The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1884-05-17
TangledLives;;
A BROKEN TIE.
BARRETT SYLVESTER.
AufHo1 OF "a FATAL MSrAKE," "FErTEHHD.
let FREE" "EsrELLE's xRRoR."
''cLOUDs AND sUNsHIN1,"
SUSPECTED" ETC
TcoNrfNUED.1

In the meantime poor Edward was
battling with his rebelious heart in the
Ctimea It was not often he received
letters from home, and he could not
trust himself to write much. He felt 40
intensely miserable that he feared to
mako them unhappy by his letters for
how could he write pleasantly while his
heart was bursting with despair.
Fverywhere-in the battlefield. in the
midnight watch, in the tent, on active
duty, or at rest-the angelic face of
Edith haunted him. Sometimes he felt
almost crazed ut the tenacity with which
his heart clung to the lovely girl, and he
would tear his hair and clench his teeth
in the extremity OF mental anguish. It
seemed impossible to separate her from
his heart, round which she had twine,i
from infancy.
"Nothing but death, he murmured,
hoarsely, after receiving o note from
Edith, which, in spite Of her efforts tc
write cody, breathed nothing but love-
nothing but death can efface your
image. beloved Edith. Oh, that it would
release me from this torture All arou.l |
me, the young and happy are falling !:
husbands are torn from their wives. sons
from their parents, brothers from their
sisters, when their hearts are longing to
return to the embraces of their loved
ones while I an left, who would viii
Gngly welcome death but for nv poor
mothers sake !"
His bravery and recklessncss were the
theme Of admiration of his fellow OIL
GERS
"Why, Falconer," said q young en-
4n, you bear q charmed life : YOU
have not received o scratch yet, and halt
your company were down yesteldny in
that brilliant charge you made You
Z avxe in the very thickest of the fight, too,
for I saw your white horse from tbt
Aaight ON which I was Stationed ~
"Georeel How my fingers itched 70
Join you"
YES" said Edward, gloomilyv II
always unfortunate.
"UnfOrtunate i'm what2 suspect,
old fellow, if you have not been hit in
the head or the arms and legs, you have
in the heart"
You are always talking, Motram, so
You can scarcely be expected always to
speak sense"
complimentary" laughed the en-
Mgn, good humoredly but I believe,
Notwithstanding, am not SO far wrong.
HollO |" he continued "here is one Of
Raglan's aitcs-de-camp. I should not
wonder, now, If he bears your promo
ton, unfortunate fellow that you are"
Edward rose to meet the officer.
Il have the honor to present you with
your promotion to the colonelcy of
your regiment, Captain Falconer, rem
dered vacant by the death of Colonel
Montgomery" said the camp,
presenting an official-looking document.
And | also in Lord Raglan's name.
peg to thank you for your splendid con-
duct in the charge of yesterday.
With military salute the aiGe-de-
camp retired and Edward with weary
@gh threw the document on the table.
What were honors to him when his heart
was bankrupt!
Come, Colonel" said the ensign,
don't look SO deapairing. One OF 5he
handsomest young fellows In the army,
and Colonel to boot, need not sigh
over the obduracy of one fair lady, OF all
the papaS III the universe"
For Heavens sake, cease MOtram
| am not il love. All that want Is a
little quiet let me have that, beg OF
you"
"That you shall / did not wish to
bore you but do wish you could look
q little happier. There, there! l am
gone"