The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1884-04-19
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OR,
A BROKEN TIE.
BY
BARRETT Sylvester,
AUTHOR OF "a FATAL MISTAKE, "TErrxRxD.
xEr FREE" "EsrELLE's EIEOR,"
'.CLOUDS AND SUNBHINR,"
SUSPECTED" ETC.
rcoNrlNuED.7
BARRETT Sylvester.

"f1ear me this once, auu we will never
refer to the matter again, answered the
Viscount From the day saw Geral-
ilineat her fathers graveher face haunted
me. l knew you loved her, and that
your love was returned; but you were
married, and was not The girls were
destitute, and found them starving l
won her regard, and married her. She
was not aware of my title until after
wards"
"Dunkellon," said Eugene, hoarsely,
s"you are an honorable man; you de-
serve the treasure You have Won. l los.
her, and have no right to complain"
"Ah, Bowmont, [ can read in those
silver streaks among your dark
hair that you have suffered. and 1 fear
you suffer still.
II deserve it all, - mu1mured Eugene
"do not sympathize with mel"
Little did the generous, impulsive
young nobleman think how guilty was
the man whose hand he grasped little
did he think that hand bad severed the
tie which should have bound the loving
young wife to her husband, had divided
8 mother from her children, had degraded
. noble family, and branded the boy his
own soul dotted ON with illegitimacy
But the Viscount knew nothing of
this. He knew that Lord BowmOnt had
loved Geraldine and had won her love,
but he had concluded that wedding
Lady Augusta while his heart was
: sanothers, and forsaking the penniless
girl for the heiress, was his greatest
crime. :
Edith left Miss Austin's, as Mrs. Fall
ooners health had been rather delicate of
late, and devoted herself to her supposed
mother. z
But Mrs. Falconcr would not suffer
her to remain always by her side; be-
GdeS, there was fascination IN the
library of Bowmont House that she
could not resist For hours the lovely
girl would sit ut Lord BOwm0Mt's fees,
! listening to him as he poured out to her
the stores Of knowledge he had ac-
quired
The youths were fast merging into
manhood Earnest and Edward were
now eighteen, and were to leave college
at Christmas. This was November, and
Edith was anticipating, with joyous de-
light, their arrival
The only drawback to her pleasure was
the change in Edward HIS manner in
his vacatlons had ever been tender when
he did speak, and his glance full Of the
fondest love; but now he would shrink
from her presence, and when she would
{ throw her white arms round his neck in
q loving embrace, he would become pale
as death, and would trcmblingly draw
back
He had become a splendid young
fellow, much taller than Ernest, and
larger in every way. His noble head
was study of itself the broad, smooth
forehead was SO intellectual, the eyes sc
soft yet SO beaming, the straight nose SC
classical, and the mouth, with the small
brown mOustache so perfect.
He had won high honors at college
and was bearing home the respect and
affection of master and companions.
Not so Reginald A letter from the
college requested that Lord Bowmoni
would not again send his son, as ht
could not be admitted.
Ernest, although not commended &C
much for his progress, had passed his
examinations very creditably, and wa
highly complimented on his uniform
goodness and morality.
Mrs Falconer was at BOwmOnt HOus|
When the travellers were expected Eu
gene could not bear that another bu
himself should receive his son, yet h
did not wish to deprive Mrs FalcOner o
that pleasure.
Edith had remained for hours at tn
drawing room window watching TO
them.
1T is getting dark, my love" sal
Lady Bowmont, land you will be quit
cold Come here, and sit by me-.
"Wait one moment, dear madam.
said Edith; .'here is carriage ut last
! and think 1t Is they.
The next moment she was Ill the hall
and in Edwards arms; he was too muc
. agitated to speak, and could only KISS til
lovely face which nestled on has bosom
"Come, Edward, age is all very well,
said Ernest; but it's my turn now
! And Edith was subjected to second ed
ton of hugging
II think l ought to claim the sam
privilege said Reginald, advancing
'"Come, pretty one, repeat those charm
ing embraces" And he attempted I
clasp her in his arms.
With look of disgust, for his breatl
tainted with wine and cigars, fame III
cheek, Edith shrank back, and turne'
IN imploring look to Edward =,
With flashing eyes, he was by her SIC
IN an instant.
"Unhand my s:ater, sir !" he said IN
voice trembling with rage. Your III
shall not pollute her cheek! :,
A deep vindictive look lowered ON Il
young heirs brow as he drew back.
"Be it SO. he said; l will not torg
the afront"
There was . deep meaning in look q