The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1884-02-08
. ROY FROM MODERN BOSTON.
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CASTOR de Murphy 10 ks tenderly
.own at the Lady Agnes Il oFds1
these wards, so full of solemn I'M
~ leave his ruby red liIs and fiow
.owlv out across the brood demesne
ths. s,re:che. away to the wesswa' G
rom the castle, and on which the
nan1ace- are swaying gently &c
C@ J f q in the soft, Kissing vino
anu anu romes languidly up from ihe
I'll So" Us IL lo'h to leave IT.
SUu nnT home. And the grl, as they
SUI SUI 3non her pink-tinted ear, nss-
t la. cip.elv TO him i'll loving ia hon,
lles C Though hzrvoice is frm when
anu "nswef- him, there is d fear
sue a %n look in the dark Drown
nsou that are gazing so steadily into
e. e. ond q j GIT tremb ing OF the
His, 70 White arm with its T. uIded
80 IS md soft flesh tints that is
c,ugiug to his own.
0" .If oo not know" she sayf,
c.,be,her he knows you or not, apo
,bat is WHY l am so fearful, Why my
baart is always II the anxiety OF a
I1oirfnI doubt. IL is because L love
P@n 20 dearly, u ston," the girl
ccontinued, "because my love for yen
is Of the mad, unreasOn Dg kind that
would renounce parents, home,
wealth, everything for the one upon
whom it is bestowed, that these
6onbts are ever haunting me,
aver peering with their wicked,
Saering face from behind the
bIsck clouds of sorrow that fill all
the horizon of my life, that LIE
which should hold for me no. hing
INIT radiant JOY and sweet content.
And It js only when l think of your
great love for me, and, better SILL,
when | stand close pressed in your
srms and feel your heart throbbing
against mine, that 1 am happy and
then there seems TO be no grlef nor
sorrow in all the wide, wide world,
and the sky, so lately overcast With
lowering clouds, seems like shleld
Of TURQUOISE bloom lowering over toe
earth." tn, >,
"She is a daisy from Daisyville,'
said Ggston, scfiJy, to him-eif. land
can tax a man black in the face
spd thea, turning to the Lady
Agnes, he bsnds over her t-nderiy
and kisses the fair white face tn at
is unturned to his. She passes her
dimuled hand over his face in q
fond. csressing way that shows how
great is the love she beats him. And
then, when both are STEPPED In the
incense of a great and enduring pas
sion, when all the world seems rose
tinted. there comes suddenly over
the girls face a wave of psllcr and
into his brown eyes a look Of ghastly
borror that is frightful IN Its 1nten-
Sity. :.
my Cod" she cries, 81 hear 1t
There Is no chance for mistake.
"Hear what?" asks Gsston' lis
eyes shame. ,y sors
the Lady Agnes, drawing still
closer to her lover. my father lie
coming"
=
Ten minutes has passed - hot,
seetbing minutes that can never be
recalled. The Lady Agnes bends
over form that lies PROSTATE at
her feet. "Speak to me, papa she
exelaImS, In sg0ny, "only one little
word to let me know that you are
not dead"
The man opens his eyes. and so
that is your lover, Agnes?"
eyes, papa"
Sand are you sure he did not have
brass knuckles or club?"
Eyes, papa"
"Then how do you explain his
terrible powerf" and the Duke OF
Galway pulled his nose into place
as he spoke.
He was" said the girl. il low,
tremulOus tones, " born in Boston. "
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