Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1885-11-27

my faco In passionate admiration,
still felt that he wss but mocking me.
81 might be almost anybody, II
Providence had 90 willed IT," / ret0rted
I" but am Kathleen Watkins"
He laughed In sarcastic amusement.
81 was afraid you were an evanes-
cent wood-nymph, Kathleen mavour-
neen,' and his eyes held mine with q
magnetism beyond my control.
Do You know caressingly -
" that yours 10 the most exquisttely
lovely face 1 have ever seen ? and"--
with bitter, scornful laugh" have
all nations under the sun but you
life, Kath leen mavourneen."
81 have nothing to do with your
life, Mr.. Greymere, of Greymere,"
laughed was 30 young could not
resist Q laugh now and then mine
lies on this side the dividing hedge
row, and I may only peer in, like the
Peri at the gatos OF Il len -
He held ont his hand towards me.
And yet tits lonely life," he said
bitterly. and pity for the speaker OF
such words stirred my heart. Let us
be friends, mavourneen. am very
much pleased to see you can you not
return the compliment"
The sun was sinking behind tha
western hills; but sent . single ray
across the sti,e, and into the russet
grove, from which the golden and
crimson tints had departed. shivered
with chill-or was 1t only q prophetic
breath sent TO me from the fnture?-
then laughed frankly as gave him my
hand.
"Of course Am pleased to see youl"
l said. |" 1 see 80 few people: 1 as.
sure YOU any one Is a pleasant addi-
| tion
"Yon might have spared me that last
vague remark" he laughed. 1t is
not very complimentary, but l am
determined not to take oifense ct any
of your saucy repulses mavourneen. "
That evening, 1 smiled critically at
the lovely white face which the small
cracked mirror in my tiny chamber re-
| fiscted.
My hair hung In two heavy braids
OF bright gold far below my slender
waist, but curled In soft short ringlets
around my smooth white brow, my
| good ly sized eyes with deeper, clear
or blue than ever the heavens pIesmed,
my cheeks were soft and colorless, but
exquIsitely, daintily curved and chisel.
ed, as were nose and lips and chin.
In my first ambitious wavering, i
made q saucy, satisfied grimace at the
lovely vision, then fell asleep, aud
dreamed that you were dead, Jack.
tried to avoid him, but could not.
He followed me everywhere. Almost
by force no carried me on his beautiful
white winged yacht, and, while We
glided over the beautiful waters, poured
such passionate devotion into my ears,
such tales of wealth, travel and homage
when for moment he dropped his
mOckery, that IL was not much wonder
forgot to be true but oh, Jack, Jack,
mine must be the expiration
Lovat Greymere was twice my age
he was bitter and mocking; he haC
broken all the commandments, he be
lieved in nothing good or true; one
moment he paid me passionate adora
ton, the next he Knocked and ridiculed
me, with all the rest VI the world; bu
oh he was rich and powerful, as
wished to be, and 80, thinking to drown
my conscience, told him of you, bu
he only laughed at my broken faith IL
his cynical way.
pleading, and at last, when the treel
| WcAO bnio oh0 iio1hthB, nho bbo hoWC
you helped me plant in the little cottag,
garden lay dead as your hopes unde
the winter snow, became his wife
sold myself for the wealth now abhor
Jack.
He had no wish TO go abroad again.
but he bought me beautiful cloth IS
and exquisite jewels.
We went TO New York to spend the
winter, aud l was the belle of the
choicest society, but 1t all seems 30
hollow and empty, this glitter aud sho Y
0uteide when my heart was break In z
with domestic unhappiness.
Lovat Greymere was a jealous, exa,s-
ing tyrant; Jealous, and even cruel
without the slightest provocation be
yond mere courtesy.
Life was torture In New York; L.
was worse when he brought me back
to Greymere, and shut me iealously up
with but himself and servants, like q
prisoner, in the beautiful place we had
once called paradise, Jack; the butt o.
his hooking railery; the victim of hi
selfish, jealous tyranny for three long
years.
Once he even struck me wi tn tn
jeweled white hand had once ad mired
wheo, stung to retaliation by his taunt
and jeers, / told him that hated him
loved you.
Ibid hate him I hated G reymere
hated the wealth which had purchased
my slim, white hand, from which, las
night, l took the jewels which reminded
me of my bondage; but which, divininl
the reason with his evil eye, he com
PEELED me to resume to day.
met you on the shore one day--dt
you remember, Jack ?-and my hear
cried out to yours in bitter, weary re-
be- lion.
You were generous and good, YOU
forgave my great sin against yourself
and groaned in agony over my sorrow
Your vessel-of which you were CON-
mander then-lsy In port, and you wer'
to sail next day.
| begged you 10 take me with you
and shall never forget the passionat,
agony and yearning in your dear eye,
as you explained IL TO my asonizsd
senses-the bitter, impossible sin.
| never saw you again, and L nevel
shall In this world, will In the " LAND
o. the leal 2"
Two years passed from time into tn,
abyss of eternal oblivion, and then. one
day, With q devilish glitter in his yes
he brought me An account, eloquently
told in our special consequently
most elaborate language, of the g sink
ing OF the steamer Providence, hnC
among other losses. her brave and gal
liant CAPTAIN" That was you, jack.
| I have gained wealth, and / hay,
gained position only to find wha'
baublee they are when unaccompsniet
by love,
For one mite of the affection which
/ clio sed from my iif. to purchase this
| I wauld now QlNdly exchange IL all