Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1891-04-29
you have dreamed OF becoming hi

star-eyed senorita?"
Clarence she knew, was some place
In the house, for it was his home more
than hers, she being but a ward of his
father, and she tremblsd lest he and
Alverez should meet ere the latter had
curbed the demon that looked out from
his dark eyes.
AS the fear smote her a clear.
musical whistle in the hall without
pierced through the fury of the tenn
pest, and In another moment the door
opened, the whistle ceased and
Clarence Aram entered.
He, perhaps. was not so handsome
as the Spaniard, but there was that in
his frank, mirthful face which has
won love from women since Time wa.
young-a touch of poetry which did
not mar its strength, strength which
did not scorn the fairer, finer dreams
OF life, sunny temper under which
slept force and power, the lightning
in the summer cloud
He and Cola Alverez had met frs,
a year before in a distant city. They
had grown into friends, and when Cola,
whose land had disowned him as too
turbulent a SON after he had implicat-
ed himself in plot against the Crown,
appeared in the neighborhood of
lClarence's home, that home had OPEN
ed its door to him. and for a month he
had been an honored guest there
Yet as the heavy rains fell on tn.
world outside, and the fierce. frequent
flashes swept dazzling over him. he
watched Clarence enter as ne would
have watched the most deadly foe OF
his life.
The young lover did not at first OBJ.
serve him, but fastened toward Hilda,
with outstretched hands and eyes
alight
"My dear love, are you all alone?'
he asked, softly, drawing her into his
embrace. 'Does not this wild tempest
alarm you? Why, child. you tremble
like leaf. Fie! for a storm that will
pass in an hour, TO quiver sor'
Hi Ia was about to whisper him tha.
she was not alone when Cola Alverez
darting forward caught her by the
| shoulder and tore her from the circling
arm of Clarence.
So unexpected had been the move
ment. so fierce the grasp of the Span
fard's hand upon her, that the girl
gave sharp cry, while her lover
seemed for a moment too astonished
to move.
'.She is miner" cried Cola, in Z voice
that cut through the room like rapier,
although it was not loud; II love her!
L would rather see her dead before me
than in your srmsi Renounce her; she
is mine!"
''Hilda, what does this mean?" asked
Clarence, his face suddenly set and
stern.
| 81 do not understand" she faltered;
''he is hurting me, Clarencei make him
release me; am-am afraid"
Let her go" commanded the
young man to Cola
Il love herr repeated the Spaniard
between his set teeth
'Clarencer
She put out her hands to him with
the hushed cry.
Again he commanded Cola to release
her and again the mad Spaniard re-
fused to do so.
With q muttered execration, hi.
temper aroused at last. Clarence lifted
his ctenched right hand and struck
heavy blow upon the full lips OF Cola
Alverez, which made him stagger bacs
and release the trembling girl.
In an instant the hand of the Span.
| lard was thrust into his bosom, and
with mad spring and the iercest oath
of the Spanish tongue, he was upon
Clarence, one hand upon his throat
the other lifted high above his head,
slender knife grasped in the sinewy
| fingers.
Hilda gave utterance to a shrek
that rang wild and loud through the
building; then a weird, white flame
seemed to envelop her, to fill the room,
to stream, red and binding, upon the
descending blade OF Cola's knife; a
crash which seemed to reud the wcrid
sounded about her, and she fell un
conscious to The floor
When she recovered Clarence was
bending over the sofa on which she
lay, his face as white as death. his
form tremulous, but life still throb-
bing freely in his every vein, love in
his eyes.
Others were in the room, but she
saw only him.
You are safeP" she questioned.
family. Il saw the knife-oh, my
darlinsr' and she clung to him trem-
blingly. 81 thought that none would
come in time to save you, for knew
you were unarmed-"
God saved me-" he said, reverent-
Iy. "Hs is dead, dear, but not by
human hand. The lightning struck
him before be could strike me- l
think the steel of his knife drew it,
Hilda, my dearest one, only you and
know of the madness of his love; it is
a secret known only TO US. loved
him once as brother; he lies below"
Yes" she answered. softly; none
shall know he did not die your friend"
And none did until now--N. Y
Mercury.