Oxford eagle. (Oxford, Lafayette Co., Miss.) 1876-current, 1890-10-02


Uafalta IN aught Is want Of faith IN all"
That was Evelyn Clayton's belief
until the day Gerard Carrisbroke's mad
jealousy laid her life barren and bare
before her.
And yet was he so much to blame7
God only knows. Perhaps few lovers
would have taken it less lightly.
II was when hope was highest and
love brigh test that h cleaning came.
Even after many days, the memory
came back to her with all the old pain
and agony Of the moment
She was Standing on thecIif with her
lover. when she had come face to face
with Franklin Emerson
His dark eyes met hers in ~recogni-
ton for a moment. and a hooking smile
c0rved his lips 1t the sudden palIor Of
her face.
That night 4 note lay in her hand.
Il must see y0u, il ran Meet me
below the cliffs at eight o'clock to-
night
Her face grew pale as death.
Il VIII not 70" she cried. and vet
On, Iona, my sister. On. God in Heaven,
what WILL / tof
And then. as a promise given to the
dying crossed her mind. she lifted =
wrap AMI throwing it around her head
and shoulders. stole from the house.
A man stood waiting her cusning.
You recognize me2r be saHI. a pecu-
liar smile curving his lips as his eyes
fell on her face.
Yes, know you, Reginald Emer-
son' and simply ask the price Of your
silence.
lie laughed again
Your memory does y0u credit he
said Il believe you only saw -
Never mindr' cutting across his
words, I have asked the price Of -FOUR
silence
The man laughed as he answered bel.
Il VIII bring you 10 here at this time
tomorrow the girl said: and then
without another word she turned away
turned away and went quickly around
the edge u the cliff. and came face 10
face with Gerard Carrisbroke.
Gerard CarrisbrOke; but not the hand
some, bright-faeed lover. whose eyes
mad never looked with aught but love
upon her; but a man whose very lips
were white with passion. whose dark
eyes CLEANED with jealous 2 whose
every feature was c0nvulsed with the
tempest tossing his soul and Iashing
his insane passion TO fury.
: you have left your other lover.
Evelyn be said. "bat scarcely ex-
Pected 70 meet your dupe as you left
him
My Tod, Gerard. are you madT' the
gil cried holding out her hanIs in pas
sionate pleading
Yes. | am major. rather. have been
mad. mad To have trusted your fair,
false face. Evelyn Clayton. 10 YOU
know what Yoa have done2 Wrecked a
mans lie. his hope. his happiness and
destroyed his faith IN the truth OF
women"
Il have done nothing to be ashamed
Of she answered, her pride coming TO
her aid
Gerard caurht her hand.
Look AZ me, and answer mer' he
said Who IS that man you met and
what is be to you2 Answer me that
Evelyn
Il can o tell you, Gerard she said.
quietly, her eyes full on his face.
Tan not tell mel Ny God, EVELYN,
Can not tell me-, and you my promised
wife2T
She laid her hand lightly on his arm.
Il love you. Gerard. she said. II an
loyal 4 true TO you. but I can toll you
nothing about the man I met tonight
Dearest can you not trust me2n
Trust you? No! No woman will
bear the sacred name Of wife to me
whose past
I viii certainly not bear It." she
said, proudly; you are free-perfectIy
free. as far as | am concerned, Mr.. Car
risbroke."
The next momen she had drawn his
ring of her finger and laid it in his
hand.
Il will keep it as a memento Of che
faithfulness Of woman" he said.
Then he turned and left her standing
there-standing 4 momen Ahite ana
~motionless, the next she threw up her
hands with 4 bitter cry. and sunk white
and m~otionless under the plying light
Of the rising moon.
long, low, level stretch Of sand. and
aglrl standing with weary. wistfaI eyes
Looking over the bright blue waters
that rIppEed 20 her feet
Il wat EvaIvu TTaweor -,