The San Antonio light. (San Antonio, Tex.) 1883-1886, 1885-05-16

had intoxicated him with its witrhrry.-
lie spent no more l,aeuut hours over
books Of poetry, lest irum their pages La
dy Lilias's sweet face should smile on him.
What hc suffered no one huOw hc bore his
pain and anguish as the Spartan hoy bore
the gnawing Of the fuN. lie realized the
poets words-for hi, life seemed long
Thou shalt tear
Waking and sleeping, mourn upon IL, hcd.
Ami say Mt night. would Goi the day were
hcrcl'
And Jay at dawn. would God the Jay were
dcadi
with weary days thou shalt be- clothed ant
fed.
And wear rcmorsc OF heart lrr thine attire,
Pam Tor Thy gwdlc. aud SORROW urou thine
head
This is the end OF every mans desire"
lie fought brave fight with grim De.
spair. There were times When he was
victor, and for few hours hc would cry
out that his work was every thug, that
mans life was his work, and that love was
pay-whon lac would so about lr,ing to
smile, trying to sing gay suatchcs ul song,
and, after few hour, break down with
bitter cries aud bitter tears, once ho
woke up from long dream ui Lady lii.
las, with these passionate words on his
lips
81 wish We were dead together to-day,
Lost sight ui, hiduCu away out Ut SIGHT,
Claspcd and clothed M the clu,ru clay.
out OF the world way, out OF the light,
out Of the ages ~ Vor,Ily weather.
Forgotten OF all mun altogether
AS the worlds fret dcd taken wholly
away,
Made one with death, hllcd fun of the
night
He loved her so pas,ionat, ly aud so well
that he would rather have been dead and
buried with her, out of sight, out Of the
worlds way, out OF the light.
He had read IN some quaint poem Of a
man who had loved beautiful woman his
whole life long-hc, u sou Ut the people,
born for labor aud toil; she, "a dainty lady
who had never even luohcd ut him with
her proud sweet eyes. II was In the fair
land of France; and down 10 the banks Of
the Loire, IN the fifth century, came one
who brought with him murder and death,
one who loved torture; and he gave orders
that the bronzcd son Of the soil and the
dainty lady should he bound together
heart to heart, aud lluug into the river;
aud the man, dying, cNultcd In death, be-
NhheNf hhlAlE lAN AHhNNf kuN lhuN Nv NAh
loved his whole life long was with him.
Nane Wharf knew that for such "A death
he would have laid down his life with a
smile.
One thing confronted him. Every day
with weary eyes he looked through the
newspapers, but there was never any men,
tion Of Lady Lilias's marriage. lie read Of
her triumphs-iOr each year brought the
fashionable world more and more to her
ieeti he read her name among the partci-
patOrs i'll the most brilliant gayCties of the
scasOn--hc knew that she was the queen
of the fashionable world but there was
never II line that told Of her marriage.
"No man is good enough for her." said
Vane to himself, .'and no man could ever
be-"
The bridge over the liver had been
built. Sir Rayc, having recovered his
health, and undertaken the supcrintcn-
denco of 1t, and Nunc had not seen Ulycrs-
croft since the day he had been left amongst
the mcadOw-swcet alone. Perhaps Sir
Rayo had discovered something of Vanc's
secret; for he never said much OF UlVcrs-
croft to him.
Through long nights Vano lay almost
mad with his misery; aud yet at times
athwart this misery came CLEANS of light,
bright and dazzling, yet making the dark
ness that followed more intense. lie re-
mcmbcrcd that Lady Lilias had softened
to him, and that he had seen that In her
face which was very like love. She had
owned that she cared for him a little, but
she had added that there his suit must
end. There were times when he blamed
himself; yet the words from the sweet
proud lips were firm cnough-"lt can new
or be-"
Would the time come, he wondered,
when he should forget her, when the dead
gold of her hair, the proud grace OF her
figure, the fair beauty Of her face, would
fade from his memory and cease to torture
himi The incident was bad, as II was;
but what would 1t have been If she had
known the truth, If she had known that he
was the son of a POOR farmer, u son Of the
soily She would not even have spoke en- to him
Us she did then; she would not have list
tened to him. At least, now she did not
remember him with contempt
The June OF the second year came round,
and he was still i'll with the fever called
"love," he was stll pale and thin, with
lines of care on his face.
lie had in u great measure forgotten his
old home; the new life with its thousand
aims had entirely claimed him, the new
love had entirely drowned all memory of
the old. Since he had grown wealthy he
had sent home every year II sum Of money
that filled the old farmer with wonder
and made the mother cry out with udmira-
ton at her gifted son; but Nune did not
go near them. 1t was not that the voice
OF nature was dead In his heart, but that
he had outgrown his old life. Still he new
er forgot them. Great packages were sent
4 .l....
dresses for his mother and Kate, aud hand
some presents for the farmer and Desford.
They might have indrud lived without
work, but that their pride WAS too great,
and they lOnged with umuttcrable longing
to see once more the son who had left them
to be gentleman.
Sir Raye was troubled to see Vane look
lug 50 III. They had both been In the
country for some timci but the country In
June reminded NanG only too kcculy OF
his lost paradise. On the day after their
return To town an old friend OF Sir ltuyc's,
whom he had not seen 10, years, called up
on him. lie had been an officer in the
Army, but had recently succeeded To the
BarOny OF JharnwOUd. lie was d, lighted
with Nanc, but WAS sorry to see him look.
ing 80 Ill.
'Giye yourself u holiday" he said; call
work would not suit any one. Come and
spend u week with me. | have Just
bought avery nice place In the country;
and we have some nice visitors coming
What do you snyr"
al shall he pleased, Vanc, if you say
yes" put IN Sir l,aye. al have not felt
! easy about you Tor some time. A week or
two in the country will do You good. Let
me urge You to go."