Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1881-10-13

Hold tight shouted Arthur. nt;ll
Set there. and 4 second after. which
seemed ages 10 me. suspended - l was.
| vas lifted from over the abyss and
cIasped closely ii bis arms. was =
frightened child. I cosld hear nv
own heart. and "a 10 Arthur. he vas
half wild from the reaction Of fear.
MY darling how eonId you be 20
foolish ~ not % lss me helpycn overg
When he talks in that way always
resist. % ] freed myself from his arssss,
protested that / was not At all frinhA-
ened. and that i had Riven him 5 liz
tie heallhfnl exercise.
Il could have plenty offhai ii row
ing. said be sadly, without the strain
on my nerves that this episode has
caused
"Next time keep to your rowing for
exercise and / will save myself..' I
said, willfnlly. and walked forward to
. fight Of steps leading up the rocks.
"Will you climb them p he asked
in deprecating tone.
Then he drew my hand into his
quietly and decidedly, so decidedly
yet 50 tenderly could not object, and
We began the ascent in silence. The
fight ended at the foot Of a steep,
winding mountain path; this we had
to ascend slowly. At last the path
opened on what had determined 10
reach. platform above the waterfall.
From this eyrie we could gaze for
miles and miles. over Hill and dale,
on nesting cottages wreathed in the
slow moving night mist, the dreamy
foretaste of the ''to come"
At our feet lay the river grimly
piling its waters over its mighty Sc
crets, dallying not with the pleasant
banks, but grandly and resistlessly
sweeping on to its great store house.
But immediately below us, turning
my head dizzy as looked, wasthe fali-
ing water. Down it leapt impetu-
ously, never pausing. ceaselss sup
ply, ever ready forts leap aud plunge,
which caused misty foam clouds of
spray. The moss on the sides Of the
basin lay green and cool, watered By
the constant and copious showers.
The trees, near the influence of the
water, waved greener arms than those
| farther Off We sat on our rocky
throne for a few moments, taking in
with quick. observant eyes the exceed
ing beauty Of the view.
It is q misfortune that the ioys of
the senses cannot last. At all times
and in all places we are constantly re.
minded of how temporary are our pro-
visions for this world.
The night had come, so we returned
to our Boat, / melted BY a reaction
that had come over me and Arthur by
his intense love for and fear Of losing
me. ! am tired, Irene, and will tell
you more in my next letter.
Goodnight for the present.
CLARE.
Irene pondered long over this let
ter and then wrote to Arthur, saying
that she had heard from Clare; at the
close of her letter she said ''let me
give you q piece Of advice, Clare loves,
but is waiting, is uncertain, because
you have never let her feel that
you are the master; she will never
respect mani know her we'll
whom she does not feel she has to
obey. A word to the wise is suffici-
ent; and if you value her happiness
as you own, you had better take ad-
vantage Of any momentary impulse
and make your union at the altar ir-
revocable. Forgive my impertinence,
but have known and loved you both
SO long that / cannot bear to see eth
er unhappy. Believe me understand
womans nature better than YOU
/ Men sometimes take women's ad-
vice and few evenings after rcceiv-
ing this letter, Arthur approached
Clare's door with an agitated but res
olute heart.
She came to meet him, looking cool
and white. "You will come for a
walk, Glare? it is fine evening and
/ want TO see you alone
He came near and took her hand
This evening she did not toss heI
head coquettishly, but impressed by
his manner looked at him with sober
| questioning eyes. and when he drew
nearer, she turned 10 him with q
pathetic look which caused his heart
TO beat faster. for it seemed to say
comfort me" and she had never be
fore appealed 10 him for sympathy.
i Glare" he began. as they slowly
passed down the street ''yon know
how long and patiently / have waited
how you have put me of-darling. d.
you think you have treated me well 2
Clare did not look up but shool
her dainty little head.
/ do you love me ?" She would no
answer. but knew just thea he wa
dearer than her own life.
Arthur was determined that sh,
should reply and in the silence tha
ensued they could hear each ether
} hearts beat. At last she looked up Il
him. because che felt his eyes vserI
upon her, determined she should *
press what was in her soal-
"Yez How faint it wasl Hoy
humble and happy she felt !
There was silence for few moment
in that peculiar calm knosn only b
lovers Then.
Glare. would you be willing to d
J something for me !?
anything. said Clare. feeling tha
! be would Is reasonable under ell cir
J cumstances.
They are Aaying service in iLi