The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-08-02
LIZ OF THE PINES.


hlack without a single STAR and
heavy. drenching rain was falling
drearily.
stood at the open door of the rude,
tumble-down shanty which Liz-"Liz
Of the Pines | called her-had APP
poin,ed as our place of rendezvous;
and as watched the threatening as
pect of the night, my mind caught
something Of its gloom.
And that was quite unnecessary. |
was unsettled, and dissatisfied, and
miserable enough without any such ex-
terpal influence. Here had Ned
GRAY. bachelor of leisure, and edu-
cation. and wealth, man of thirty,
who ought to have been superior to
such uonsense-here had | come, steal
inc through the lonely pine woods long
after | was supposed to be asleep, to
keen an extremely risky appointment
with an Ignorant half-wild beautiful
creature, who bore among her relatives
and familiar associates the elegant ap-
pel!a0ou of "Backwoods Liz"
As | waitcd-and particularly as l
speculated upon the possibility of her
making still more egregious fool of
me by not coming at ALL alternately
cursed the feminine within and love Of
power which had induced her to sum-
mon Inc hither, and my own mad, fool
ish mfa.ua,ion for her beauty which
had compelled me, as it were, to obey.
Her beauty, While waiting for her
living, breathing presence to gladden.
my bodily eyes ! conjured before my
mental vision a fair picture of her
matches charms. Matchless? Yes.
Nature unaidel had done her best, and
Liz was altogether beautiful.
despair Of describing her. The
slight, 1.-the, graceful, exquisitely
rounded figure, whose every movement
and attitude was full of unconscious
and unstudied grace. The darkly bril-
liant and expressive face, sun-kissed
to sof;ast rose or vivid crimson on the
lips and cheeks the large grey eyes,
with their long eJon lashes; and the
wealth oil splendid hair-these were
but physical charms. knew that the
fair cAshct he'd worthy gem, that
the ignorant girl, who could not read
nor wll.c, possessed Il mind OF more
than common intelligence, and a pure
and loyeu soul.
And was in love with hcr-really
love-w.ln serious passion that was
more than half made up Of pain, and
which | experienced for the first time
in my life, 1t was q strange madness;
alternately yielded to it or struggled
against it, well knowing that only mis-
cry could come of it all the time.
She had told me that She was sim
pie and straightforward as truth itself,
and knew nothing Of double-dealing,
What use is love between you and
me?' she said sorrowiully. Il am
no mate for such as you."
Personally she might have mated
with king. Surely King CophetuN'l
beggar- maid was never fairer Blu
she had relatiyes-low-lived ruilians 0
the coarsest mould. Could ! ally my
self-my family-with them?
"And if you could and would, 70
should not" she said, resolutely
you must go-for my sake and yoJ
own-go, and forget met
And | had promised 10 comply
mans love is somuch more selfish tba
woman's. Although in my anXet
and pain scarcely realized the humi
iating fact | know now that twas les
of her interest or happiness | though
than of my own.
had left England some three month
before this present stormy night, on
hunting expedition in the wilds Of Can
ada. An enthusiast in the sport, II
woman, until | met "Liz of the Pines,
had ever proved rival to my Gun
But it was different now.
started as the sound Of her ligh
swift footsteps fell upon my ear
last; and as drew her into the fo
saken hut, and touched her for mon
ent as ! took the dripping cloak frol
her head and shoulders, my pulse
thrilled with sweet half-deliriol
Joy, and the heretofore gloomy, des
late place seemed changed to an cart
ly heaven.
She was trembling, and very pal
She had kept me at a terrible distan
always, this backwoods beauty, WI
now summoned me to rendezvous
night; but when | saw her shaking
that she seemed likely to fall, | su
denly threw my arms around he
What was my surprise when, inste
OF gravely repulsing me, she clung ;
most convulsively to me for an j
slant, and burst into passion of teal
For moment only. Almost imme
lately she had recovered her self-co
trol, and drew little away from n
though not quite out of my arms, loo
ing up earnestly into my face.
i've come at the risk of my life
she whispered, ito warn you tn
yours is in danger"
We were standing in the doorway
the hut. The rain had ceased, and t
wind had lulled, and pale sick
moon stole out timidly. By its fai
light | could soc the sweet. pale fla,
and the gray eyes, full Of love and fei
uplifted TO my own. Suddenly, a
before she knew, stopped and kiss
her--for the first time She spra
away with faint, low cry; but flu
pride and prudence TO the winds ut t
touch of those velvet lips.
''Heaven bless the danger Il
brings you to my sder' / cried. e
Liz--sweet Liz!--l love you!"
She stood at little distance, wat
ING Inc with startled eyes, as If unc