Kimball enterprise. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1883, 1883-04-20
n.u asr1vsa & sne place wnere Tie roads

IN arr1veu s. the piace wneresthi roads
We must not walk my further To-
gether," st. Laurena said. "Sonae one
might see us, and you know we mean
to surprise everybody. No one is to
suspect anything about it yet, you
know"
And then came Olga, low, delicate
laugh:
can hardly realize it is true. Mr..
Laurens; 1t seems u some lovely
dream!"
sBut j hope you will find it a blessed
reality he said, tenderly. "You do
not regret Trusting me, Olga?"
.tOh, no, no." she answered. IT never
dreamed that earth had SO much of hap
piness in store for me. Regret trusting
you, when / owe it all to your"
And then Juliet could hear st. Laur-
ems footsteps die away in the distance.
She conld see Mrs. Darlington standing
motion.esss moment, with her lovely
little hands clasped in rapturous costa
sy, and then she saw her go softly and
swiftly on, the wing in her little hat
glowing through the dusk like the wing
of some Southern bird.
"How dare she-how dare shel'
Juliet gasped, her white teeth set closely
together.
And then she hurried down the glade,
the thorLs tearing her delicate dress
and wounding her soft, white flesh.
But she felt the pain no more than if
they had been dainty rose-petals, show
for some strong, awful purpose was ma
turing in her mind-an overmastering
passion that held her whole being in its
iron clutch.
She knew that to reach the right road
Olga Darlington was to cross the tiny
~foot-bridge that SPAWNED the little creek
neare the house, and her whole aim
was to reach there first. And she sue.
ceeded.
1t was quite dusk as she hurried down
the shelving banks of the little, roaring
creek.
"The planks are old and rotten.m she
said to herself, excitedly; s'They shook
and ratified when I crossed them this
noon, and / will make sure that Olga
Darlington shall come between me and
my lover no more!'
And as she crossed the little bridge,
she deliberately stopped, and with her
delicate hands tore up plank after
plank behind her, and tossed them into
the water with a dull, splashing sound.
lucy W0iS llOO idiSCy Out It0 tl0y UCCu
five times their size. Juliet would have
torn them away from their Wondering
Aeams, so supernatural seemed her
strength.
'.There!' she said, half-aloud. 'Long
ago, when | was a little child, a ma was
drowned at this very place, and l re-
member hearing them say that the wat
er was deep, and | know the spot is
lonely"
And the next minute she was gone,
hurrying affrightedly away, as if some
insane horror were following upon her
footsteps.
Mr.. st. Laureas was waiting for her,
and same down the piazza-steps to meet
her.
"Yon are late tonight, julie"
eyes, 1 know" she said, as she push
ed her hair away from her forehead
great beads. ell didn't walk very
fast" a
"And you lock tired and heafa1s
The long walk has been too muchfWr
You. Come, sit on the piazza beside
me-; / have a story to tell you"
"a story?" she repeated, mechanical
nYes; about little Olga Darlington.
She is not a widow, after all, julie"
stNot q widow, after ALL"
"No? And how do you suppose
found it out? My cousin-you know
Hal-he wrote me from California; and
what do you think, Julie, but Hal is he1
husband! You see, there was some abb
surd misunderstanding between them
almost before the honeymoon wa over
Hal always was a ~hot-headea fellow, and
in this instance his absurd jealousy
-,aI1 oSToo1 &c HIM aud ohn IN nar noe.
sioDatc anger, ran away and left him
Somehow, he heard she was in this par
Of the country, and wrote to me about
her, and of course the moment | reac
his letter / knew that it was Olga. She
is the happiest little creature in The
world, to think ne really loves her still
and next week she goes to San francisco
to meet him. What do you think or me-
as u diplomatist, lady fair?"
His handsome countenance was fairly
radiant with pleasure as he looked int
Juliet's face. But she did not Q tht
gaze. Her own eyes, wide-open and di
lated, were fixed on vacancy, and he,
face was deadly white.
Merciful God in heaven, what had sh'
done? What, in the wild %unreasonin,
of her jealousy, had she tried to do
Was she a murderess? Was the RET
IldTk Oh Sdlu upOu ASI DlOWIa ~
, Had the wealth of a hundred world
been hers, she would have given it t.
undo the work of those few mad min
I. utes on the lonely bridge. Yes, sh'
would have died in all the bloom of he
youth, and hope, and beauty, to hav'
wiped out that brief time in her LIFT
have atoned for the wild remorse tina
gnawed at her heart all throughthe slow
creeping hours of that dreadful, sleep
less uight.
When she arose the next morning
she looked as If an illness eff months ha'
passed over her hea /.
Chow badly you look, dear!" her sis
ter said. "Itold you yesterday it wa
too far to walk through the hot sun 70
the ferns. And did you not know tina
Olga did not come homo last night
Strangers it not?"
"~Strange!"
And as Julie closed her heavy eyes
and shrank, almost fainting, away,
seemed to her that she saw the beauti
full mignonne face lying among the Leaf
stems and snowy petals, sc cold and still
All, heaven! 30 long as she lived, tina
face would haunt her waking or sleep
ingl"
And then she suddenly started II
from the strange .hysteric sleep that ha
corue upon her as she lay upon tn
lounge, more like a dead than a Twin,
girl-started up at the sound of her sis