Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1880-05-28


ed about all over the place. Last night,
when heard something at Delleway's,
/ felt like going home and blowing my
brains out"
"Oh, Charlie!"
The voice was more plaintive, and the
little figure dropped yet lower.
"And it all comes of that Internal viii
lain. 1t all comes of your going back and
forth to the hotel, and with your cousin
Annie, to see him."
Margaret lifted her head with pitiful
gesture.
"He is going away today" she cried,
great pain in her voice.
"And you will see him before he goesp"
"Oh, no, no, no, Charlie! Oh! don't
look so cruel. 1 can't see him now, you
know l can't"
''Since you've heard that he's got
wife elsewhere, eh!"
"Charlie l don't care; it isn't that"
sle answered, chokingly. How could
she add-"Iti is because l have found him
base, untrue, when he seemed to me like
an angel of light"
Her red lips quivered, the tears stood
large and shining on her lashes, her eyes
were downcast, her hands folded with
the rigid clasp of despair.
Il shall never see him again." she
whispered hoarsely; "but if you say all
is over between us, why it must be So"
81 don't say it need be, mind" he said,
looking pitifully down at her. ! can
overlook a great deal love you so much,
so much! God in heaven only knows
how much love you. But l won't have
the face of that man between us. God
no! MOI" and his great shoulders lifted
with the scarcely drawn breath, while a
dark red hato smouldered in his usually
soft eyes. fsu-
''It shall be just as you say" she mur-
INJURED meekly, without looking up.
''It shall be just as you say" he repli-
ed quickly. do you think you could
learn to love me again, little?" he ask
ed, the an .er all gone. She was so beau
tiful
"Try me, Charlie. You are so strong,
and good, and noble; I always telt that
and one can't long like where one
can't respect, can one?" Her hands were
on his arm, now, and the lovely, plead,
ing eyes were uplifted to his.
"You won't see him againP"
"I won't i swear won't. What
should l want to see him now forP" sht
sobbed.
''Then we will wait. The troupe goes
tomorrow. Don't cry, darling; l dart
say it will come out all right" and aftel
few low spoken words the young MAJ
lett her, but by no means with peac,
seated on his bosom's throne.
Mamma, if anybody comes, say Tn
out" called Margaret from the top of tn
stairs.
"Well I guess nobody'll be here toda.
unless its that actor fellow" was the re
sponse. Don't walk in the sum-" sh
added, for father and mother were prou,
!, of their darling's beauty and they secret
ly wished for her better match thai
their neighbor's son.
) Deep in the woods she struck, deter
mined never to see that too fair, latal fac
: again.
Q Hell be gone tomorrow" she hal
sobbed, holding her hands hard agains
y her heart, 'and / shall never see hir
again. God be thanked! for oh, l dar
!. not trust myself"
The path, slippery with pine leaves
f led to a favorite resting place-a cleare
; spot, through which ran crystal cles
river. The place combined several di
tinctively beautiful features. Here sh
! sat down, unmindful of the singin
! stream, the soft shadows and the swe,
i. murmuring of the wind in the top of I'll
trees.
f A footstep near startled her.
In the river, as in mirror, she saw
vision that had become all too dear to HI
9 "a graceful figure clad in black velve
the small hat, with its waving plume
e reflected, with the out-stretched har
y that held it, in the blue depths.
She sprang to her feet, burning flu:
le spreading over brow and neck and wou
u have fled but that he was beside her at
bound.
my beauty, my darling, my ownm
'S "Sir, those words are an insult to me
Il she cried with spirit, striving in vain
free herself from his caressing arms.
a. IAN insult would die before l wos
It. offer you an insult, my beautiful. Cor
with me, l want to show you a lowell
h! spot than this-come"
ly II will not" she said firmly, wresti
e. herself from him, not daring to look
nd in his face. "How could you follow ]
ID, how dared youP"
dy Love will dare do anything" he S;
'ut gayly, fastening his powerful eyes on
nd face and drawing her glance up to |
ce, Come, ! will WOO you like Claude N