Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1886-05-25
HIdn not marry him

III 1 do not marry him -
All, Heaven, all the long weary years
to come and goi Not tbat-not that
Better to look ON my own funeral.
Without, the soft wind is aobbine
against the lattice of my window, aud
the moonlight lies heavy on dewy shrub
and sleeping flower. with Goa's sky
bending above. / step out and down
the long garden path-even through the
rustling beech grove, aud down-what
fatality draws me thereto the edge
of the lake which glistens in the moon
light.
But evidently am not the only one
hetide the lake to night; and j am al
most upon them before recognize with
la psng Of wild, passionate pain tn-
figures Of Derzil Harvey ana MS. La
Rue, aud his voice, fraught with pas-
sion-eold, sneering, moGkiug-2s
have never heard 1t come.
II could not sleep" he sa7s, 81 am
even fool enough 10 have not yet forgot.
ten. Unless / saw you alUne-unless
spoke with you'll felt that 1 should &c
mad. Does your power to mar my hap.
piness that much please you slill, Mrs.
La Rue?"
To the mocklng question che gives no
reply, but l can see that her great dark
eyes are thoughdully fixed on spot
far out where tAe moonlight strikes the
water.
DeLzil's voice continues, changing
from sueer to wild, passionate re-
igret.
"YOu were 30 sure of your power over
me. Did you come here 10 make fool
of me the second time, only to agai;l
throw me over for newer favorite.
Spare your pains-I am beyond your
power-engaged TO q woman with q
heart-Miss Rsiualt"
Then she looks up suddenly, involun-
tarily throwing out her hands with a
gesture of passionate pain.
'Don'Ir' she pleads hoarsely. "You
are cruel az the grave. Has not my
life since then been atoDem3nt sufficient
for my folly / WAS false to you-I
married Ronald La Rue, but-well,
wonder il any one is ever quite &C
happy as they think they might have
been? Listen When / en- not here
judge me lightly as you can. In a mo-
ment of girlish folly and p!que, fol
which the woman has repented, / mar
ried him, but 1 always loved you
Denzil. And because love you, / q
out Of your life forever"
The sudden CLEAN of two white up
lifted hands, a Rurgling splash, and the
glimpse Of lovely face above which
the waters basined below the stone wal
close eagerly; then o mans hollow
groan, another leap, and ara standing
alone on the bank of the lake, wonder
Ing II 1t is OF al nightmare.
/ But, thank Heaven, they rise TO tn,
surface. actually lift the slim, I'm.
,conscious form from his arms with /,
sob Of joy, which think must hav,
killed all the selfish love In my heart
for bending above the still white form
beg Denzil to release me for my owl
sake, because l think 1t best, l do no
deceive him, however, for he look
searchinely into my face and says:
"God bless you, dear, and forgive nj
lit shall be as you say say. Yes,
loved and love her, Clarics, IS l coult
never love any one else. Ii she hat
died, should go mad!'
am ''old Miss RENAL" now.
Long ago they were married-Denzl
and Laurie; and IL was brave enough
tbenk Heaven, to hide the pain 1t cos
me to be bride maid where / SHOULD
have been bride; but perhsps-I do no
know-there is compensation suffic Glen
In the knowledge that he ia happier &c