Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1890-12-20

some william? No, indeedl She is dis
mounting, as l livel Can it be she
cares to see me the sooty blacksmith !
Why should I hope? But that smile
pierces my poor heart through and
through; scarce can speak. There
are traces of drink about me, know,
for I drank heavily last night to drown
thoughts of her. "The gentleman's
horse has gone dead lame. and 1 Will
please look at him, know so much
more about horses than poor Fred. :"
Poor Fred, indeed! but must not re-
fuse, lest she suspect my secret. A
stone under the shoe-that Is all; can
soon remedy that and send them on
their way reioicing-yes, rejoicing In
their love for each other, with no
thoughts of the poor youth looking
after them, with love for one and hate
for the other! The handsome, high
bred gentleman contrasts finely with
me. does he not? They will often stop
at the smithy, but shall not be there.
No, I'm homeless vagabond now, dis
charged for drink. But he shall not
have her! She is mine! mine! mine
! I'll snatch her from him and hide where
/ none can find her! But it is all over
now. She will never know how L
loved her. o for strength to reach the
brute! Whoa, Selim! Whoa, say I!
Steady, Selim, careful now-your mis-
tress loves you. He is cheated OF his
prize now, at any rate, for she belongs
to me. Did not snatch her from be-
meath that demons hoofs? And she is
mine! Helpl Helpl o for the love of
heaven, stop him! o God in Heaven,
save herI save herl save her 1 feel
his hot breath on my cheek! His hoof
is on my breast! I cannot breathe !!
How dark it grows! Whose sobs are
these 1 hear? Her fathers, come to re-
proach me? As though she were not a
thousand times dearer to me!
Am in Heaven? What is this? I6
is she, my darling. feel it, know
it! Her soft arms are pillowing my
head, her tears are on my face, and
% bliss-her velvet lips are pressed
to mine! It is her sobs l hear. Thank
God she lives, and it was l, the poor
drunken out-cast, who saved her! o,
my dearest, forgive-I could not help
loving you! Ny SHINING is almost over! !
Speak to me once more with the old
smile upon your ips-say you forgive
me, dearest, and I can die content!
1t grows lighter! Steady, Seliml
bear her carefully, old fellow! Good
bye, dearest-l can not-see- you.
Pray-for-me. God bless-and-
keep-You-
It was all over. The bystanders
closed the eyes that had looked their
last on the face of the one he loved.
Rest and peace at last for the poor,
tired spirit who had known so little of
either in this world! The young girl
had tainted and was carried away. By
direction of the old gentleman an I'M
dertsker was sent for, and the poor
mangled form prepared for burial.
As it was now too late to reach A.
that night, I stayed at the hotel, and
next day attended the funeral of the
poor fellow who had ended his career
SO suddenly the day before.
Both the old gentleman and his
daughter followed him to the grave,
there being no other mourners. In the
peaceful face, lying so quietly under
the cofin-lid, no one would have recog-
nized the swollen, discolored features of
the man who lay dying in the barn.
After the funeral, which was conducted
at the expense of Judge P, the
old gentleman before mentioned, I asked
some questions of the bystanders con-
corning the sad affair and was told that
the dead man had been "a likely, steady
lad, and a bright one, until two years
before, when he took to drink, and to
the establishment of everybody had be-
come a common sot." Yesterday as he
was Keeling along the street, Judge
P-'s carriage dashed around corner
almost upon him. The only occupant
of the carriage, the judges beautiful
daughter, was striving vainly to check
the speed of the fiery steed, which had
become frightened at something about
the carriage, and was dashing straight
toward a high embankment, on the
other side of which was the river. Rec
ognizing her, in spite of his half-drunken
state, ne had turned into an alley and
ran down it until he came out upon the
street again, this time in front of the
maddened horse, just as the carriage
overturned. Grasping the bit firmly,
he had forced the horse back upon his
launches, and had him nearly subdued,
when a dog came rushing out from
an alley, barking furiously; at this.the
horse made another mad plunge,
knocking his captor down and infiicting
the wound which caused his death.
The girl had freed herself from the
wreck during the moment the horse was
still, and knelt beside the injured man
crying: %Oh, Ned, if only 1 had not
called to you this would not have hap
penedl You have sacrificed your life
for mine!" And thus it proved. And
Will not our good Father accept the
sacrifice as stonement for his mis-spent
life.
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