"Of course 1 cannot leave you here at
dead of night" said Maxwell. "We
must go on to Niagara, and then tele.
graph to your friends" So they went
on to Niagara.
Moonlight OF an August night; stop.
ping place, Niagara Whoever at such
an hour has alighted from noisy jour.
neying at this wonderful station will re-
member how still it is. If the array oi
vehicles marshaled in order along the
platform, ii the array of stage-drivers &C
vociferous at every other terminus il
Christendom. if all the passengers, bag
gage-tenders and porters had been carved
out of moonlight-the pearly whit,
moonlight that bathed and etherealizet
everything-they could not have beer
stiller.
Zaidee was almost frightened at th,
sound of her own voice as she said, ".
thought we should hear the roar of thu
Falls" Not roar, not suggestion O
roaring.
Not until they had driven up th,
avenue between the oorn-felds and pas
lures and slumbering village, and resteC
in the porch of the Cataract house, die
they hear that sound; roar it cannot b,
called, 80 even, 80 unexclamative, s,
perpetually in climax is its passionat,
booming-that sound heard nowher
else upon our globe-noble as music
stirring as discord, touching as silence
as if here, in the trysting- place of tn
strong elements of our planet. soun,
and silence united their destinies.
"You would have liked one glimps
OF the. Falls tonight ?" said Maxwell, a
they entered the quaint hallway.
: "Oh, so much, said Zaidee.
} But at that late hour the gate OF th
park inclosing Point View and th
! bridge to Goat island we're fastened
> The hotel clerk came to their help. "
can give you view of the rapids" h
said and he led them by intricate pas
, sages to piazza from which cause
way terminated by little pavilion ha
> been built into the flood, and promisin