The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1885-01-10

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done since they parted.
"Would it really interest you:' he asked
wonderingly
"More than anything you can tell me-
she replied.
"You have no idea,' she said, "how
beautiful the bridge looks over the liver
Will you never come to see it again.
81 should imagine not, he replied; and
yet strange happiness was stirring in his
heart. Why was she so kind to him. II
she knew that nothing but an unhappy
love could be between them, why was she
30 gracious, SO kind, so sweet TO him! Yet
he dared not think, dared not hope-he
was bewildered.
Into Vane's mind came other thoughts
How near he was to his old home, and how
little any one surmised it What false po
sition it seemed, that he, the son of y poor
farmer, should be welcome guest al
Kings Clyfe. where his father would en-.
ter in lowly guise Yet his genius had
won the place for him; and there was nc
need to be ashamed Of his home. There
were times when he almost longed TO re-
veal who he was, and to say boldly, IL
am the son Of poor farmer who lives near
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when he shuddcred lest any accident
should make it known,
When dinner was over, and the music
began in the drawing room, he found him.
self once more by her side. The light fell
full upon her, upon her figure of imperial
beauty and grace, upon her eXquisitively
lovely face upon the masses of hair with
diamonds shining in it, aud upon the ar
tistic dress 81 rich white lace trimmed
with long green grasses.
"You are fond Of music" she said, with
one Of her irresistible smiles, which went
straight to Nane's heart. "lou will be
delighted to hear Lady Fayne. She is one
of the finest singers have heard"
"My delight will be doubled if you will
allow me to remain some where near you,
Lady Lilias."
She did not answer him in words; but
there was something in her face which told
him that the delight would be doubled for
her.
Then the young Duke led Lady Fayne
to the piano, Nane and Lady Lilias went
TO one of the long open windows.
Vane owned to himself that lie never
knew what music or magic meant before.
Lady LiliaS had turned from the brilliant
light OF the lamps and in the moonlight
her proud fair face was all sweetness
Her dcad.gold hair and diamonds shone
brightly, and her proud superb beauty
was softcued.
Clear, fresh, and magnificent, the rich
contralto voice OF Lady Favne rose and
Tiled the room with grandest music--a
voice 80 sympathetic that it brought tears
to the eyes OF those who heard il. The
song she sang-"Three kisses'--was
strangely sweet---a song sad as IL Was
sweet. And these were the words
"Threc, only three, my darling
separate, solemn, and slow,
Net like the swift and joyous ones
We used TO know
Then we kissed because We loved each other.
Simply to taste loves sweet,
And layished our Kisses as summer
layishcs heat
But as they kiss " hose hearts are wruns
when hope and fear are spent
And nothing is left to give except
4 sacrament.
"Fmst Of the three, my darling,
Is sacred unto pain;
We have hurt each other often,
We shall again
Then we pine because We miss each other,
And do not understand
How the written words arc so much colder
Than eye or hand.
kiss thee, dear for all such pain
Which we may give or take,
Buried, forgiven, before II comes.
For our own loves sake.
1.-THE second kiss, my darling,
Is full of joys sweet thrill,
We have blest each other always,
We always will
We shall reach until we feel each other
Beyond all time and space,
We shall listen till we hear each other
In every place.
The earth is full of messengers,
Which love sends to and fro,
ksAthee, darling, for all Joy
Which we shall know.
"The last kiss-ah, my darling,
Ny love, cannot see
Through my tears as remember
What il may be!
We may die and never sec each other
Die, with no time TO give ,
ANY sign that our hearts are faithful
TO die as live,
Token of what they will not see
Who see our parting breath,
This last one kiss my darling, seals
The seal of death"
Slowly, clearly, distinctly each word
fell; and the fair proud face in the moon.
light grew paler and sweeter. Once again
Vane saw mist Of tears in the beautiful
eyes, and his heart beat quickly. He drew
nearer to her, so near that the sweet sub.
tic perfume from the flowers She wore
reached him.
"If YOU gave one Of those three kisses,
Lady Lilias," he asked, (Which would it
be-"
There was no anger, nothing but love in
the eyes she raised 10 his.
alt would be the seal Of DEATH" she an
swered.
He drew nearer still to her in the shad-
ow of the curtains; something in her face
told him he might. He took the white
hand, bent over it, and kissed it with pas
sion too deep for words,
al do not care if you kill me for it, be
said. 81 have looked at your hands and
have longed to kiss them until have al
most gone mad with my own longing