The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1878-03-20

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less and inanimate here-how
long ? and Maud, his beautiful be-
-, trothed,"swas 'starvihg-lying in
that awful house T.. -,
The j. thought brought back
strength to- bis bruised limbs-his
bioed ooursed like fire through bis
veins He.would go to ier! Dead
or alive he would bear her from
! that" fatal house Of: haunting
shadows and fearful sounds. He
1aslssheI from the house and fed to
the woods; the sunlight creN
through the trees and fell with
broad bars & Of o5ff golden light on the
grGecnsward ." tf1oaf rabbits sprang
across his track, alarmed at bis
basty tread; the BIRDS t'wittered
merrily in the leafy branches: All
was life and joy; and seemed to
ieer and mock his woe. Needless
Of the cramping pain in his limbs
and upheld by the feverish strength
| born of intense excitement, be
strobe rapidly out; but when the
dilapidated ruins loomed still and
sombre in bis gaze he checked for
a moment BIS mad speed. A cold
chill crept through his veins and
his trembling limbs refused to
obey his viii. But Maud! All
His darling Maud! - =, -, -.
<'Iim' coming Maud I'm com
ing +" be shouted, rushing fran
tically up the crunbling steps.
The wind so warm without, met
him, chill and cold, as he pushed
open the great door, and the yel-
low sunlight paled as it struggled
in, the semi2darkness. The dash
of the sea 1as it broke against the
cold gray rocks smote'his ear with
a moarnful sound his own foot
faEieechoed, like 'knelf.! An in
eRbas of dread and fear seemed3to
settle upon his heart; be felt
stifed, and unabIe:%to advance
But, all! anything rather than
| this terrible suspense. He rushed
hurriedtyu up the +, stairs to the
door Of The, fatal arooa. 1t was
still closed-and ALL was deathly
silent. within; With; a desperate
effort he pushed it open, and gave
horrifed,. fearful gaze within.
Yes; there-there, upon the aoor,
with staring eyes and pinched,
pallid features, lay his beloved-a
corpse !.vEorez ment:he gazed
horri6ed; then, with agroan sank
unconscious: to the floor. .s.. 20: ~:
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"Paul-Paul y. j! ?:smurmured a
sweet voice, and a lingering kiss
was, imprinted upon, his lips, -"Do
you know me st last, Paul. l.?'' =.
| Drowsily opening his eyes, be
saw the dear face aof Maud above
his own, fair, and fresh as he had
last seen it before that fearful fall
upon the rocks. r
"Where- am r.: What does IL
mean ?. Are you indeed, my own
sweet Maud, or only her glorifed
spirit ?" ~s.--s g..
Maud laughed a happy little
laugh, although tears shone like
pearls in her blue eyes. .l,,,oe,
1T is only the horrid phantom
of delirium that still :vexes you,
Paul. I am no spirit, but a living,
breathing reality
And then I She told him how
some fishermen, sailing by in. their
little boat, had heard her terrified
scream : when. he was precipitated
to the rocks how they had come
to their aid, and carried them both
to a little cottage near by how
he, bruised and bleeding, yet not
dead ;5akad passed froma. aAeon-
-seiouDsness to the maddening tor
lures of brain fever: 10 e.
Though subjected to a long and
painful illness, Paul could not fail
[ito recover his wonted health un-
der Maud's ministrations. Yet he
was permanently, lame How
ever, if: the evident devotion of,a
bride can confer happiness on a
bridegroom, Paul, leaning upon a
staff while, returning with Maud
from the hymenial: altar, was the
happiest of-Benedicts.
Every mans vanity ought to