The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-08-03

She hurried into her bedroom, and
caught faded shawl from nall, wrap
ping IL around her head and shoulders.
She was shivering, but not with cold
A moment more and she was speeding
up the broad oak avenue leading to the
elegant residence OF her enemy. She
had vowed never to step on his grounds,
never to look him In the face, but her
wrong made her forget all else.
Halfway up the avenue she stopped
suddenly, her face turning an ashy hue,
her limbs trembling. Coming toward
her, whistling gaily, was tall, hand
some man, of about thirty-seven years,
the look of born aristocrat stamped on
his proud face.
For one moment Eunice hesitated
she felt sick and weak, and would have
turned aside and fled through the shrub
berry, but for a sudden recollection of
the past which stung her into courage.
And as Derrick Langholm came up, she
sprang directly in his path, facing him
with her haggard, white face and wild
eyes. ~ rir mH
He looked at her one instance in sur
prise, thinking he had encountered a
mad woman then the color faded from
his face, too, leaving it as pale as the
one on which he gazed, and he started
back with hoarse cry -
Eunicel !" ml
Yes, 1t is Eunicel Are you not glad
to meet her after lapse of thirteen
years 2"
Thirteen years ~ he repeated In a
dazed way. lHe
1t is long time, is it notY You
can scarcely remember, probably, the
cruel wrong you did me, and yet you
are not content with that; you must
haunt me here" tE
6 Eunice, never knew
She interrupted him -
You could not let me live in peace
in my little cottage even now,- you
killed my hens"
Your hens were they yours, Eu-
niceY 1 never knew who owned them.
Jacob simply told me that he had given
the woman to whom they belonged
warnings without number. If l had
known
You want me to believe that you
would have spared them for the sake of
the past, Derrick Langholm, the past
which has taught me how base and false
men can be.''
I" Forgive me, Eunice," the man cried,
ring of true emotion and repentance
in his voice. " l have long seen how
cruel and wicked was; but believed
you happily married long ago, and the
whole thing forgotten"
" Married Who would marry mel
she said bitterly. $ The poorest laborer
in Basildown would have thought him
self too good for me. Forgotten Could
L easily forget what blasted my life and
ruined my reputation And yet was
innocent innocentl" sN
"Eunice, never knew it was as bad
as that never imagined any one but
your mother would know of it. Forgive
me, Eunice, forgive me nowl"
"Never |" she said, with trembling
voice. "Women never forgive such
wrongs"
Then not daring to trust herself to
say more, she turned from him and
walked rapidly away through the shrub
berry.
When she reached her cottage she
sank on the floor exhausted, pressing
her hand to her heart as if to stop its
wild throbbing.
Sitting there, how vividly the past
came back to her, its events as fresh in
her mind as if thirteen hours instead OF
years had elapsed since their occurrence
Her widowed mother had idolized her
and strained every nerve to give her an
education that would fit her for a
teacher. They were poor, but respected
by every one, and it was not matter
of wonder to Eunice that Derrick Lang
holm, the handsome son of a rich father
should express himself willing to marry
her. She was only seventeen, anl
believed Implicitly in his vows of Low,
and spurious promises, needing not he
indulgent mothers warnings that /
was not safe to trust a stranger so fully
For Derrick had come to Basildowr
only for summers sport in hunting
and but little was known of him say,
that his parents were wealthy.
At last the infatuated girl consented
to an elopement which her lover urge,
was necessary in order that they shoul,
marry, for their union would be violent