Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1884-05-09

the rider was thrown forward, hi
head striking against the wall.
The next morning Poseneck knel
beside corpse. AS he saw the fixed
CLASSY look OF the dead mans eyes hs
shiyered with horror. The violence
of his passion for Nictorine had lee
him to commit deed which resembleC
cowardIy assassination. That mo
ment was impressed on his memor,
never to be forgotten.
The accident had been seen from
the stand, and the spectators hurriedl,
approached. Poseueck went to breaI
the news to Nictorine and her father
But he only said that he was seriousl
hurt; that he was dead he did no
dare TO tell them.
The poor, dear boy" exclaimed th'
old gentleman. When ! saw hin
thrown | Immediately thought some
thing serious had happened. mus
see him. Count Won Poseneck, pleas,
conduct my daughter to her carriage.
He hurried away and left the tive
alone With indescribable anguish
Nictorine read the terrible truth il
his pale face.
lie is dead she gasped, and as hi.
looks affirmed it, she continued:
am to blame persuaded him to take
part
1T was | who caused hic death.
did it out Of love for you. have not
only loved you more than my life, but
more than my honor, my conscience.
The price paid to win you was fearful
but mine you shall be-
Did Nictorine surmise the truth
She seemed AS if etrifitd, she dare not
think. Her love outweighed her
loathing.
'You dare not reject me- he con-
tinued pas~ionately. You are mine,
tody and soul | would be driven 20
despair if | dill not possess your love
the only ray Of light in the darkness
that surrounds me-
Who could describe Victorine' e
feelings? Could she overcome her
horror, or did this terrible proof OF
his passion sihdle her love:
Two years have passed since Arno
von llohensteln has been numbered
with the dead. Few remembered him.
His parents he had lost when boy
The comrades with whom he had been
a iavorite, his former friends, the
cousins who had inherited his es.ates,
seemed TO be sstonished when Nsetor-
inc was betrothed and marris sto
Poseneck. whose financial circums'an-
ces had been b ttered by an unexpected
inheritance.
Time had not taught Nictorine to
forget Hohenstein's tragic death. Often
he seemed to appear before her, menac-
ing and threatening, and at night she
often started from her sleep with a
shrek. But when Poseneck was at
her side her happiness was so great as
to obliterate the dark past.
That day, the second anniversary OF
Amos death, races were again to be
held at Baden. Baden. Hurts father.
in Jaw had asked him to attend Hs
acquiesced rather unwillingly. Hi:
thoughts turned continually TO the
moment when he had knelt beside
Hoheustsin's corpse. Even the pre-
sence Of his beloved wife could mol
make him forget. He hai to summon
all his strength to maintain his out
ward composure. But Nictorine'
loving eyes read his inmost thoughts
lie was restless; he passed from
group t, group, and ut last went into
the paddock to take look at th'
horses. One of his comrades stepped
up to him and said:
'Poseneck, you must ride Crcve
Cuur today
Don't you know that have giver
up steeplechase riding altogether
After great deal Of coaxing ant
bantering he at last consented.
Seems fever has seized me-, h
muttered to himself, for, in spite Of th
warm weather, he felt chilly.
AS the moment OF action arrived
knowing that he needed all his nerve
he regained his self command. just Il
he was putting his foot in the stirrul
he heard some one say:
Have you heard that at Hamburg
day before st,rday, DEVILS Daughte
broke her neck !:
He felt as if he had received blow
The horse that had been his tool wa
dead. She had passed from one t
another, having brought nothing bu
misfortune to her owners. Another il
his position perhaps, would hav
silenced his conscience by saying tina
it had been the horses fault. Pose
neck could not do SO Only too wei
he knew that he had deliberatel
caused Hehenstein's death. He di,
not repent this deed, but still he wa
haunted by his victim.
AS the race was proceeding, it wa
easily seen what Crere- Ceur could dc
He was gaining ground constantly
and each obstacle was cleared withou
effort. Soon he was in front. Sud
denly Poseneck saw shadow, withou
hearing the tread of a shoe Fl
turned and saw beside him Arno vo
Hohenstein, mounted on Devil
Daughter.
Was the terrible apparation ere;
tion of his excited imagination?
who is the rider next to Kurt
Nictorine asked her father.
J "A rider? | see none! Poseneck
leading the race
There, on the dark horse. | see hin
plainly. Merciful God 1t is Hohel
stein!'
Her father turned hastily towar
her-she had tainted.
In the meantime the two riders spe
away. Poseneck could not avert h
eyes from that CHASTITY face that W,