Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1881-09-22

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courtesy she accorded him; there was
not shade or tinge of interest in her
manner, though they read and talked
and sang together every day. Inf
nitely worthy of his most reverential
thoughts, he found her more charming
IN conversation; she filled the void that
every life Graves, however replete in its
own resources, to the conclusion of all
else.
lnsidiously creeping into every fiber
of his being, he felt the want of her to
have and to cherish for his own, to
teach that love was no myth, to melt
that icy GOODNESS that enveloped her.
He dared not speak; the steady
glance of her wonderful eyes checked
him whenever he essayed any word
that could reveal the wild love of his
heart, and that each hour 'grew with its
growth and strengthened with its
strength
Sne favored him in that she granted
him her society; she even seemed,
in her own silent way, to enjoy this ele-
waiting, enrolling association, that drew
them, through the medium of books
and song, into intellectual converse with
the giant minds of many long since
passed into the infinite beyond. leaving
only phantom ghosts of vanished gen
Jus.
He was reading those passionate,
longing heart words from "lnfelica."
SIN from the night
| The storm wind is lifting its arms to the sky;
Friend of my heart, draw near tonight,
And if you love me, answer me, oh, answer me 7.
He gave her quick, stealthy glance
Su oh look of mortal agony as the
white face bore He could not endure
it; he sprang to his feet.
"Miss Barri:l:on," he pleaded, "do
you intend always to merit your title of
man hater?"
"Yes, Mr.. Murdock;" the violet eyes
met his in infinite scorn, the voice was
even-toned.
"Would nothing convince you that
honor and truth and manhood exist in
this life, that love is net demon to
mock and torment your"
"No, Mr.. Murdock;" there was not a
sign to indicate that the words had
touched her; shall we go on?"
|
docks book dropped unnoticed, don
so wrong yourself. ] may never hope
for your dear favor, / may only struggle
blindly against my own folly, and l love
YOU as / never expected to love morta
woman, with no hope of return Al
well ask star to shine on my bosom
but what can have turned a heart t
adamant that | could swear was once
warm and loving to be companion t
such womanliness as | find in you?
do not seek to penetrate it, but by tina
great love, | implore, give me plac,
in your heartfelt me be your friend.
wilma put up her hand family to war,
off the tender, passionate words as
they were blow. The first flush h
had ever seen covered her face, sue
ceeded by a death-like pallor.
She turned from him steadily ant
withdrew the hand he had taken gen
thy.
at is impossible she said, softly.
81 may not be even friend?' h
questioned, bitterly.
mo" she said, 81 do not even wan
friend ofyour sex. Shall we RESUME
our reading?"
He gazed at her in mute wonder
hurt to the heart as he was, he coul'
not hate her.
The inexplicable mystery was there
be it what it might, he could only year.
after, pity and love the woman who ha'
said to him nay as gently as she coul'
have granted his request, with the gloon
and shadow of sad years looking from
: her luminous eyes and pleading 70
forgiveness.
Pride, too, held place in his heart.
81 will bide my time," he told him
self. 81 shall win her confidence som,
day"
He avoided her sedulously for tire,
DAYS. At the close of the last will
the old, restless longing upon him, hi
walked the moonlit paths till long afte
midnight, then, wal ,ful, he lay, de
termined to go away and forget.
Chat at my years should-grea
heavens p
He sprang up wildly, with sufloca
ting sense of smoke about him.
The wide halls were filled with it. |
| NIli1l6u dIOub MN III Ntti iiiisr "iS"'i'N
binding and choking him.
For the next hour he battled furious
w, half delirious in his mad efforts tt
save the life he loved, unconscious o
the brave workers on every hand wh'
struggled to save the terror-strickel
pleasures seekers, and this gem on thu
seaside, "Island Home" from the an
prv laws of the demon.
He only knew that at last, faint anc
) weary, he held the death-like form o
, wilma Barrinton to his heart, her gar
, mants burned and darkened. One fail
hand end arm were hanging useles
from her torn sleeve from which ne hao
crushed the fire, broad line of scarle
+ lying pitifully across its marble white
i, ness. where tongue of flame hat
touched her as he had fought his way
, He knew that he kissed hungerlngl.
: the silent lips and resigned her; that h
, was sick, and faint and weary, and tina
: 'Island Home" was smoking ruin.
|, Then the daylight blossomed acros
the sky as peacefully as it had eve
= done. flushed the dancing blue oceal
l.