San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1888-11-09
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al climbed up, Gideon, every step path.
They have been my Jacobs ladder, bringing
me TO heaven and peace. l have been So
almost happy. You will not forget mt
When the great yellow eye flames over the
sea you will think of me drifting, drifting in
the darkness Of sin and regret as dritted
that night. You and your mother will talk
of me sometimes, pray for me, pity me-"
She covered her face, sobbing bitterly.
marie! Mariel" l cried, stay with us to
the end. You shall not go!"
II must Oh, the folly of fools who paint
sin so fair that we senseless moths fly
into its light as release from troubled
What is there for me but sin to the endl l
am faint on every honest home. Do not
deny it; you give me more pain. You must
marry the good girl from the Bay, and make
her and your mother happy"
81 will not. You try to wiring my heart
Marie You know | love one woman, one
woman only in all the world. will not lie
to Kitty to please you. Is that your revenge,
to make me love you and then to toss me away
for her to take the dregsl Oh, have heard
of women of your world. 1t is play to them
to break simple heart like mine"
"Bear with me, only moment" she cried
man, forsaken by all the world. Am then
so precious to your No man would dare
marry me when every day might bring him
some one who knew. 1t has been tried and
the woman has always drifted back to
sin. There were too many who knew. 1t
was O lifelong battle with assassins. The day
of my tribulation"-her words, dear, kind
heart!-"must soon be over, Pity me not
will lynY hn,
Don't wiring my heart by making me see for
ever that my coming was blight-the world
will say that-and some day your mother,
stung into anger by your misery, will cry
curses on me that shall know in my grave"
She clutched my rough sleeves in her trem-
bling fingers. For my sake make the good
girl who loves you happy and your mother
content Gideon, shall not suffer long. See
the light through my hand; it looks like q
dead hand now"
Forgive me, forgive me-" was all l could
say.
"Then, dear friend, your mother has prom
ised me shall have a resting place OUT there
where the light falls, where you can look
down on my grave and pity me. Nights when
you are ali alone my wrath shall come and
Eeep you company"
That night she went away with Julian.
In the spring married Kitty have tried
to be good and kind, and she and mother
love each other. | myself have in the years
won peace of heart from duty faithfully per-
tOrmed and the self sacrifice that no one but
the martyr himself knows There is but one
thing more.
1t was foggy night in June, and feverish
and weary | walked the balcony to keep
awake. l had rowed Kitty over to the bay
that afternoon, as her father was i'll |
walked up and down thinking of her memory
Marie Behind me was the blur Of golden
light, before me thick gray. The sea sob
bed and seethed below while vibrating in the
deadened air sounded the solemn tones of the
fog horn on far Seguin.
Then it was framed in an aureole Of light,
| saw her face. H was far away, where
had first seen the drifting boat. saw her so
distinctly that a great cry rose to my lips
"Marie!"
Mad with eagerness ran into the tower
Would she come back9 Would that slight
figure with the wistful face come up the old
stairs to bid me once more farewell?
"Marie," cried, 'if the dead come back
you shall come to me-"
Iprayed, raved. l strove with that mys-
terry called death. In vain; only that face in
the fog. Not sound of her voice, rustic
of her gown, touch of her hand. looked
like q dead man in the morning, ashy and
wan. flung myself OH my bed and fell into
a miserable consciousness that was not sleep
or waking. Mother came to me at noon.
"a boat has just landed at the cove,
Gideon"
"Sko has comet" | criei, mad with joy
She has come again."
"Ay, lad" treMbiing. "Sho has come in
her coffin"
With a wild cry ran to the La1ding. On
the point where q line Of t:rolsss breakers
marched in storm G:2d sunshine there wOro
four men carrying something. fifth sol
lowed. Mother caught l.2y Grm.
Help me, son; am old and need you"
she said | stopped and drsw her arm
through miao. When we reached tie point
they had lowered the box into rEs grave, and
stood with uncovered heads. T2s : III mal
and he Lad a kind, handS0ns L4cS-cams
to me-
IL wanted to read prayer he said
brokenly: but could p0l VIZ ySuR
From RE i; is ElocN;cry."
took tie boo; he handed mo; but did
not know it ten.
"No, no" sobbed: II loved her, too"
Then it wss Ely mother WHO klsll, wkitnst
soul of ali ever knew Oh, could all sinners,
men or women, be sC"e that such AN interces-
sion would go for thelA 70 the great Pardonsr
of all wrecked lives! Could that pity be
given TO fallen sisters il the lie! Oh, mother
heart! There is ro tllnt thare-oIly forgive
ness and charity.
The sailors shoveled the earth fast to the
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