The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1891-02-20

moncyod man, and Well, Madame
| Rumor did assert that he cared q very
( great deal for money. The girl was IN
| que ton1bly lovely, and No matter;
sho would show Ross Wilde that his at
I ten lions we're di5agroeable 20 Lor. So
( She forgot her mothers warning and
| hirtcd outrageCusly with Bob Lester,
| and numerically suubbcd the poor law
/ yer when ho addressed her, and felt
wretrlea all the while.
! l. was late in the afternoon, when,
! longing TO be alone, she broke away
! from the groups scattered here and there
under tho funercal piuc-plumes, and
| found a secluded spot on the bank OF
! riyule5 that wound its way nOisily
/ through a chasm Of Jagged. sharp
| toothod rocks. and sat down on moss
! covered bos.lder 10 rest.
Tho play OF tie cool water, tho sigh
! ing II the w.ni among the junrlrs Of
tall brakes, soothed her. She partially
closed bor eyes, when
she started 10 her feet, a startled cx-
c.au--ion dropping from her lips. She
had Just discovered that the ruby velvet
pocket that had swavcd from her belt a
short time before was missing. Who're
had she lost it? And, oh, what If IL had
fallen into some ones hands. especially
Bob Testers or Ross Wilde's?
She remembered that her little blue
and-Goli diary reposcd in its depths
and -hc bad been foolish enough 20 iot
down some thoughts concerning the
rivals, never believing it would fan
into tie possession Of either.
What if Bob OF Ross had picked il up.
and No. no; both Of the gentlcmcR
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pry into anoLher's affairs. Still. reason
rs She would, she did not feel quite
easy about Air. Lester. He might not
but
\ heavy footstcp crunching the pine
cones that Uttered the ground fell upon
her ear, and raising her eyes she On
countered the malignant glance Of Bob
Lestgr. What had brought that angry
frown 10 his face? Had he found the
pocket extracted from its depths the
diary, which she had not been wise
enough TO remove, and CLEANED the
truth Of her feelings for him?
lie had, indeed. Some pcrverse fate
had led him 10 the spot where It lay
cleaning IN its brown bed like some
brilliantly tinted bird Of paradise. lie
recognized IL Al once, and. stopping
down, he picked il up, with the inten-
tion OF .oriug il 10 its owner. when
from its mouth the tiny bluc-and-gold
book Slipped out
''L-cy's diary, by Joyer' he ejacu-
lated u II see what she has jottcd
therein"
hith no compuuction whatever no
opened IL, admired the Italian, spidery-
like caligraphy, and then read the items
II contained.
His brow grew dark as thunder
I'D; furious feelings ragged and
secthed within him. lie knew that she
despiscd him and loved his rival. lie
telt Ike rcudiug the tcll-tale pages in
pieces, but he controlled himself and
thrusting the diary back in its reccpta-
Gle e-the pocket lie had recently thought
so prctty-ne hurled II into tho nest of
Unaerlrush from which DE had taken IT,.
Let the aCcursod thing lie there
he Missed; IN confront my lady and
accuse her Of her treacLery."
Lucy's face blanched white as death
as Bob Lester, like some raging demon.
halted ia hcr path.
Grow white, faint 81 you can, you
tr'ac-erous creature" he hissod. With
an the venom Of serpent y have
found you out. lou fiirted with noe. l-F
'le o-. and conldcd 20 your diary that
u } ler. tae last man cu tho face oF tire
Garth, you would not marry INC. More.
yc1 vowed you loved Ross Wilde.
81. uc-ys5 creature, >cora yout Ihate
yoI! Two halr mind 20 toss Won down
among those sharp-toothod rocks, Ya1
deserve such q fate. No. Ysu need not
shrink from uc; I'll not lay hands on
you, but shall try 90 turn the heart Of
my rival against you"
lie was gone, and Lucy sank shivcr-
ing % the earth.
Nv lay did / ever firt with hime~ She
walled 1t was hc@rtless, 1 know, but
! never meant him any harm. Pwul
never cequette again with any man.
She covered her face with her hands
and wept bitterly.
Miss Sherwood -Lucy,n
Al the sound of a familiar voice she
raised her tear-weJ face. This time
Ross Wilde stood before her, and in his
hand She saw the ruby pocket She
began 10 hate it.
He EXTENDED it toward her.
Your property, / believe? Itouad
II probably whore you lost IT,"
She took it, and drawing forth tho
diary. said:
And was there Paul Pry enough
about you 20 make yourself master OF
the contents Of this iournal?"
lie regarded her haughtily.
You are unjust, Miss Sherwood; I
am an honorable man. But" lowering
als voice 'let me congratulate you. l
met Mr. Lester, who informed me
that you had just consented to be his
"lIe. wish you all possible happi-
ness j trust he VIII be as kind TO you
As should have been had sou given me
q O.