The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1891-02-11
LoUIsEs FILTRATION.


/ village OF Waltham, on the Cornish coast
/ II was mainly inhabited by fishermen,
who. with their families, occupied the
row Of uupretentious cottages that lined
the single street leading up from the
/ beach Leaning upon the rude gate in
I front Of one Of these cottages, with the
deepening twilight throwing weird shad-
ovs around her, stood louise Martin, the
beauty and pet Of walthsm.
Have You ever looked at face till Il
haunted your asks a writer. Have you
ever seen the face Of one, it may be, who
was an utter stranger to YOU, yet thai
seemed to I'll your mind with sOTi Of
recognition that sent yOn ont over "a
of speculation, wondering where you had
seen ii before, or when you Wo0ld see il
again? The eyes talk to YOU, and iTs
tell you dreamy story
such was the beauty Of this rustic
belle
Louise's father was fisherman Of the
better class, having accumulated what to
his modest ambition seemed a eonpeten-
ey. Il was natural that the daughter
should have many suitors, and that adu-
latisn should have slightly inflated her
rustic vanity, but altogether she was as
loyabie as she was pretty
As louise stood leaning upon the gate,
Viii Hatfield, her reported sweetheart,
approached. With loyer-like familiarity
he stole upon her, caught her in . vigor-
ous hug, and left = kiss upon her nd
lips.
Stop, VIII r. exclaimed the beauty.
YOu mustn't do that
Why not, I'd ike TO know p returned
VIII "Ive done it often enough before
now, and you didn't object. Come, now,
Louise, don't scowl so-give fellow a
smile
The smile was not forthcoming at his
bidding. A decided pout Was visible in
stead.
know what it IS" and now VIII
scoKled blaeklv himself That London
chap, that Charles stanford, has turned
you against me. You're dazzled with the
notice he has taken Of you bnt lst him
look out fer himself Ifhe comes between
you and I thereH be something bad come
Of IT, Mark what say :"
/ With this threat win strobe angrily
away, unheeding Louise's recall. His
anger frightened her a little, and she re-
ally loved the stalwart, handsome young
fisherman She had meant no unfaiih-
foinessiby receiving the pronounced at
teniions OF Charles Stanford, a chance
visitor 70 the village but his fine clothes.
cultivated airs and contrast TO the rough
exterior Of her lover had slightly 6azzled
her. Now, however, the words int VIII
had spoken had excited her spirit OF op-
position. and she resolved 70 continue
the pleasant Irritation as long as possible.
/ Therefore. when Stanford called the same
evening be found her all smiles and CO.
quettish airs They parted finally At
the gate with a kiss-a kiss that made
Wills blood boil 10 see and hear, as he
had been watching les than twenty feet
away.
As Stanford walked down the street TO
the little tavern where he was stopping
VIII half resolved 70 Kill him on the way
and only repressed the murderous desire
by a violent effort He slept little that
night but lay awake thinking Of his
trouble He would marry no firt, be
resolved, though giving Louise up ause
him great pain. he could not help lov,
ing her but It WAS better. he thonght
70 suffer for time than to link his for
tune with one to whom he could not de
vote his whole life, and give peace and
everlasting affection in return He loved
Lou very tenderly, there was no doub
of that. lie fancied her in love with ths
stranger. His nature was too impulsiy'
10 allow him to wait and examine ant
find out whether he was correct or not
In the morng he arose irritable. ans
still thirsting for vengeance upon th:
man who had 50 Suddenly dATkened hi
whole life. In this frame Of mind be sa
in bis fishing boat for his days labor
There were other boats in compsn1
with him, and the day being favorable
they soon filled their boats. They ther
returned to the village but VIII, dread
ing 70 90 home, making fast his boat .
the shore and getting out, he elambere,
up the hin and sat down near the open
ing Of one Of those little caves that ar
very common among the cliffs on tn
shore Tbese grOttOes seem almost Il
! have been made by the hands Of fairies
: they are so beautiful and brilliant inside
the ceiling hanging in pearly crystal
, which flicker and zlimmer in the fzin
: light sea-weeds hang around, and IN,
sand on the floor is full Of tiny, sparklin,
! shei.s.
L It was near one Of these beautiful gro;
toes that xill seated himself and wsteh
t ed the boats returning home AS he 81
thinking-for the splashing Of the wave
did not disturb him-he thought b.
! heard the sound Of voice, evidently il
! the cave he remembered an interyie'
I he had witnessed a few nights befoH
and a sign srose, which he could not re
press
4 won't disturb them-fhey are loE
ers." he said to himself i am sure
heard the sound Of kiss Ah, well
hope they viii be happier than am
VIII sat there 3 long time he di
not think hoE long until the letting 81
reminded him that il was time 70 return
The tide began TO rise and the spray .
foam, it almost touched his feet A, big
tide the cave was entirely under watel
: win was well acquainted with the Plac'
, so he prepared 10 90. As he was goin
J up the hill be remembered the lovers j
: the cave.