The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1888-09-08

will never be your wife, for hate you
I would prefer death upon the gal1ows
to such an awful fate"
Lima was gasping for breath, and
was pale, like death, from fright, as
she realized the horror of her position
Madam, you will repent of those
words some day"
Never, sir, while live"
1--WE will see about that, you peer
less beauty. You shall remain with
me until you do consent"
mo, sir; Lima Rice will never accept
your hateful name"
"Ah, now" thought Jim, II will try
another card if that won't work.
II presume that You are not aware,
Miss, that if in the future yOu will not
accept my name it will be advisable for
you to take some other name than Lima
Rice, because you are now and shall be
entirely in my power, and if you are
known by that name you now have,
anyone that had heard it before would,
of course, recognize it and then inquire
into the matter. | would tell them
that you eloped with me and as yet it
had not been convenient for me to
marry You, but / intend to do so soon.
You see You are powerless, and by ac
cepting a different name there would
be no danger of being disgraced. / will
give You name; very beautiful and
good one-Lenora Churchill. Isn't
that beautiful?"
"The name does very well, but shall
not accept it. That is your name, no
doubt"
"No, it is not"
well, what is it, then2 If you are
going to make me prisoner, L should
like to know the jailers name"
He gazed in silent wonder at this
queen of beauty, so young, so ignorant
of this wicked world, yet so able to de-
fend herself, so calm and brave.
You are silent; aren't You possessor
of a mind? you are certainly not worthy
of one"
Still he gazed in silent wonder.
Mrs. King readily saw that Jim
scarcely knew how to answer, so she re-
ieved him.
Miss Lenora, this gentleman is Col
Sylvester Noll; he is youf friend and
you should trust him.
No, never. Colonel, is he? Inever
saw one before, but have read of them.
Those men were not towards, but he is.
Colonel? Yes, no doubt he has q
whole regiment of poor innocent pris-
oners like myself. God have mercy
upon them if he has"
Those few short hours of suffering
and Imprisonment seemed to change
Lima from the timid little girl she had
been into a brave, strong hearted
woman that was determined to help her
self or die in the attempt.
All was now silent in this gloomy
underground prison nothing could be
heard but the cracking of the fire
Each one was busy with her own silent
thoughts
"Oh, what can do, what shall 1 do?
One thing is certain, / shall be firm,
and will never yield to him. There is
some mystery back of all this. 7 will
wait patiently and will watch.
"lf there is possibility of my escap-
ing, shall do so.
Il will then go back to my dear, dear
home, where the only parents l have
ever known are now searching and
weeping for me.
ooh this is too much Ny Father in
heaven, how can L bear this torture
longer! Why will you not listen and
set me free"
The tears were now fast falling from
her great, beautiful eyes, down upon
her soft, dimpled, trembling hands.
As she looked down through her
tears, she caught a glimpse of bright
sparkling ring upon her finger. 1t had
been her mothers, and was very valu-
able. 1t was gold, with fifteen dia-
monds. As she saw this, faint smile
fitted across her handsome, tear
stained face.
"This ring is very valuable, so Uncle
CristO says, and as dearly as l love the
memory of my mamma, yet / will offer
this for my release" And she took it
from her dainty white finger and
pressed it to her lips
Then, looking at her captor, with
those great, sad, pleading eyes, she
said:
Sir, this ring was once my mammals.
so an uncle of mine told me, and it is
very valuable.
II love it dearly; it is the only thing 1
have to remember her by, yet, as dear
ly as L love 1t, VIII give 1t to you If
you will but set me free"
"No, Lenora, 1 can not do that. It
is not the ring I want, but it is your
own beautiful self"
ooh! pity, mercy, please, dear
Fatherl" she cried, with clasped hands
and up-turned face, but her pleading
seemed all in vain.
81 see You are entirely merciless;
your heart is harder than the stones of
this prison wall"
"No. My heart is bleeding, bursting
with pain for one sweet word, one
smile from those rosy lips"
Lima, like a broken lily, sank limp
and lifeless to the floor. She saw
there was no hope for freedom, and
had given up in despair