Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1892-12-20

across tho lappets. A rovulsion of feel
ing came TO my soul and drove away all
my fear. had seen that aelf same shnc
white and iriisoiled twenty years before.
whom vain, vain Rose danced among
her reapers vt the harvest homo. And
my voice cried ont In ecstasy: Rose.
heart Of mine! Delight of all the worlds
delightsl"
She stood before me, wondering.
amazed. Alas, so changed The red Gnd
yellow silk shawl still covered her shoul.
ders; her hair still hung in those eldrltch
curls. But the beautiful face had grown
wan and tired, and ncross the forehead
were drawn lines like silver threads. She
threw her arms around my neck, and
pressing her bosom heavily ON mine
sobbod no piteously that grew afraid
for her and drew back the long masses
Of hair which had fallen forward, AMI
kissed ngnin and ncnin those lips that
were too lovely for sinile. Never came
u word OF chiding from them. Love"
she said. when she had rogained her
breath. "thc past struggle was sharp and
| torturing-the future struggle will be
cruoler STILL What n great love yours
was to wait and trust for so longl Would
that mine had been as POWERFUL Poor,
weak heart that | could not endurc~
The tones OF wild fear throbbcd
through all her speech strongly, but yet
with insufficient power TO prevent her
| from feeling the tenderness Of those mo-
monts. Often timorously raising her
head from my shoulder she looked
around. aud then turned with soft.
inarticulate and glad murinur 10 hide
her face on my bosom. | spoke fer
venily: told Of the years spent away
from her; how, when working IN tho
diamond fields. aho had ever boon pres
emit in my fnncy. how NJ night her name
had fallen from my lips In my only
prayer: how had dreamed Of her among
the greatest In tho land-tho richest.
aud dare swear tho loyeliest woman in
tho world.
grew warmer still. All the gladness
which Ind been constrained for so long
now burst wildly from my bps; myriad
Of rich ideas resolved into words which,
being spoken, wovo one long aud deli
cious fit Of passion. ~ we stood to-
gother the moon frightened aud filled
tho chamber with Light like the days.
The ridges Of the surrounding moorland
stood out in sharp relief.
Rose drank In my declarations thirst
fly, but soon interrupted me with u
hea, : sigh. "Como away" she said
softly. ~ no longer live in this house.
You must stay with ms tonight. This
place ~ 40 wretched now, for time, that
In YOU ard mo has only strengthened
love, has wrought much ruin here
Half lonning on me she led me from
the precincts Of Breton hall. We
walked IN silence over the waste that
crowns tho valley Of the Whitclands,
md being near the verge Of the rocks
saw the great Pine wood sloping down
ward, lighted near us by the moon, but
soon lost IN density. Along the mysicri-
GUS line where tho light changed into
gloom, intricate shndowa Of withcrel
summor brncken struck and rcceded IN
n mimic battle. Before up lay tho
Priests' cliff. Tho moon was veilod
here by n grove Of elms, whose ever
swaying branches alternately increased
and lcssened her brightness. This was
u place OF notorioty-a veritable Col
gotha--a hnunt tit only for demons,
Murder and theft had been punished
here, and to this day Preside stories arc
told Of evil women dancing around that
Druids' circle, carrying hearts pluckod
from gibbeted bodies.
"Rose," whispered, ''why have you
brought mo heref
She made no reply, but pressed hei
head moro closely to my shoulder
Scarcely had my lips closed than .
sound like hiss OF, Il half strangled
snake yibrated among the trees. 1t grew
louder and louder. A monstrous shadow
lowered above.
Rose from my bosom murmurod
'Lovo Is strong us DEATH Love Is strong
us DEATH"
l locked her in my arms so Tight,
that she grew breathless. "Hold me,
she painted. you are strong"
A cold hand touched our foreheads, 0,
that benumbed we sank together 20 ia,
ground. TO fall instantly into dream
less slumbcr.
When | awcke the clear gray light O
the early morning had spread over tn
country. Beyond the hall garden IN,
sun was jrst bursting through tn
clouds md had already spread u lonl
golden haze along tho horizon. Thu
babbling Of the stroamlet That runs dow
TO Halkton was 80 distinct that It seemed
almost at my side. How sweetly tn
wild thyme Enellcd! Filled with the ten
7 der recollcctions OF the night, withou
turning j called Rose Pascal from he
sleep.
0 Sweetheart, sweetheart, wakenl wax
0 en-! wakenl Sec how glad the worl'
: lool,s--see tho omens OF happy future!
0 No answer came. sat up, and look
0 ing around mo saw that was alone. 4
r square stone lay near. When tho SUI
}, was high crept to read tho inscription
= carved thereon, Here, at four eros
t paths. lieth, with stake through IN
bosom, tho body OF Rose Pascal. Who II
o her sixteenth year willfully cast ava!
4 the life God gave. "--R. Murray Gil
u christ in National Observer.
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