The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1884-08-02

dreams came to vex me, and was up
long before o'clock the next morning.
How should decidep
Here appeared an opening which per-
haps never in lifetime would come
again, Here was fortune at my finger
ends only waiting for me to grasp. My
profession was slavish one at best.
Well did l know what a close eompan-
ion poverty was. Here was wealth
and happiness before me-and an angel
for wife-why did hesitatep
Aye, it was that conscience that
"makes towards of us ALL" In accep-
ting this must sacrifice my manhood.
must be the receiver of blood. money,
the partaker of a crime. He had &C.
knowledged that all his wealth was hers
by right.
quickly stole from my room to that
Of my uncle's. Without knocking l
went in, came close to his bedside and
said:
VI reject your Offer"
/ expected torrent of passion.
There he lay as l had left him: one
hand on the Counterpart as it had been
stretched out TO receive mine. His
eyes were glazed. He was deadl
1t is hard thing to keep man
down when he is determined to rise.
1 rose slowly but surely in my pro-
fession. The two years succeeding my
adventure II call it dduenture) recorded
above were given to interminable study
and zeal. very seldom lost case
took hold of. A fever broke out which
devastated the country. l was In de-
mand constantly, and my success built
me up name.
Too close attention could not help
but tell upon my health. must have
change of air, my friends advised,
and concluded to have it.
l sought the mountains, and In
quiet pastoral home my health returned.
One morning, taking my mountain
staff with me, l left the village at the
foot of the mountain, where 1 resided,
and commenced the ascent of the South
Mountain.
There was but single cloud visible
in the heavens, and that brushed tie
top of Glove Peak, across the ravine.
The air had that transparency that is
often noticed in early autumn. You
may gaze until the eye wearles of
the distance; the atmosphere is 80
clear. My path was very intricate,
and it was fully two hours after leaving
the plain below be.ore stood on Bowl
der Rock, nearly 5000 feet above the
sea level.
My soul was drinking in the beauty
of The scene when a scream of terror
fell upon my ear.
Another instant was bounding dam
gerously near the edge of the preciplce
toward the cry which l had heard.
/ rounded a bowlder and beheld a
woman clinging to a shrub which grew
on the edge of the precipice.
"HOld on, and will save you!n l
shouted.
She must have heard, for she held on,
and in another instant l had drawn her
from the threatened death.
And then she did what any woman
weuld have dode under the circumstan.
ces-fainted.
1t was some time before ] could
bring Ter to. When l did, and she
opened her eyes-great, heavenly eyes
she looked confused and asked:
Where am II"
''Safe; thank heavenI'
"Oh, | remember. 1 slipped on the
rocks. What an escape from horri.
BILE deathl'
Reader, do you wish to hear more?
Well, | will tell you. have never re-
covered the heart lost that day on the
mountain.
A few days before our marriage my
tiance turned to me and said:
Harry, do not think you know nv
true name. Do you think you have
ever seen me before2"
Indeed, my dear, think not" |
replied, land yet you resemble very
closely painting have seen.
~ saw you, though, two years ago."
she continued, smiling.
"Where2" demanded.
There was a slender lIghtn in her
blue eyes as she replied:
I'm the glass when your uncle con-