Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1889-07-25

luton Of her nature to her siI !. 20 30
trying moment. She caught her NV. ~
with gasp when she saw what a 80
Bile change was produced in him air. -
by that question.
She had sprung the gipsv's MINI
him unawares. and to all appearana ~
was working in way that would 49,
lily bring out the truth, though IL -
might be a death-warrant
Roger" she cried, despairinelv a..
the love OF mercy, speak! Do Won ~
see that am almost dying, darling, IN
say that it is not so tell me it was ~
calumny, and l will believe you ives n
lieye you against all the world Sna.r
my Roger; tell me r is not true
The struggle in his mind was terr;hl,
for he knew that If he denied all kpoa,
edge of Nora Warner. she would bali.ss
him as she would an angel from Haav.0
Think, then, what temptation h wa.
to the man. Would it not be for A.
best in the end if he denied #, Ss'
would believe him then-but what q, ~
future?
When happiness had come to than
might she not in some way learn NJ
truth, and then, denouncing his nareAD
scorn, upbraid and loath the man wea
had deceived her?
There was, indeed, a stain unon a,
name, and to link her to il would be.
most foul act. Better wrenchino n,in
in the start than the slow, consaniDe
agony OF years.
Roger Darrell was but a man with
many faults common to the best If ~
but his soul was above such ipnomnv
then and there. With stem han Z
put the temptation behind him. and fsssS
the pain that almost oyerwhelu-a
him.
''Carol, my love" he groaned t;;.
ously, would to Heaven could ssnr
it. would give ten years OF my life 4
wipe out the blot upon the Darrel name
! have bowen my head beneath ma
shame that came with Nora Warner IA,
years, and had come TO look upon my,eIi
as misanthrope when | met you. and
loved you"
''lhenit is true?" she asked, her soul
apparently in her eyes.
God help me- yes, it is truer
She uttered low, piteous moan at ts,s
for never did the death sentence passed
byeldge upon culprit in the prlsonss
box. sound with more terrible force than
his words to her.
Roger thought she was about TO ta
and, regardless of all else, he sprang &c.
ward and caught her in his arms those
arms which Carol had SO fondly believed
should. while she lived, hold her against
the whole world.
She sank upon his shoulder, weak ans
trembling, and it was evident that her
senses had well-nigh deserted her, ia
she knew not what she did He rained box,
passionate kisses down upon her, and BIS
eyes were misty with unshed tears a. be
gazed upon the white face Of her be loroI
80 well.
Pain had come upon her. and through
him. Oh. bitter thought, when he would
have lain down his life TO have saved bpf
one moments suffering. The blight was
upon his life, and it was fated to effect all
whom he loved. The skeleton Of the
past had disclosed itself. and stalkec
out from its place OF cOncealment 10
bring with its bony hand the stamp d
woe.
Only for a minute did Carol remai1
thus in an almost senseless condition
Then her life seemed to drift back to hef.
Her eyes opened and she looked up a
Roger with such wan smile, that 4
pierced his heart like a knife.
Suddenly arealization Of the truth aP
peared to flash into the girls mind. She
gave little spasmodic cry, and drew
herself out OF his arms with such abrupt
ness, that Roger could only stand then
and gaze upon her fondly and sadly.
'How dare you take me in your arms
Roger Darrell, after acknowledging suei
4 thing to me How dare you, | say
Are you not content with breaking ny
heart, that you must needs think
write my name with shame? Oh, Roger
and she broke down in sobs.
He would have come to her again, on
she motioned him away imperiously
ado not touch me, Roger | VII ."
allow 1t. Remember that hereatterwech
70 nothing to each other. Nora NaIhe
stands between us. Lost to Us are 4
lreams of happiness. We must lace 's
uture bravely and fight the battle q lS
fou must never even see me again.
Great heavens, Carol, you do not
AN not mean it. You love me even a. !
owe you. Nay, viii say it IN sp"su
Tou. Why, then, should this ieriiM
pecter OF the past haunt u.s. ~ w
lead past bury its dead; we live ior !"
present and the future. Once moe
,arol, my one and only love, VII y.
ONE to me? For Heavens sake, 90 '"
urn away so coldly; you will XII me-
"Roger," she was cain now aPFar
ntly, though Heaven only knew w
tate her poor lacerated heart was y
Roger, you are wild when you lnsal. y
a that way. but forgive YOU LOT y
ot think you realize what you ar =
10. You were unwise to remain mere
eek my love when you saw that Ns
eginning to care for you, but | cahHO
lame you for that. Here we mus
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