The Douglas independent. [volume] (Roseburg, Or.) 187?-1885, 1880-03-27
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II an q 50 startled and
ofla prong aud incoa-
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one instant wish
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tones. am sure baxs q |ea'Ezl osl
again. 5utN cannot e. zlS|zz @,
Ermen garda win 70 .'azssalld
that I would not W 7ou one
moment Of di.
do not
at all, she ans
She denies
he thought sorr.
A long time ah
by the parlor wi
the night-a black
the rain drifting owe
and the wild wind roaring -.
river.
just the evening for cosy chaE hes
fore comfortable fire, observed Mrs.
Goldsby, coming in, and after ringing for
lights, drawing the heavy curtains will:
Q little shiver. I thought Ermenoarde
was with you, Harold you are not 70
ing? Mr.. Goldsby wished 10 show Won
those curious things sent him today.
The dear fellow has a passion for Cd ddand
antique relics, and his study IS quite IN
interesting museum, assure you. Alan.
do bring Miss Burroughs, concluded
the viyacious little lady.
Presently Ermengarde cauae-a aim.
elegant figure, dressed simply IN black
silk, with cluster of white roses on her
bosom.
Here is something you would like.
Miss Burroughs. observed Mr. Go1dsb4
taking from his box Of relics 6 curiotiz
necklace of gold with apendant Of exqui-
site pearls
Fl / could only know the history Of
all these things, murmured the girl. as
she glanced ouer thema tiny grotesque
bronze statnette, few coins centuries
old, a cup of silver enthusiastically carved,
and among them small toy pistol with
a ieweled stock. This, at least, Is not
SO very ancient, she pursued, taking up
the diminutiye weapon $
Be careful, dear; It may not be
harmless, +" remarked her hostess.
The wise Injunction came too late. As
Ermengarde turned it about scrutiniz-
ingly, there was sharp click and re-
port. The dangerous toy dropped a* her
feet, and she flung up her shireTinG
hands with little cry Of fright and pain.
20, what have you done y cried
Harold, as he saw the red blood trzekzang
over her soft neck and staining the FRlss
roses on her bosom.
It is nothing, gasped the girl alsz
then tottered back upon the s6fa, bale
and unconscious.
She has only tainted, said Arleigh,
as he bent over her There Is no caasA
for alarm. The ball merely cut tins ten
der flesh,
But the host had gone. evidently to
send for a physician, and his frightened
wife had followed him ailalessIy INTO &.
hall.
@, my love, my loEs. moaned Har-
old. i had almos4 her see yon lying
before me dEad than to know that you
will live to be the wife Of another.k
It would seem that she heard his ycies
and understood his words even 81 her
Inconsistencies. Tor she suddenly
opened her eyes and smiled like little
child awakening from q dream
"What we're you saying, Harold y
she asked, family, regarding him with
wondering look.
That it is agony to give you mp 70
another, my darling he rejofned,
slowly
Her pain and fright were all gone now.
She arose before him proudly her paic
cheeks growing rosy. - -.
Harold, she said, grsgely. Il I am
not your wife shall never be the wife al
another. You have wronged myl love
and fidelity if rou have ever tiso,I .fI<-'
differently,
The spell of the sweet old love dream 8
was upon them. There WAS no need Of