The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1881-10-06

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Therefore, the pause lasted an in
slant only, then Roydon answered his
own question, with laugh;
81 declare, am ,almost growing SEN
timental II in anybody's presence but
yours Miss Fay / should apologize for
so unwonted mood But you are
wholly responsible for it, and it must
be with you so old story to inspire it
that | will not waste words. Blythe
way, there is my horse. had no idea it
was,so late Al reg0tr! Remember, |
have the first and last waltzes this even
ing
The girl stood motionless, watching
him As he strobe away-watching him
vault upon his horse, his tall, superb
figure showing to such splendid advan-
tage; watching horse and rider as they
cantered out Of sight, the latter turning
first TO give her farewell salute with
his whip.
$50 in scarce month, will he ride
out of my life, " she murmured to her
self, with white lips, 80, Roydon, is
1t that you are too proud to ask me to
share the peril and privations Of a SOL
dier's life, or that it would give YOU no
pleasure to have me share it?'
OWN you 90 out on the lake with me
this afternoon, Miss Fay?" asked Major
Howard, week later. at looks lit
le squally, but we will keep close in to
shore, so as 10 run home if the clouds
thickcn.n
"Of course will come" assented
Fay, land as to the clouds, don't
watch them too closely. | rather like
storms"
what perfect picture she makes"
thought Roydon, as he promptly, at the
appointed, time, assisted her into the
sailboat he had named in her honor
theyachting dress of dark blue fitting
closely to the exquisitey-outlined iig-
ure, and on the golden braids nestled
coquettish sailor hat.
Fifteen minutes later n splendid
breeze had carried them far out into
the lake.
The storm has concluded to post
pone itself in our special favor said
Roydon, glancing up at the blue sky;
cor perhaps they don't think soldiers
should be too severely tried as sailors.
Which is it, Miss Fay?"
do you appeal to me as the spirit OF
the storm cloud? If so, | shall call on
it 10 avenge me-
He answered her simply by look,
but it caused her eyes to droop.
She stretched the little white hand
down TO the waters edge, watching the
current resist it as the boat sped on
ward.
$50" be unused, "am resisting the
voice of my heart-so must | resist to
the endh
They spoke but little. They were
alone and together around them wa
ter, above them the sky, beneath them
a grave, And both were young, and
in each heart the same voice was speak
ing; yet their lips were sealed.
Thus an hour passed, when suddenly
Roydon tackled.
What are you doing?n cried Fay,
in tone of disappointment. Surely,
we're not going home?'
Il wish to God we were already
theren' answered her companion with
a blanched cheek. just as little breath
of wind, fresher than any they had felt,
blew upon them. Don't be fright
ened, Miss Fay" continued Roydon,
assuringly. "lt's one Of those treach-
erous squalls. We're in for it, but III
do the best | can"
Cant help your!
The man glanced up amazed, She
neither cried nor groaned There was
no trcmer in her tone, His cheek was
whitor than hers.
'fshaw! she does not realize the
danger" he said, mentally. "Can
you hold thisP" handing her rope as
he spoke.
The next moment the squat struck
them. The little yacht lay tully on IFS
side, then righted itself.
Fay's lips were little pale now, but
no sound escaped them, only she had
held so tightly TO the rope, spite of its
resistance, that it had already cut into
the tender flesh.
The storm was now fully upon them.
1t was fierce as it was sudden. They
were dreuched with water. They could
no longer see each other for the spray,
Fay" cried Roydon, 'you are fright
ened."
with youP" she answered. "No,"
and her tone was firmer than his own.
The next moment the boat, struck
by sharper blast than first, went over.
Both found themselves clinging to its
sides.
Fay tell me-" he said, "that you
forgive me for this. o, child, must we
die when life holds so much SweetnessP"
THE storm won't last long, We
may yet be saved" she answered, in
her sweet young voice; but, Roydon, if
| slip don't try to save me. 1t will on
ly lose two lives, and mine is not worth
as much as yours
"My God! without you, what would
mine be?"
The words escaped him ete he real
lied their meaning
"Live it, then, for my sake, dear"
Fay replied; "and remember, always,
had my choice, would have chosen
to have died thus with you, rather than
to have lived on without you My love,
goodbye"
The next instant tie waters had
caught her torn and bleeding hands,
all cut by the rope, from their slight