Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1890-01-14

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hsart and ~ unbounied tr,Rse shs saw -
sAsuehs u nssning bat devotion to hssue6
= IL part Il hw isv1 ard 2dehfy q -
pass Of her fFiHHd
-Oh, yua Two ny % and practice yesr
NV duse Imut say with dear godmnshH,
Who b. . hesdache." MD Dolores ooe evsn-
-. IL two wess willingly enough, ~
after singing fsv smSs, Vivien aid;
-Smxine a mooukt wateFs makes ons tn1g
for them; cannot ~ have . row below
Dolores eumu DOWN And they seppd
from de low window 10 the lawn, and vsns
down TIE cli6 pash to the boat housr. 1hsy
rowsd far up IL bay. thn drifted stovty
back, hskeninz 70 tn iar-o6 sounds Il
guitar and the refrain Of . love song in . rich
tenor voice Ths perfume At late ross cams
from the shcFs, and hess vo Vivian, with
hse bsguihng eyes, talking tn svses, lov
voice.
sYou aak M Why Icaanoe Be your friend,
and il Is Q cruel question. Do you ask b %
torture mel Il b for this rsAspu:
we sfs friends.
And hsre ths munc eots.~
And she covered her facs with Der hands -
Il With sharns q heS avowal Hilary bent
forward and gsntly took them away, aging:
But the music nssd not end ther~, Vivien"
and With tender pleading b bent forward,
c.aspinS her to his hart for . moment rain
ing kisses upon Der iipA Then be resumed
the oars and destiny, vatchful ever, guided
the boat closs To the shors. among tbs lily
pAcA
Dolores lsft Mn. Glensworth fast asleep,
and. failing to dnd her friend and lover IN
the house, went to meee them Perhaps they
had gone for wateF lilies, 20 she went through
the garden, picking nowerS - she passsd and
singing snatehes Of . spanish srenads. Ths
moonlight fell careslngiy on her sweet, up
turned face, ths night breezes softly waved
hed krk hair and she went down the clin
p1lns, leaving behind bar ths scent Of flowers
and Fragments Of song.
And there were the lilies folded and gleau,-
ing whits on their emerald coucbes. She took
. branch from . LITTLE tree TO reach them
with, and stepped o. . partially submerged
log. She bad secured . handful and Wa
reaching for more whsn the boat that was
slowly drifting down the bay passed by ths
lily blooming inlet; the moon shone full in
the fares Of the occupants, and Dolores sav
the heart-clasp and tbs kissea 1t dazsd her
for Q moment; that heart-clasp had in IL IN
arrow that penetrated hsEA She attempted
to retrace her fooestrs, but, weak and b.
wildercd, she slipped and the hly-pads -
ceived and held her. Some fishermen, 70
turning late, saw har fall, hAstened to ths
rescue, and carried h1r up the same path BY
which she came. Tbs moon yet shone down
caressinsly, but On still white face and lips
whence all song bad departed
The drawing room was filled with hurry
ing figures, pale and SCARED faces, and cries
Of lament; all attempts TO resuscitate the IN
animate form hssi Teen in vain. The hastily
summoned physicians were standing over her
when Hilary and vivisn came in; and on ths
delicate CARPET there wero pools Of water that
had dripped from her clothing and hair.
vivien uttered cry Of horror; Hilary reeled
and would have fallen, but caught at chair
Tor support Recovering his self-possession,
| be Questioned the fishermen
AS nsar as ken tell ye, sir, twas this
way: Ne an my pardner, comm ONE late,
| 'appened along Jest - this 'ere innocent was
q rcachin fur fowerx We was t'other side
o the inle an seed . white gger on the
| log; an, Just as she wur q reachin', little
| boat wi two in it came by, an she lookin'
at that, lost 'er foot-'old an fell. We run TO
get 'er out But she wur dead then, poor
lamb; Lord ha' mercy on 'er soul" and tbs
| AS there no life, no hopep Hilary asked .
physician.
There is no life and no hope"
| Hilary buried his face in his hand and
| groancd aloud. Vivien came to his side,
clasped her hands around his arm, and looked
| at him beseec hingly; but be shook her of as
| II she had teen a viper and left the room.
The long night was spent in agonized self
| upbraidinSs, and, when Mrs Glentworth
went TO summon him in the morning, the
| gay, debonair youth had changed TO sor-
| rowful rernorse-stricken man.
Hours after, passing from the room whers
| Dolores lay in . woful state, and where he
had been pouring forth passionate prayer
| for forgiveness over the still, pale form, he
found Vivien crouching in the hall She ap-
| proa he'd him with . caUssing gesture, but
| be mOtioned her away.
| "And is all over between usf" she asked.
"Would to God there had been nothing b.
tween us have been faithless, and my pun
ishment is greater than can bear. Forget
| that you have ever known me.
| There was peaceful nook where the dead
and gone Glentworths were buried, and
Dolores was laid beside them. Destiny stood
grim and firm by the coffin lid, sobbfng with
mock grief. and, having played out the play,
went to arrange other scenes and acto1-
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