The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1881-08-12
KENNETH CARLE'S LOVE

'AsAN @NN - IL S6A0bdL " GV III
They are standing upon the cliff to.
gether Kenneth Garlic and Grace Els.
worth, and he is holding her hand in
his and gazing earnestly into her beauti-
full gray eyes,
"Grace, turn back" he exclaimed,
passionately; "turn back before it is toe
late. You do not know what you are
doing you"
Il believe L know my own mind,
interrupted Grace, with forced laugh.
II am perfectly sane, assure you"
Kenneth looked at her with a sad,
doubtful expression on his handsome
face.
81 cannot deem it possible" he says.
81 never thought that Grace Ellsworth
would sell herself for gold, paltry
gold! !"
She disengages Der hand from his
clasp, and drawing hersefup haughtily,
replies in cold tone that the tears in
her eyes belie,-
Neither would /, Mr.. Carle. You
presume too much upon friendship, but
there are some things that even friend
ship does not make admissible. You
are very unjust in your accusation. My
heart ismy own and am free to bestow
it upon whom l please. Pray do not
speak of selling again"
81 am to infer, then," he says "that
you have never loved me you have been
trifing with me all this time, you-"
"Infer anything you please" retorts
Grace, hotly. at makes no difference
to me-"
"Ah !"
1t is not a short exclamation that
Kenneth Carle utters, but a long, low
sigh, that thrills Grace's heart with a
strange emotion, and causes the color to
rush in her cheeks. Then there is a
long silence, while Kenneth gazes ixedly
at the grass beneath his feet, and Grace
stands motionless now and then casting
covert glances at her companion.
"NIr. Carle," she says, suddenly, "look
at the darkening sky. There will be
q storm soon, j shall return to the house.
Will you come with me or stay here? p
81 will stay here" he replies, without
raising his eyes from the ground; and
she turns and leaves him.
At short distance she pauses and
looks behind her. She sees the rocky
cliff, with the sea lashing itself into
foam at its base the tall figure standing
near its edge, his head bowed, his dark,
Greek-like features clearly outlined
against the dull gray sky, AMI an ex.
preston of anguish and pain crosses
her face. 1t is succeeded, however, by
look of stern determination, and in
low, firm voice she says
II will not let this foolish love con-
qucr. Money want, and money l will
have. / shall wed this rich stranger,
for indeed he is almost stranger to
me, and Kenneth Carle shall never be
more to me than friend"
AS Grace has predicted, storm comes
up quite suddenly; and as she is quite
distance from her home, she seeks
shelter in cottage at the foot of the
hill.
1t is quaint, low-roofed building of
very ancient date, and has been inhab-
tied for many years by tall, gypsy
looking woman who, when she first took
up her abode there was comely,
bright-eyed, rosy-cheeked maiden, and
now an old woman, yellow-skinned and
gaunt
Her black eyes, though, have never
lost their keen brightness, but shine
with such steady, piercing light that,
when any yaluables are lost, the vii.
layers laughingly remark that they could
discover them instantly had they the
light Of Mother Leman's eyes to
them.
These bright eyes turn upon Grace
now as she enters the one room of the
cottage that serves as kitchen, chamber
and parlor, and a metallic voice rs
"Ah, is it you, my child, GraceP Yor
were caught in the shower are you no
drcnched2'