Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1889-08-01

library, Carol" he said, with intense
passion in his voice.
At another time this would have
alarmed her, and perhaps aroused her
dormant spirit, but she now seemed
hopelessly crushed, and with listless
air followed him.
Once the library door was closed, Law
renee Richmond turned on her almost
Bayagely.
"Did you meet Capt. Grant," he asked
81 saw nothing of him." she replied.
The captain was gentleman who had
been visiting them for few day past, a
fierce war-dog--in his own estimation
and the most celebrated duelist outside
of Paris. He had been showing Carol
some attentions, but she detested him !;
and, consequently, when the captain
learned from her father of her love for
Roger Darrell, the soldier duelist was not
In the most pleasant OF humors toward
the young Virginian, whom he savagely
threatened to .call out in the presence
9th old gentleman, who had applauded
his action, though thus far it had come
to naught.
"Child." he said, and his heavy eye
brows contracted into frown, ''you have
been disobeying my wishes. This very
night you have been in tho company OF
the man hate, the man against whom
warned you, and who will yet bring sor-
row into your young life. Have you not
been with Roger Darrel?"
"You speak truly, father"
"And you have dared disobey me.
TIL
you so recklessly brave my anger. My
temper has been a curse all my life, and
but for my great love for you ! would not
row be able to control it. Hear me,
child; you shall never be Roger Darrel's
wife This have sworn, and in ii will
mot be thwarted"
''Spare your words, father. If was Of
the same mind as yesterday, you would
nnd that / possessed just as resolute
determination az you, and nothing you
could have said or done would have in
huenced me in my resolve; but higher
power has seen fit to accomplish tho
work. This night Roger Darrell looked
his last on my iace. Never again will we
meet. father, unless by accident, and
then il viii be as strangers. The hand
of fate has turned our lives apart, and
through Nora Warner he is lost to me-"
mora Warmer That girl still alive?
Then she has done me one good turn at
last
Carol could but start when she heard
these words, for they told her that her
father had known this mad woman in the
years gone by. although il was evident
that he was n, acquainted with her his
tory from the time she had come to know
Roger Darrell
This Capt. Grant. who has made his
appearance lpon the stage OF our story,
was also connected with this strange and
dramatic past, in what manner the reader
will soon see.
That he was a bold and bad man, the
young girl had been already warned by
her keen sense of perception, yet the |
soldier had dashing aspect. and it was
only the CLEAN of his eye and the sheer |
of his voice that had warned Carol |
against him. What influence he had over
her father she could not even guess, but |
without doubt the master of Richmond /
Terrace feared him.
Capt. Grant knew his power well, and /
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the Terrace to use it to the best advan- /
tage Perhaps this had something to do
with the manner in which Lawrence Rich I
mond cherished the spark Of hatred for 1
the barrels in his breast. in order that he
might have just cause for separating the
lovers.
Varied though the emotions of Carol /
Richmond must have been. they could /
not, of course, equal those that filled the |
mind and heart of Roger Darrell. as he
stood there looking after his lost love, and /
realizing that fate had again taken hand
in the game. sundering the hearts that it
had so strangely brought together
"Why did we ever meetg Was it be-
cause Heaven wished to punish Darrell
for that sin II that be so, then the
blight has indeed fallen npon me but I
pray God that all the bitter pain end an
guish may come to me also: let not 4
single shadnNv regret touch her bright
heart
While he still stood there, his thoughts
busy. there came the sound Of footballs,