The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1886-10-16

"Ah, Vermont It exclaimed, mOlod
ously, "Thspk Col you are safe an
once more with me But meIClful Heaven
listen Those cries are enough to driV
one madW
She spoke the truth. From far and neal
through the thunderous crash OF ialip
walls and the rushing roll Of thousands q
flying foot balls, came cries OF Wild sgon,
and Notwithstanding walls Of Womel
and children, groans Of the wounded AM
helpless, low, deep means Of the abandon
ed and dying,
JuRnita felt the breast upon which shl
reclined heaYs with deep sigh Of agony
"Look lookl muvmured the younI
man, as II unoonsciolsly giving uttersnci
10 his thoughts. "The horrors OF thI
earthquake have driven them insansl"
"Vsrnon-oh, my friend We shall bI
thrown down, tlampled upon, killed. ex
Claimel the voice Of tbs girl that haC
spoken once before.
"WhAtl by this throng advancing
They would not iniurs u', Helen, Sci
how they part, sweeping around yondel
poor lady who has sunk down, holding
aloit her little helpless child"
"0h, Paor noeherI Poor, innocent
tender babe"
Those words sent through Juauita's
gentle heart Q pang OF keenest pain
Struggling family, she attempted TO raise
her head, saying In q slihed voice;
RELEASE me, please, III am stronger
now, 1t is not right that should longer
be burden To- YOU"
Low As these broken sentences were
spoken, her resCuer heard them. Bending
his lofty head, his deep, flashing, dark
eyes looked into hers,
"Are you quite sure you are strong
enough TO walk lady2" he asked, gently,
She nodded assenungly, forcing her
poor, pale, tremulous lips into smile,
ut 10 we'll" heIsaid, STOPPING, placing
her upon her feet,
Then there were q rush Of footsteps all
around them, babel Of shrlsks, and
calls, and cries, aud some kind hand threw
Q long, dark mantle about Juanita's
shoulders, Q deep voice saying, rs the
giyer hurled by:
"Take it, child, take it! You need 1t
more than | dol"
Tears sprang to the young girls beauN'
full eyes, 1nstinCtively turning 10 the d.
reotlon OF that recsding voice. her heart
swelling with shame and gratitude com,
mingled she drew the mantle over her
richly embroidered night robes, saying;
"Oh, thank you! kind and generous
friend But, alas I know not where"
"Oomel comeI" broke in q swift, sweet
voice at her side, HE Ia already lost in
The crowds before US. You will probably
never see the man again."
Juanita looked around inquiringly,
llnging the raven treSs9s back from hsr
now flushed and burning cheeks as she
lid 80.
The action brought her face to face with
} woman OF regal and statussqus bssuty,
lressed In garments OF lustruless black,
hat fell around her noble figure In grace.
'ul though sombre folds. Her coIorless
md wildly lovely face, letming like a
Vaxen lily against tho gloomiHg back.
ground Of her heavy awseping veil, was
n fact the same that had appeared al the
window Of Major Wentworth's mansion,
ooking In upon DArke Desmond, some
lime before.
"Who are you, ladyH" asked Juanlta, In
! low, awed voice,
A singular smlle-a smile like the plim.
ner Of sunlight upon ice-Wreathed the
other's lips.
~ am HelenI' she said. at Is not
necessary that you should know more"
"But, madame"
"Oall me Helen, child"
"Oome," broke In the deep, rich voice
II the young man as she had called Yer.
non. 1--WE eau linger here no longer. The
crowds are increasing. In few moments,
1 We remain, we shall be swept from our
feet and borne forward at the mercy Of
those human waves now bearing down on
us"
Juanita turned to him, her limbs Quiy.
ering, her breast torn with cruel sobs, her
eyes raining bittarest tears.
"My guardianl" she painted. ale is
there! !" pointing with ono shaking 6uger
to the shattered walls Of the Wentworth
mansion, already beginning to glow with
lurid light. "My God" abe murmured,
brokenly. "Must we leave him to par.
ish2"
A sCornful and bitter laugh escaped the
ladys curling lips.
"Yod are wrongp she cried. "The
hoary villain has escaped Better for you,
poor, hunted, child, had those walls fallen
upon aud crushed out his evil and
lifel"
Before this fierce and tragic declaration
Juanita recoiled.
"What do you meau2" abe family
,ssped.
Another voice answered her-the voice
II her handsome and heroic young pre-.
Jerver.
"There is no time to explain, lady. Per.
nit me-" finglng his arm about her valet,
md bearing her swiftly forward. Each
moment the crowd chickens. Helen, you
ire strong and brave, but we must not b.
separated. Here give me your hand!"
As he uttered these words, Jugnita
danced back. MerCitul God! what Al
cenel What confuslonl what uproarl
What madness! 1t was enough to gicken
md dismay the strongest enough TO Gil
With deepest pity hearts Of Iron and
tonel
They were but few PAGES IN front OF
Ia Immense thfong OIL people that had
poured out Of numerous little side streets
ind was surging toward Meeting street BY
way Of Calhoun.
Halt.suaocated with the dry, white
lust that arose in binding volumes from
.oppling chimneys, sinking roofs and
shattered walls, these people came rushing
On with reckless haste, lifting thei. prayer.
'ul, agonized faces to heaven, stretching
orth frantically appealing hands toward
hose pitiless stars, filling the soft air OF
night with their hoarse shouts and heart.
rendlng lamentations.
Upon them was flung the reddish glow
u the kindliug fires that now began 10
,lare and flicker through the gloom
bursting from gasjeGs aud
overturned lamps Ia those houses the
had wrenChel, and split and
,orn.
The g!reet Tampa burned din "; they
ooked like bleAred yellow owes, hall.
lrowned In that white and choking
og.
Through II with a roar like the sound
II many waters, the horror.striCken Gro Wds
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