Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1880-10-02
CHAPTER XXXV.
THE LOVERS.

Harold cast no backward glance to Mau-
vains house he walked straight from it to
the woods. Some time during the night
he would redeem his promise to Margaret
Sylvester, and tell her all he knew of the
story of Clarice; in the meantime he felt
the necessity of solitude and self-com-
muning.
"In a new world, and without friend, +"
he thought, 81 am commencing a new
life. 1 bid goodbye to dreams; l must
work, as other men do in the Silver Isle.
Who will accept the labor of my hands, in
return for food and shelter? To pass my
days in Incidence, and beg for food, would
be an added shame to the many that lie
heavy on my manhood. Who takes me as
servant will have sorry bargain. On
my word | have half mind to 90 and
offer myself to the hunchbhck. There is
humor in the idea. Unless l am mistaken
in him, he would not turn me from his
hut. If nothing better offers, will visit
him in his mountain home, after l have
fulfilled my promise to Margaret. Mau.
vain, a sword is hanging over your head
which, if you are vulnerable, will make
your soul bleed"
He sat upon the trunk of tree whose
branches, bending over him, formed a
canopy through which he saw the clouds
sailing peacefully on. He lay and watched
them with tender, regretful spirit.
Chow sweet is the gathering twilight
Resting here within this peaceful solitude,
l can realize how false has been the glare
and glitter of my days. Better far to have
been woodman, with wife and children,
stirred by no other ambition than that
which is comprised by love and labor
Let me dream of what might have BEEN"
And so he lay and dreamed, and the past
took new shape and form. The woman he
loved was his Is; he had rescued her from
the peril which threatened her, and they
lived happy, impossible life, in which all
the best and purest of his young ambitions
and hopes were realized. What brought
Evangeline into his dreams? She was
there, and took her share in the unreal
happiness upon which he fed, in defiance
of the stern reality which moved around
his dreams.
He was aroused by murmur of voices,
which at first seemed part of his fancies
The illusion passed, he opened his eyes.
Within few yards Of him stood two
beings, man and girl. He recognized
the girl instantly. Evangeline, most beau.
tiful and fair, 1.-THE and graceful, gazing
with eyes of love upon her companion, q
manly young fellow in the garb Of a fisher
man. They stood hand in hand, and as
they moved away the young man passed
his arm around her, and bent his face to
hers.
"Theirs is the springtime," unused Har-
old 81 must learn the truth"
Rising, he walked after them hearing
bis steps, they turned and faced him.
"Once more we meet" said Harold,
with courteous salutation to Evangeline.
4" Do you not recognize me ?"
Evangeline did not reply. The vague
remembrance she had of him needed STIR
ring into life.
II perhaps know you," said the young
man. " although we have never met. Are
you Mauvain ?"
"My name is Harold" He looked once
more in questioning way at Evangeline.
a Do you not remember, brought you to
the Silver Isle, and my last words to you
were, Princess of the Silver Isle, l kiss
your fairy fingers
81 remember you now. You came first
to the isle with Ranf and me"
at is so. You look upon me with
avoidance. Why?"
81 have heard something of what passed
between you and my mother"
"Not all?"
Joseph" said Evangeline, averting her
face from Harold sslet us CO."
Come, then And Joseph held her
more closely to his side.
GA moment, pray" said Harold, softly I;
"you have nothing to fear from me.
must see her whom you call mother, for
her sake and yours.
"For mine ?"
"Yes, fair maid, for yours. VIII you
conduct me to her? do not know her
| house."
"You can follow us, said Joseph; "we
are on cur way home.
81 thank YOU, You bear likeness to
Margaret Sylvester"
81 am her son.
Harold gazed from Evangeline to Joseph.
and from Joseph to Evangeline, with so
much meaning in his eyes that the girl
blushed but in his manner there was no
offence it was at once tender and solic-
itous.
May your lives oe nAPPy anu
l will follow you to Margaret Sylvester 8
house."
They wended their way in silence even
between Evangeline and Joseph there
passed no word the presence of the
stranger seemed to east cloud over their
young hearts.
Margeret Sylvester, seeing Harold ap-
proach the house, ran out to meet him.
"You have come !" she cried.
az have come" he replied, "and the
seal is off my lips.
"Enter, then" she said, with beating
heart, and led the way into the house.
| ITO be continued