The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-04-08

Pcrcd, hoarsely; but if you say all is ove
between us, why it must be So"
:" don't say it need be, mind," he said
looking pitifully down at her. "I can over
lcok good deal, love you so much, SC
much! God in heaven only knows how
much have loved you. But won't hav,
the face OF that man between us. God no
no!' and his great shoulders lifted with TIN,
scarcely drawn breath, while dark re,
hate smoldcrcd III his usually soft eyes.
ut shall be just as you say" she mur
INJURED, mcckly, without looking up.
ut shall be just as you say" he replied
quickly: "Do you think you could learn
to love me again, a ittle2" lie asked, tho
anger all gone. She was so beautiful.
'STry me, Charlie You arc SO strong
and good, and noble: I always felt that
and one can't long like where one can't re.
spcct, can one2' Her hands were on his
arm now, aud the lovely pleading eyes up-
lifted to his.
! "You won't see him again2
| 81 woa't-l swear won't! What should
| want to sec him for now she sobbcd.
"Ihcn, we will wait This troupe goes
Tomorrow. Don't cry, darling; l dare say
IL VIII all come out right" and after q few
ow-spoken words, theyoung man left her,
bosOm's throne.
Mamma, if anybody comes, say Pm
outt called Margaret, from the top stairs.
''Well, guess nobodyll be here to-day
unless it's that actor fellow" Was the re-
sponsc. "Dont walk in the sum-" she
audcd, Tor mother and father were proud
OF their darlings beauty, and ,hey secretly
wished Tor her a better match than even
their ncighhor's son.
Deep Iii the woods she struck, dctcrmin-
Ell never to see that too fair fatal face again.
'1lc, be gone tomorrow, she half sob
oed, holding her hands hard against her
heart, land | shall never see him again.
GOD he thanked! for. oh, l dare not trust
myself" '
The path, slippery, with pine -lcaaves,
ieo 10 1aVorlte resting placc-a cleared
spot through which ran crystal-cear river.
The place combined several distinctivcly
beautiful features Here she sat down
unmlndful of the singing stream, the soft
shadows, the sweet murmuring of the wind
IN the tops of the trees
a 1ootstep Near startled her.
III the river, as Ill q mirror, she saw q
vision that had become all too dear TO her
a graceful figure clad in Duck velvet,
the s:',"H hat, with itss waving plumcs rc.
Elected, with the outstrctchcd hand tbot
held it, in the blue depths.
She sprang to her feet, burning flush
spreading over her brow and neck, and
would have fled but that he was beside her
ut 4 bound
My beauty! my darling my own!"
"Sir, those words arc an insult to mcin
she cried with spirit, striving in vain to free
herself from his carcssng arm.
can insult l would die before I would |
oiler you an insult, my beautiful. Come
with me; l want to show you a lovclicr SPOT |
han this-comc!"
II will not, she said, firmly, wrestling
lfy S4attu1! u1!r'>" hUM cotttt'.j~s> .aJnoe =
how dared your"
'I.ove will dare anything" he said,
gayly, fastening his powerful eyes On her |
tacc, and drawing her glance up to his.
"Come, will WOO you like Claude Mel
her; but, like a flash of lighting, the two
were torn asunder, and the man was thrown
headlong with one blow from the powerful
arm of Charlie Vance.
"Go!" he said, stcrnly, pointing to the
frightened girl. 81 can save you from his
insolcncc, but cannot promise to save you
from yourself. Go, and think Oh your
broken promises"
Lalterin the day Charlie came up to Mar
garet's house and asked for her.
"Whatcvcr is the matter with the child?'
qucricd The mother | never saw her in
such low spirits"
The young man made no answer, but
went into the cool, shaded parlor. Presently
Margaret came down, white as a lilly.
There was al unspoken question in her
wide, fearless eyes.
mo, I didn't Kill him, Maggie, though he
deserved it. don't wait the crime of muir
der on my soul, even for you my poor girl.
But sent him away as suEdued and cool
ed-down man as ever you see. Such men
are always towards. And now, Maggie
you're free. never should want to think
Of the look you gave him while I held you
in my arms, and should have to think of
it. I've come to say goodbye, for Pm off
for the West, and it ever hello"
There was a low, broken sob, and on his
chest Margaret lay dead weight. The
girl had tainted away.
Well, n long sickness followed Charlie
could not leave her lying there between life
and death, and the first visit after she could
set up settled the matter. Margaret had
conquered her vanity, which, after all, was
more touched than her affections, and found
that there was only one image in the heart
that had been, as she thought, so torn with
conflicting struggles--and that was tho
frank, honest, bluc-cyed Charlie Vance,
who had loved her ever since che was q
baby.
And of course they were married.
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