Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1888-08-17
AGATHES PERFIDY.

AdA j He y PERFID4.
Tickle WOman's within is As Uncertain as tbs
Snnshiae's Clean.
Pittsburg Telegraph.
care you sure that you viii always
love me, Agathe?"
always, Bertrand.
"You will never regret your choice.
my darling? Not even ifsOme man
richly endowed with worldly goods
come to seek your favor, are you
quite certain?'
Listen, Bertrand; such a love as
mine is born not to live but for a day
like a gaudy butterfly that gladdens
the eye from sun to sun and is never
seen again; nay, 1t is enduring as
yOnder rock, pure as the blue ether
above; a love that viii only end with
death and perchance not then I
know that you are poor, but what is
that to me. The united love OF two
beings who are all in all to each other
is wealth enough. L viii be true to
you though all the world prove
false!'
"And to you, I swear it, . solemn
" responded Bertrand Argyle as he
raised his hand on high as though ne
would pluck one of the cleaning
points of light that flashed from the
blue ether, above alluded to by
Agathe de Relic.
OF to the west, where the sun but
just now was but is no more, its atUer
glow suffuses the cloud wreaths with
varied tints of purple and gold and
ruby red that are reflected upon the
ripping waters of the lake below
in sheeny radiance. This is not in
tended as a refexiOn on the Jews.
only on the lake, A little to the
south Of west gibbOus moon is hump
ing itself. GibbOus is q good word
to use, as few people know what it
means. YOnder, YEARLY vending
his hOmeWard Wend along the dusty
way, is a gibbOus man. He, too,
is half full. Softly the zephyrs sigh
through the tree tops and the bows
nod drOWsily to one another, and
from afar comes the hOrney-handed
voice Of the honest granger as he
jaws his hired yeOman. From a
neighbOring swamp arises a faint.
misty, vapOrOus fog, Tricky studied
with the random remarks of a male
cOWfrOg, delivered in q low, thrilling,
reVerberating voice
Il could stand here forever listening
to the sounds of nature with you at
my side" remarks Bertrand at the
conclusion Of the pause above re
ferred to.
"WOuld you not fear catching cold
if You stood here fOrever?' she asked
at&ength, shyly, as though fearful
that her words may give offence.
True, my love. Ihad not thought
of that"
Bertrand abstractedly inserts one
hand in one of his trousers pockets
and encounters 81 dime. 1t brings his
thoughts to q practical turn. He
signs, like q man who has been hold
ing his breath while three men are on
bases, two out, and the striker has
two strikes called on him.
"Agathe, " he begins in the low de
termined voice Of one who feels his
suspenders giving way and endeavOrs
to hold on hiss pantalOOns by sheer
force Of will, tomorrow l go forth
to carve out a fortune Ormyselfand
for you. You viii wait for me until
L return with it, will you not dear?"
Forever; but do you think it viii
take you very lOng?''
Il cannot say; it may be years, it
may be more or less, but with you to
spur me on L know 1 shall not fail.
And before I go take this; it is a deed
of a tract of land in Florida made
out in your name. 1t may not be Of
greater value than some other tracts
that have been handed me from time
to time by well meaning persons, and
then again it may. 1t cost me So;
keep it with my blessing,
cob, Bertrand, you are so good.
'DOn't say anthing about it,
please, IWOuld do even more for
you. But see, the cleaning now has
given way to gloom Of night. IT'S
and so, no doubt, you are. Allow
me to guide your footsteps to your
home, even as / hope soon to have
the privilege of guiding them through
life ,,
Thus they faded away in the gath
ering gloom.
A year, twelve months, has passed
away-a year freighted with blessings
and vicissitudes and political con
ventiOn. and-Wen. with almost
everything that constitutes the
cargo OF a wellfreighted year, on
which man pays the Freight to. Time,