The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1885-12-02
Garrett Hilfora looked around.

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sinister smile.
Take me back to the mouth of the
mine," she cried. "All this time you have
been leading me astray."
He leaned against the almost perpendicu-
lar low wall of the mine, with folded arms
WE'LL said he, "why should I not {
Didn't yoL lead me nstray once, and laugh
at me, afterward. as if it we're capital
joke? Do you think there is no such thing
as retaliation in this world 1t is pleas
ant sort of thing this being deceived and
made game of, do you think, Miss Emme-
line Lathrop?n
A deadly chill seemed to enfold the girls
heart. She gasped for breath. In this
sepulchral gloom, this terrible isolation,
what was to become of her ? she asked her.
self.
/" Hush !" he said, lifting his finger in q
listening attitude. "Do you hear that
creaking sound 1t is the chains of the ele-
vator going up. Your friends have finish.
ed their survey. They are going back
again. Up to this time they have not miss
have strained your lungs to the utmost
Do these black walls return you any an
swer? And who is there to hear you-the
mules, champing their feed in the further
most sockets of these aisles the few Swedes
working beyond, who cannot understand q
word of English? No, Miss Lathrop, you
are at my mercy at last. You amused your
self with my anguish once can play with
your fears now"
" l am not afraid of you'll" cried Emme.
line, feigning valor she was far from feel
ing.
You are!n he retorted, sharply. %.
see it in your eyes, hear it in your voice,
and it fills me with delight.
Why should be afraid +? have done
you no harm, she asseverated.
"No harm !" he bitterly repeated. "You
have blighted my life You have ruined
my future You have destroyed my faith
in human nature Is that what you call
40 harm ?"
She sunk on her kneel, with wildly-clasp-
ed hands.
Be merciful /" she walled. "Be gen
erous Take me to the mouth of the mine !
Signal them to return for me !"
al will not /" he said, savagely. "Does
the wolf give up tho prey upon which his
teeth have already closed Does death give
up its victim have sworn to be reveng-
ed, and will keep my word |"
She turned and fed from him at the tor
If her speed, shrieking as she went and,
III, joy at the first turn of the black path
vay she met men, hurrying toward her wiz
orches.
She had been missed at last they had
returned in quest of her.
Why did you allow yourself to get
separated from us % asked they, reproachs
fully.
But she could not answer with sobs and
tears.
ell thought was LOST" she faltered.
"I was SO frightened ~
There was nothing to BIO frightened
about" said the superintendent, You
could not possibly have got lost. Garry
Hilford is working there somewhere, and
he would have set you on the right pakh
He is q poor, love-crazed fellow, but he
would have been civil enough.
Love-crazed!n repeated one of the
ladies. I" How very romantic !"
He's been disappointed" explained the
man, land he has never got over it. He
works when he feels like it, and when he
DON'T he lies at full length in the straw we
keep down here for the mules, and stares at
the roof of the mine"
Emmelne listened in silence but if an
arrow had pierced it, the pain in her heart
could not have been keener.
Three weeks later, she astonished all her
friends by accepting George Sisson as an
affianced husband.
81 love him." she said, simply, land he
loves me. If we are to be poor, we shall at
least be happy"
For that half-hour in the Warden Vile
Mine had wrought complete change IN
Emmeline Lathrop's frivolous nature.
She had put the tawdry tinsels of life be-
hind her, and looked its realities in the
face. She had comprehended too
late for poor Garrett Hilfords happinessl
that mans heart is not thing TO play
with Helen Forrest Gyaces.