Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1890-06-12

3AAia hdi DctI Dcdtflceb lOuTS since thai
gray morning Of separation. She must beaI
all the inner wretchedness Of her lot: she
must conceal her grief, must suffer the slings
and arrows Of Elizabeth's sharp tongue. and
strive to keep Owen Davies at distance In
deed, as the days went on, this last task grew
more and more portentous The man was
quite unmanageable; his passion, which was
humiliating and hateful to Beatrice, became
the talk of the place. Everybody knew of it
except her father, and even his eyes began to
be opened
One night--it was the same upon which
Geoffrey and Honoria had respectively posted
Their letters TO Beatrice-any body looking
INTO the little room at Bryngelly castle,
which served its owner for all purposes ex-
cept that OF sleeping, would have witnessed a
very strange sight. Owen Davies was walk
ing to and fro-walking rapidly with wild
eyes and disheyeled hair. At the turn of
each length OF the apartment he would halt
and throwing his arms into the air calculate;
On, God, hear me. and give me my de-
sirei Oh, God, answer men
For two long hours thus he walked and
thus cried aloud, till at length he sank pant
ing and exhausted in a chair. Suddenly he
missed his head and appeared to listen in
1.-The voice" he said aloud. "The voice |
again. What does it says Tomorrow. to-
morrow must speak; and shall win her
lie sprang up with shout and once more
began his wild march. "Oh, BeatriceIn he
said, tomorrow you will promise to marry
me- the voice says SO, and soon, soon, perhaps
In one short month"; you will be my own
mine onlyl Godfrey Bingham shall not come
between US then, for | will watch YOU day
ana ight You shall be my very, very own
- my own beautiful Beatrice, and he stretch
ca out MS arms and clasped at the empty
ara crazy and unpleasant sight TO see
And so he walked and spoke Till the dawn
was gray in the east. This occurred ON the
Friday night 1t was on the following morn
ing that Beatrice, the unfortunate and inno-
cent object Of these amorous inyocations ra. 4
ceived the two letters. She had gone TO the
postotfice on her way to the school. on the
chance Of there being a note from Godfrey.
Poor woman, his letters were the one bright
thing in her life, From motives of prudence q
they were written in the usual semi-formal
style, but she was quick to read between the L
lines, and moreover, they came from his dear /
hand
lhere was the letter, sure enough, and an 1
'ther IN woman's writing She recognized RI
me hand as that Of Lady Honoria, which she :
iau oi'eh seen on envelopes directed to Geoff-
ey, and a thrill Of fear shot through her. q
que oooA tne letters and, walking quickly q
: sne could 70 the school, locked herself in "
y, own niue room, for 1t was aRs yet
CLOCK, ana looked at them with an ever NJ
' \. terror What was in theml Why y
10 Lazy Honoria write to heri Which
nouid sne read hrstf In a moment Beatrice
au nhde up ner mind She would face the G
'orst at once. With a set face she opened st
.ady honoria's letter, unfolded it and read. I'll
We ALREADY know its contents As her mind vi
rasped them her lips grew ashy white. and hi
the Time That the horrible thing was done
'e was nigh to fainting.
Anonymous lettersl Oh who could have
one TINS cruel thingi Elizabeth, it must m
Elizabeth, who saw everything, and in
rus stabbed her in the back Was it pos
pie that her own sister could treat her ju
y She knew that Elizabeth disliked her:
e could never fathom the cause, still she Of
re" the TACT But il this were her doing. sol
en- she must hate her, and hate her bitterly;
10 what had she done to earn such hatel an
nd now Geoffrey was in danger on her ac- it..
unit, danger of ruin, and how could she
event III This was her first idea Most In,
opie might have turned to their own posi- hir