Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1891-08-08

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you slanderodl whose honour you
despisedl Ay! look Ut me Welt your
own heart tells you who ami"
| He uttered low moan and raised his
hand with feeble gesture.
"Fabio? Fabio?" he gasped. HE died
II saw him in his coffin"
leaned more closely over him. II
was buried alive" said with thrilling
distinctness. understand me, Guido,
buried alive! escaped-no matter
how. l came home,-to learn your
treachery and nv own dishonour! Shall
tell you more?"
A terrible shudder shook his Frame
his head moved restlessly to and fro, the
sweat stood In large drops upon his fore
head. With my own handkerchief
wiped his lips and brow tenderly,-my
nerves we're strung up TO an almost brit
tie tension,-I smiled as q woman smiles
when on the verge Of historical weep
ing.
"You know the avenue" said,
"the dear old avenue, where the night
ingales sing? saw you there, Guido
with her!. .... .on the very night OF my
return from death,-shc was In your
arms-you kissed her,-you spoke Of
mc,-you toyed with the necklace on
her white breast!" ......
He writhed under my gaze with o
strong cOnvulsive. .... movement
"Tell .quick" he gasped.
''Does she. .....k know you?"
"Not yeti" answered slowly. ''But
soon she will-when / have married
her"
A look OF bitter anguish filed his
straining eyes. 20 God, God! he ex-
claimed with groan like that Of a wild
beast in pain. "This Is horrible, too
horriblel Spare me. .... spare -"
A rush OF blood choked his
utterance. His breathing grew
fainter; the livid hue Of approaching
dissolution spread itself gradually over
his countenance. Staring wildly at me,
he CROPPED with his hands as though
he searched for some lost thing. l took
one OF those feebly wandering hands
within my own, and held II closely
clasped
"You know the rest" said
gently, ''you understand my VEN
geance! But 1t is all over Guido
all over, nowl She has played us
both false. May God forgive you as
/ do"
He smiled-a soft look frightened his
fast glazing eyes-the old boyish look
that had won my love in former days.
"All overt" he repeated In sort Of
plaintiff babble. "All over, now! God
500. .Fabio. .... .forgive!. ....." A ter
TRIBE convulsion wrenched and con-
torted his limbs and features, his throat
ratified, and stretching himself out
with long shivering sigh. ..... he diedl
The first beams Of the rising sun pierre
ing through the dark moss covered
branches OF the pine trees fell on his
clustering hair, and lent hooking bril-
liancy to his wide-open sightless eyes;
there was smile on the closed lips! A
burning, suffocating sensation rose In
my throat, as OF rebellious tears trying
to force passage. still held the hand
| OF my friend and enemy,-it had grown
cold in my clasp. Upon 1t sparkled my
family diamond ring she had given
him. drew the jewel of; then kissed
that poor passive hand as laid it gent
~ down,-kissed 1t tenderly, rcverently.
Hearing footsteps approaching, l rose
from my kneeling posture and stood
erect with folded arms, looking fearless
" down on the stiffening clay before me.
The rest OF the party came up; no one
spoke for a minute; all surveyed the
dead body in silence. At last Captain
Freccia said softly in half inquirinR
accents,
"He is gone, SUPPOSE"
bowed. could not trust myself to
speak
HE made you his apology?" asked the
Marquis.
bowed again. There was another
pause OF heavy silence. The rigid smil-
ing face OF the corpse seemed to mock oil
speech. The doctor stopped and skill.
fully closed those glazed appealing eyes
and then it seemed to me as though
Guido merely slept and that touch
would waken him. The Marquis
D'Avencourt took me by the arm and
whispered, Get back to the city, AMIGO,
and take some wine-you look positively
i'll! Your evident regret does you credit,
considering the circumstances-butw what
would you?-it was fair fight Consider
the provocation you had! / should ad-
wise you to leave Naples for couple OF
weeks-by that time the affair will be
forgotten. / know how these things
are managed-leave 1t all to me-"
/ thanked him and shook his hand cor
daily and turned to depart. Vincenzo
was in waiting with the carriage. Once
/ looked back, as with slow steps left
the feld;-a golden radiance illumined
the sky just above the stark figure
stretched so straiehtly on the sward;
while almost from the very side OF that
pulselcss heart little bird rose from Its
nest among the grasses and scared into
the heavens, singing rapturously as IL
few into the warmth and glory OF the
living, breathing day.
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