The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1881-03-11

Appearances 2Is deceptive
Nevertheless, she caught up 8 Grim
son shawl and threw il eanelessly oFer
her head and shoulders
A few minutes walk in the chill Sep
tember air brought them 70 the foot Of
the hiIl-not ; large hill-b1t steep
and intensely gloomyloohng.
At the base they all paused-an ave
the tall. regal figure Of vivienne Har-
court. that went straight up. with light.
unfaltering feet. till more than half the
ascent was climbed; then she turned
round and waved her hand to the group
Fellow.
At that moment the swung over
. cloud. and showed her standing there
Q strangely. whereby beautiful visions
priestess before her temris
The shawl had felis sd and hung
loosely at her side. and si.st Whitehead
figure, whittier still against the back
ground Of the ruins, seemed cut from
Parian marble.
.Godspeed." they cried from below.
q sort of W creeping into theiI merry
voices.
A quick turn Of the graceful figure. .
few steps more. and she had passed IN.
to the darkness of the trees. and Of the
three standing walls Of the ruin.
For q moment she stood quite still
with q sort Of dizzy horror. in the i'm
penetrable density Of the shadows; then
o~onq,p4;a~ herself with e mighty ehort
went I"
The place was overgrown with the
rank luxuriance of uneuitivated vegeta-
ton, but the moonlight, shimmering
family in, showed, through the tangled
masses of greenery, glimpses of placid
water lying like a broken mirror.
The girl went slowly on, her daintily-
slippered feet hurt cruelty now and
hen by the rough, jagged stones of the
'hattered wall. that lay hidden by de-
,eitful grasses. Out of the beautiful
ace had died the fcverish glow and
,parkle. 1t had grown white-deadly
yhite-to the proud, sensitive lips; but
he eyes, with such childlike fright
Keeping into and vanquishing the de-
crmination in the ~depths-they burned
Ike great dusk diamonds.
1t would probably take less than a
minute to walk from the path to the
water, but it was fully two before the
irl sank on her knees. blind and dizzy,
leside the .ateful well.
For n moment she would not look. A
mad, supersti,ious terror had crept into
Ter heart, almost completely conquer
ng her old, fearless daring.
Then. summoning all her courage,
sitii a desperate will-eifort, she put out
ier white. jeweied hands. and thrust
.siie the trailing vines above the well,
hen resolutely bent her eyes close,
loser to its shining surface.
Only one second did the white, beau
.iful, girlish face gaze into its depths;
hen. trembling in every limb, she
prang up as if shot. with a low, wall
mg. quivering cry, in which rang pas
senate love, iinploring hope, and, more
han all, unutterable terror.
.Arthur, my lover
And the man whose face she had seen
selected in the water. leapcd forward
3 he heard chat sobbing cry, and
,aught her in his arms with tender, sob
ing words.
Don't. Vivienne, my darling, my
larling-don'ti' he cried, as she chung
0 him like a terrified child, quivering
ike u leaf in Il perfect passion of sobs.
IS if her very heart would break.
All the reaction of the terrible strain
ell upon her now-the reaction no.
pnly OF tonight, but of the weeks she
rad waited and longed for the strength
md tenderness Of Arthur Beauchamp's
Id love.
my dearest, hush-for my saker he
pleaded. ats over now. 1t was only
. sudden, mad impulse OF mine to come.
| had gone out of the room wild with
jealousy of you, my precious, when |
heard you determine to come here; then
came on ahead, resolved to trample
pride and plead with you for the old
owe l want so, Vivienne! When l heard
you coming, u sudden prompting cam
o me to conceal myself, and look over
-FOUR shoulder into the we'll. II l had
only known-only thought how l would
startle you. Can you forgive me, my
weet?"
She had grown calmer now, and the
moonlight fell full on the white, tear
wet, happy face, as she lifted her sweet,
lark eyes to his.
And in them he read that the old love
was as truly his as it ever had been;
IT'LL, with mischievously smiling lips,
he bent his handsome head:
..And Lord Neston, V%iviennep".
"Oh, Arthur" she said, in playful,
owing reproach.
And he was thoroughly content, as
INTO his own there shyly crept q trem-
bling little hand.
flush! Here are the Others"
There was q hurried tramping into
The brush-wood, a sound Of frightened
voices calling ''Vivienne! Miss Har-
sourt" then the seekers burst from the
darkness of the trees into the open,
moonlit space, where stood noble, stall
wart Arthur Beauchamp, and Vivienne.
who coyly confused and brightly blush
Ing, was trying, in vain, to free herself
from her lover clasp.
.Vivienne! Mr.. B~eauchamp! We
were SO frightened What did you
seeP"
But Arthur Beauchamp silenced all
their EXPLANATIONS with his happy. ring
ing laugh, that sounded so thoroughly
human in that mysterious spot.
II heard your plans. my friends.
vivienne sought her face in the mirror
of the well. a rather torrifed-lookins
heroine. l fenr-wel. We won't say any
reflected In it was truly that of her flu
ture lord and master. And SO l say,
now and forever, all honor to the
Witches Welt"
And then they crowded round them
with many words Of congratulation and
tender friendship, their fresh young
voices sounding strangely sweet in that
silent place.
And Vivicnne Harcourt, a wordless
Joy in her heart, perfect love and faith
in her lighted young eyes. stood proud
ly at her lovers side, and with bright,
laughing lips. smiled blissfully down on
1.-THE Witches Well"
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