Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1890-06-21
Ethel Danes Revenge.

H !'l e: DaneS Revenge.
-I3llave seenenonehto know thai
he is trifng me-tlat he1
dol-lilse face and baby tone have
taSenshim from me; and Twill moi
endure it longer. This evening
wilIsl,ow Him that Ethel sDane's
love cannot he wounded with I'M
puiily. and I wiltshire her. Ihope
to 1eaih. He said he wonld come
illis.cyeuing-cotnt to get me. the
flowers.
The speaker. a. beautiful girl.
inst completing her seventeenth
wear. stood alta deep bay window.
wlase thick curtains almost hid
he9wrP-ronntled form. A pair OF
white l,antlsswerr clinched as in
anger, and. dark eyes contrasted
WILDLY With asben lips. A splen-
did gold watch, sparkling with
i amonds, glisttnesl in black
.h-If. and size CONSULTED it as the
ElaSt: .wnItlssrell from her tongue.
Observation-Disclosures Icannot
,ontwrts.oiisl will don he veil and
hide my face from sthr world for
ever. Designedly yon have drawn
him3to your sale but. as tlesigmdly
I will take him away. 1t is nj
most death TO cross the path of Il
Dane. Perhaps Won have net
learned illis. for You are young.
Tnrxnraole iate has dpcl'led that
mnsf he ynnr teacher. ] accept
the decision. and this evening |
teach yon a lesson Won ll.npver
forget. Ypsl Bit there lie is! 1
did not seeiLinn come mp tie walk
Where were my cyes!"
The Sivery tones Of the front
ionr.hell interrupted Ethel Dane.
and springing from the parlor, she
answered sllna,ae vlT1ssta. rffsstAf r iy
e7TITruyS =. :, :..:.s.n,l
eyes iantoLotl hrrnw>t,SS
on the steps and snuke her name
in rich tones. His appearance
was noble, his fec prepossessing.
and told that lie had not yet
reached his majority.
"Arc you ready for The walk
EtheI7" he asked. 1.-THE evening
is truly beautiful, the winds sleep.
and
Tic Qnecn of night
Shines fair with all l.er virgin stars
al,nut her.
I skirtel the gorge and listed to
the noise Of tllA mad. muddy cur
rent. saw Tho tlnwer-that pref
IS flower. Ethel"
$50 it is still there" she cried
eagerly.
"It is. and in the moonlight
looked Iovplicr than eyer. We will
get if presently. Scrw and draw
ing bis coat aside he revealed a coil
of rope. SIT shall greet the sun
from your houdoir window 1omor
row, Ethel; 1 want to see it in your
hair"
Size smiled.
@But you shall not risk Your life
to CRAFTY a foolish wish of nine.'
she said. "het the flower witheI
where it was born.o
mo, no; 1t grew there for YOU
and you alone shall have it. Come
Ethel. let me 60; 1 am inpatient
He waited at the door until she
had thrown some light vestmenl
over her head, and then walked
away at her side.
1.-THE rain was Il flood at Files
mere" he said plucking lea
from the elm in whose dim shade
they were walking, "and its wa
tiers have reached the gorge. You
can hear them now, Ethel"
The roar of angry waters grew
louder as they advanced through
the wood, and at last they paused
directly above the torrent. The
ciasm of Ellesmere. the deepest il
!. all Cumberland, was before them
4 and far below the cliffs iii the
4 moonlight. the waters rushed to
ward the sea. 1t was marrow
chasm, but dangerously deep,ant
s ifs sides were in many places Ouitt
perpendicular. In other places
eoncavities existed; and ther'
nourished by the drip, drip of TIL
stones icy preparation, beautiful
ferns and flowers fourished.
Frank Hazel had often accom-
panied Ethel to the spot they ha'
reached. Ills hands had fashion
ed a rustic settee, and placed i
near the edge of the precipice
There, with the moon above then
and tile waters beneath, they hat
8 passed many hallowed hours. H
admired the impassioned girl; bu
I can not say tllas lie loved hel
But at 10 years Of age he did no
think very much of the tender pas
sion; his studies ut his tutors res
dence not far from the cliffs ha
kept him from the courts of lib
god. But he loved the society {
woman, the lisp of little girls an
their pardonable folbles.
Ethel Dane loved him from th
first. He seemed her beau-ide'