The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1883-11-20

MIN to the best hotel.
| "Phewl' looking up at the biz
stately pile before him, s'steep bills
here; Never mind, it's only once a
In the evening lie went out on the
veranda and stood leaning against q
column in blessed idleness, From the
long-lighted parlors behind him came
powerful Teutonic voice chanting a
wild song Of Fatherland.
"A crash Of chorus and it died.
There was ripping murmur of well
bred appause. Then all the pleasant
melody and silvery jingle of mems deep
tones and women's sweeter. laughter
broke out tfresh. Lance Lane looked
towards the brilliant background a
minute with bright, mocking eyes,
1T IS plain to see you stay fol" The
Summer, my friends, or you wouldn't
miss this breeze and moonlight"
Even as he spoke figure came softly
through one long French window. a
small slender figure in trailing lace
draperies. A long scarf of silky Span
lsh lace was flung over her head and
shoulders.
She came slowly forward and clasped
two little sparkling hands on the bal
cony railing. Her face was in profile
such lovely, childish face as it was.
with its delicately chiseled features, it's
pretty, warm rose bloom, it's vivid
scarlet lips, its eyes darkly brilliant as
black diamonds.
miss Demars, say good evening to
an old friend, will your"
She turned swiftly at the sound of
his voice, her whole face luminous, and
held out one fair, jeweled hand in gra-
cious greeting.
You, DR.. Lane! did not know you
were in Saratoga. Ah, you have been
" es," with queer, sad smile: call
work and no play was making Jack a
dull boy"
For an hour or more they walked to-
gether up and down the long pleasant
balcony. and when they paused at last
to say goodnight, all the white weari-
ness had vanished from Lance Lanes
face.
Something he saw in the shy. droop-
ing eyes before him, in the soft rose
bushes, deepening to carminc: some
thing he heard in the low, sweet voice
thrilled his heart with new fire and
courage. How pretty she looked in
the white mOonshine-how pretty.
lie bent till his lips almost brushed
the loose lace Oh her hair.
Breaking the old chain of res erve.
trampling beneath his teet the crumb-
ing barriers Of rank and wealth, he
SHtha5faga5aa Stfangs atsasl6ar6 ufaM Mowabst ds Ais
sweetest in Gods wide world to the
woman who loves her lover.
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Three weeks later.
In the New York bound train sat
Mr.. Marshall Amberg. His summer
trip was over and he was coming back
with the determined resolution-for
better for Worse-to marry Claudia
Demars.
81 love her and I can't battle against
fate any longer" he told himself, de-
cisively. Good heavonl WHAT'S
that?'
a horrible, I'll milling, shiVering
shockl a sudden rocking, swaying
motionl A fall through space, confu-
sion, shriels. darknessl
"Fell down all embankmeutp' head
ed the next morning papers, and among
The paragraphs was the following:
one woman. known and esteemed in
our highest circles-Miss Claudia De-
mars.
'"Throughout the agony and confu-
sion Of the disaster she aided materially
in relieving the sufferers by her quick
helpfulness and generous self-sacrilice.
ut was not discovered till the last of
the victims had been removed that she
herself had been injured, and at last
accounts was unconscious from exhau-
stiOn.
But one little incident transpired
away up in a lonely coutry farm house
that the city papers never knew.
Into the presence Of the woman who
had 80 grandly proven the true nobility
underlying her higher, happier nature,
filled with bitter self-reproach and pas
sionately decided judgment, Marshall
Amberg came.
lie did not see the shabby room, the
dilapidated furniture, the tawdry pa
pering.
lie knelt down beside the low, white
bed, where frail helpless figure lay,
and humbly asked her to be his wife.
Love should be all loyal All conf.
dentl Had he waited and doubted too
long?
But even as he spoke the door was
flung wide open and Lance strobe in
and straight up to the bedside, to the
pale little face lifted in such tender
Frightening at his coming.
My darling, my darlingl" he caught
her almost fiercely in his loving eager
arms. IL came rs soon as | heard
my own brave darling!"
She looked silently at Aamberg.
He was answered.