The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-02-10

said NaIasquez To himself. "Only few
days off. Somewhat sudden, upon my
word 1t will be necessary for me to
return home, suppose, and write my
acknowledgements of their favor, for this
messenger"
Valasquez turned back toward The
Cedars, bidding the colored boy follow
him. Once there 1t took but short
time to write a reply to the invitation
he had received. This he gave to the
messenger, and let him depart
believe will defer my visit till
this evening"" was the concluson at
which Valasquez arrived. ut will
answer my purpose as well to go then as
to go now"
AS usual, Valasquez ate his dinner in
solitude. He partook but slightly, how
ever, for he had no appetite. His deep,
strong passion for Barbara Lindsey was
working upon him. Perhaps it is not
strange that such men as he, can love
with powerful, passionate impulse, with
love that can be satisfied only by maxi
ing slave of its object.
Valasquez had decided to ask Barbara
once more to be his wife. The hope that
hung on this question took away his
appetite, unnerved him, and made him
trembe.
1t was three o'clock when he finished
his dinner. Rising from the table, he
ordered SAINT to have his horse brought
out again.
Reaching De Vere's, his ring brought
servant to the door.
Tell Miss Lindsey that gentleman
wishes to see her." he said.
His message reached Barbara exactly
as he had sent it, and her thoughts at
once flew to Victor. She came down
stairs with pleasurable anticipations at
her heart
AT the parlor door she beheld who
was waiting for her, and she paused for
a moment, while chill of disappoint-
ment fell upon her. 1t was not Victor,
not her hero, but the man, whom, of all
the world, she dreaded most. She en-
tered the parlor, and bowed coldly.
There was brief pause, and then o few
remarks that interested neither. Then
Valasquez unceremoniously plunged
headlong into that for which he had
come.
Miss Lindsley," he cried, "I am
here to tell you again that love you
l love you SO madly that must speak,"
The girl grew pale, but uttered not
word.
Miss Ilindsley," the false master of
The Cedars continued, twill you be my
wife entreat you, by my love, to
answer that question differently from
what you did before !"
Barbara turned away her face.
"Speak," cried Valasquez.
81 answered you once" spoke the girl
at last, in low, firm tone.
But, Miss Lindsey, is your answer
the same ?"
eyes"
Is it final ?"
"Yes.n
Miss Lindsey, bethink YOURSELF"
expostulated Valasquez. 81 am the
wealthiest man in the country, and, as
you are aware, there is now no doubt
but that will continue to be So"
Barbara sprang to her feet, losing her
fears in her anger.
When wed, If ever 1 do" she
cried, I" will marry man that love,
and not an estate"
And with naughty bow she left
Valasquez alone.
So much for the estimate he had plac-
ed upon Barbara Lindsley's character.
His grand argument had fallen dead,
having the opposite effect to what he
had anticipated.
Valasquez rushed from the house.
Course her curse her ! curse hertz
was the angry cry of his raging soul,
as he mounted and rode away.
"She shall never marry any other
man If she loves any other shall slay
him. And If my love turns to hate, let
her beware ~
When he reached The Cedars, he sped
swiftly past.
II believe l should suffocate now,
without motion to give me BREATH" he
calculated, as he continued on.
And truly the soul of Valasquez was
in whirl of Disappointment, rage, and