Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1891-02-12

river you may DC seen: see, l have
brought you u lantern and matches.
and here are bread and wine and |
meat The lardcr was we'll stocked |
for my home coming, Within three
days, if possible, will come again.
My signal will be three boots of the
night-hawk. Now hasten; every mo-
ment is precious
GLOW will you return?'
1.-The stream is with mel shall
have no trouble
land you will not forget" he urged
laying his hand on her arm as they
stood on the swaying boat.
do not fear" she said bitterly. IL
will be here if live
You are brave girl" he said with
agleam of admiration in his eyes, as he
looked at the pale beauty of the de-
tcrmined face.
''For your sake | am almost sorry
have made you do this thing"
lit Is no time now for reproaches
or regrets" she answered, coldly.
"What is done, is done. If any one
suffers for to-night's work, rest assur-
ed that it will not be Yourself"
He bent down and kissed her brow
she neither inviting nor repelling
the caress: then taking the bundle
from her hand he rapidly assembled
the jutting stonework, and posing
himself an instant on the ledge, drop
ped noiselessly into the ruined hall
within.
a faint CLEAN of moonlight parted
the heavy clouds. ard reflected itself
on the surface of the dark, still waters.
In the pallid, shadowy light the girls
face looked almost deathlike. She
waited an instant for the signal that
announced his safety, then loosened
the boat. and was borne on the rapid
impetuous current back to the mill
house again.
The few effortless strokes of the oar
in the backward passage cost her no
eXertion; the rush of the rising wind,
and the dash of the river-foam, seem
ed rather to invigorate than to alarm
her. The fantastic forms of the
drifting clouds above her head, the
swaying shadows thrown on the dark
waters from either bank, the breath of
the chill wind on her hair, the whirl and
rush of the rapid waters that closed her
in on every side-all these suited her
mood, and braced her energies and
gave Il strange, fearless audacity to
her smile, more dauntlcsS grace to
her form.
She sprang out at the landing place.
and moored the boat once mOre-then
with light flying sleeps ran into the
| house and closed the door behinC
her.
, Her heart throbbed fast as she en-
tered. christening her wooden shoe,
she stole with cautious footsteps uI
the stairs; the door was aiar; the ligh
y of the pale, sickly moon struggled
through the clouds and fell across thu
;, easement. The dark figure on thu
bed lay motionless-his heav.
regular breathing alone disturbed the
= silence. Thank God!' she murmur
y ed; ooh. thank God"' and straight
:. way fell on her knees before the wood
y en- crucitix, and wept and prayed i
the very abandonment OF JOY and gla
:, relief
y She thought she was safe.
Safe? For all that Loves blindnes
might have discovered she was; bl
y she never thought that Hate has
" thousand eyes, and that while Low
sleeps and dreams it. is awake an
watchful.
II would have speech with 20,
Pierre Leroux." The young mill.
II started and turned toward IL
speaker.
= "Is it you. Rose Michele Have ye
N come to see Ninette?'
ia "No; have come to see YOU"
n 1t was close on sunset; Pier
;. stood by the riverside, whe1
It he had halted moment Fl
40 rest and GOODNESS after the labors
n. the day. Silently he turned to II
woman who had so abruptly address,
W. him. His heart was SO light, his Ii
We so happy; he had neither fear nor
care in the world now, save touch
anxiety for the week-old wife, who
no face was paler than he cared to see
a. whose eyes were less bright than the
,is wont, or so it seemed to his fOl
fancy.
D, $50 see me? What is it?" he ask
INV carclessly, and all the time his ey
rested on the rose-covered pOr
- where the fairy figure he so loved W
on used to stand and watch for his hol
e. coming.
at is matter serious enough--y
W; have enjoyed your FOOLS paradise
week Do Won care to come out OF
rs now?"
tn What do you mean?" he ask'
en- with sudden anger
nd 1.-The earth and air are good" mi
his tered Rose Michel, ''but the heart
ali woman is evil"
en- A vague fear stirred within
me young mans breast; his eyes left
i'd solitary porch and turned to
Ter brown, hard visage beside him.
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