Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1891-01-16
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your own heart-faISe "a van etke
soul and the dignity of your woman
hood
The girls beautiful face flushed.
!" You forget yourself, Mr.. St
Clair she said, cutting across his
words, her voice strangely calm. Il
think ! would prefer being alone.n
Forgetting myself'--with bitter
laugh and so am dismissed. My
Sod Isabel"
Miss Huntingdon she said coldly.
His face flushed.
Pardon me my rudeneSs and my
madneSs,n he said.
Then without another word he
turned and left her standing thcre-
standing there paler than he had been
hlmself for moment only, and then
she sunk on her l1necs, her hands out
stretched.
My pride has failed me when /
needed it most r she cried. Oh,
Lindsay, my love! my love- como
back to me.r
And hep Straight from the last
hope Of woman's love, blinded with
pain and passion. to the fulfillment of
dream-a dream that had haunted
him vaguely.
Three hours after his rejection by
Isabel Huntington, he knew his dream
had become a reality, that the miSerlv
old uncle, who had ignored him all
his life, dying, had made him his
heir and master of Norwood Home
stead, the staielieSt mansion in the
county where it stood.
II seemed to him every one heard
the story before he told it himself, and
congratulations poured in on every
side.
| will go away Tomorrow just as
] inten9ed,H he said, with a faint
smile, for my dream of love is DER.
Fan away in another land / will strive
tofmget her.n
All, kind heaven, while life lasted
he would never forget his passionate
love-dream and its bitter ending.
lie almost laughed aloud al the cruel
mockeiy Of fate, and yet, after all
it had been kind TO him in showing
him Isabel Huntington's heart aS
clearly as il had done.
To-morrow camc-at least il had
become to-day to Lindsay st. Clair
and he stood almost on the spot where
re had told his love to Isabel Hunt
ington. His heart was filed with
thoughts of her.
lie had loved her so passing we'll
and she had proved so unworthy, and
then even as her name was on his lips,
he came face to face with her under
the shadow of dropping trees.
My God was he mad or dreaming I?
The lovely eyes met his with pas
sionate pleading, the sweet red mouth
was quivering, red flush stained her
cheeks, and then she held out her
hands.
heard you were going away
she said. "Oh, Lindsay, one night
Of misery has awakened my soul to
its own weakneSs-awaken my heart
to knowledge Of It's own desire.
Lindsay, if ask you, will YOU stay ~
For a moment he looked at her in
Gilence, a look of contempt stealing
over his face, and then laugh of
bitter mockery broke from his lips.
Lindsay ST. Clair. the master OF
Norwood and all is revenues. is
different man in Miss Huntington's
eyes from the penniless. presumptuous
fool that dared to tell her his love
Huntington, but / fear | must 60"
he said.
All oven the beautiful face swept
eyes met his with a fearless glance.
He went to speak again, but she
stopped him with gesture and turned
haughtily away.
She went straight Go her mother
:" Mother. did YOU hear anything
about Lindsay st. Clair? ~ she said.
Mrs. Huntington smiled.
q / heard he was a richer man than
Vesey Delmarte. ] would have told
YOU last night, only you kept your
room. 1t is not too late. ION have
not accepted Vesey Delmarte. Isabel ~
g Not too late All, yes, too late y
the girl said. and then she lay white
and unconscious at her mothers feet.
Three years later.
Who could believe that waters that
danced all day in the sunlight. could
darken so suddenly, could cry and
moan like living things in torture, as
they beat their wind-lashed breasts
against the reefs and the rocks that
lowered above them
Such storm had not been seen In
the Jersey Highlands for years, the
~0ar of the waters over the reefs and
against the rocks. round the headland.
struck terror to the stoutest heart. and
the lurid lightning lit up the scene at
intervals, while the deafening peaIs Of
| thunder rent the air. and the rain came
| down in torrents, and the vessel lying
| beyond the reefs, but dangerously near
/ them, rocked like a toy boat On the
| hungry waves that leapcd around her,
and then
Boom. Boom Boemr'
The hearts of the people gathered
on the beach stood still, and an awful
| silence fell for moment. ard then
/ ike one voice the cry rang out
She has struck on tie headland
reefs"
My God, men, can you stand idle
when help is needed in tiTae Of dan
ger2'' Lindsay st. Clair cried. a
hundred dollars to any and every man
who comes with me to their aid
Impelled more by his manner than
the promised reward, three or four Of
the men helped him to launch beat
and leaped into it with him.
sly Gcd, st. Clair, you must be
| mad - some Of his friends cried.
There is no hope Of helping them
unless the storm ahaies- Your boat
viii be simply swamped.s
Scarcely making them an answer
| Lindsay leaped into the boat. and
lifting an oar pushed out into the boil
ing waters
Have courage, men, he cried
g" we may vet need help ourselves
1t seemed almost out of human
/ power hut the men were determined,