Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1890-06-11

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raised a corner Of the covering and
looked at the face of the sleeper. Then
she dropped it and pressed her hand up
on her bosom. She stood thus for few
moments lost in thought. Then she
asked one of the squaws if she knew
the stranger. She shook her head and
pointed to the opposite shore.
''He came from that direction. had
barely strength enough to draw his
bark to shore and then he lay down to
sleep" The woman spoke in the low,
musical tones of her race. She, too
raised a corner of the blanket and
smiled sadly, for the face she saw was
young and handsome, but marked by
fatigue and pr1vation. The sleeper
stirred and opened his eyes. They en-
countered those of the lady and the two
eased at e"9 other with mutual inter-
''Come with me-" said Mrs. Vernon;
''you need food and rest"
The boy arose and made a gesture
with his hand.
THE Great Spirit has shut his MOUTH
said the squaw.
- Mrs. Vernon, believing him to be
NSsSA hAo AASUAOhSo AAL4 W 1O1kOW QoT.
Arrived at her house, she spread boun-
t1fu1 meal before him, to which he ap-
piled himself with the ardor of long
abstinence, and then laying his head
upon tho table fell asleep Mrs. Vernon
would not disturb him, wisely Judging
that nature was tho best restorative, but
she gazed at him with a troubled ex,
preston as ii some long-buried hope
was struggling back to life again.
The shadows Of night were beginning
to creep into the room when Ariel
awoke and began to recall the events
OF the day, the central figure in which
was that beautiful woman Of his own
blood, yet superior to all of the race
whom he had ever seen. His revery
was disturbed by the sound of voices in
An adjoining room, the door Of which
was open, and he listened because he
could not help it, but soon his interest
was aroused.
Nine. Chevreul was speaking, "You
know, dear friend, how retoiced we were
when Lemourier departed with his COM
mand, and yet I never lost the feeling
that his hatred would fin1 some means
to reach rs, especially through De Bar
zac, who Is too proud to take precau.
lions. But have enlisted his friend
our friend should say-Mr. Marden, to
whom have related every thing. He
Is not only brave, but prudent and saga
cious, and 1 have his promise that no
will guard his friend; and as they occu-
Ply the same apartment, feel more as
sured."
'tAnd Nine. Destain2"
'eOh, she Is. an enigma. She is 80
reserved, can not fathom her. I some
times think she has no heart, or that
shc left IL in France. She Is more ap-
proachable to Mr.. Marden; she enjoys
his conversation, she smiles at his Wit
tfcisms. she is charmed with his songs
of love and war, If he were vain man,
he might aspire, but he is not
THAT is the reason she likes him.
She is tired Of lovers"
ut may be so; but 1t seldom happens
to young girls. Nlnon therefore must
be an exception. And she is so proud!
ON sure that De Barzae loves her, yet
no does not press his suit. She freezes
him"
IN. De Barzac is wise. Some day the
ice will melt"
II hope it may be SO, provided nothing
dreadful occurs in the interval; but
have premonition."
my dear friend, you are simply
nervous. See, now, Lemourier is Tar
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