The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1881-09-29

story was told, and Mr.. Trevanion was
at first very angry at Arthur Raleigh's
want Of temper.
But Edith could not bear to have him
blamed, and she now made all sorts of
excuses for the jealousy which in tho
morning seemed to her so objectionable.
1t was lovely night, when feverish
and restless, she flung open the windows
of her dressing-room.
The moon was shining in a cloudless
sky, and the sen i'll the distance was
tremulous with light.
But there was q weight on Edith s
spirits which she could not shake off.
The clouds were beginning to redden
in the east before she went to bed, and
the last words Oh her lips were "Where
is Arthur"
Where, indeed, was he?
Whom he left Edith, he rushed in a
paroxysm Of rage to tho seaside, and
there, bare-headed, he amused himself
with walking up md down, cursing wo-
mans ficlleness and all good waltzers in
his heart.
Suddenly little boat shot round one
of the small capes which 50 gracefully in
dent the coast, youth sprang out, and
approaching Arthur, unperceivcd, passed
his arm through the wanderers and nd
dressed him by name.
1t was college friend; and Arthur,
bctweon anger and confidence, was soon
moved to tell his story.
'T will tell you what you shall do;
come with mo into my boat, my yacht
waits me in the ofling; we will have a
pleasant sail, q gay supper, and to-mor-
row, you, having so shown with what
spirit you can act, shall 60 and beg youl
fair tylant's pardon-or what is far bet.
ter, let her beg yours.
Arthur was just in that sort of mood,
when we are ready to let any one decide
for us rather than ourselves.
He went with his friend, had gay
supper; and did what he could to drown
few of Edith's frowns in champagne.
He woke the next morning with 9
headache. and the agreeable intelligence
that they were driven out to sea.
It was week before they could land
and when they did, Of course Arthur's
first thought was to hasten to Edith.
For this purpose, he was to put in al
the very creek which he had left the
week before.
:, ..,, - cold his gay companion, "tha
you must carry everything before you.
Arthur's step was MS heavy rs his
spirits.
He could not disguise from himself
that his strange absence must have infic
ted degree of most cruel anxiety ant
he dreaded to see Edith again.
The sound of bell tolling for fun
eral did not add to his chcerfulness,
He had to pass by the little churcl
yard, and saw IL group of people in tht
one corner.
Surely they were gathered round thu
old vault of tho Trevanions.
He entercd-the rattle of the earth OF
the coffin struck upon his oar-thc vaul
was open, and the Clergyman was read
ing the last sacred words that part til.
the dead from the living.
He asked one question, and the
wretched young man heard the name o
Edith Trevanion.
His sudden disappearance, and Iii
hat having been found Oh the sea-shorc
lod to the belief, that he had destroyed
| himself.
This report had been hastily com
municated to Edith, and she had broker
n blood vessel.
| Death followed instantly
In the small churchyard, whose oil
yews are seen at great distance out a
sen, is an old-fashioned monument
is the vault Of tho Trcvanion family.
The last inscription is
"Edith Treyanion, aged 49,"