Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1892-03-03


shoulders f-t dos. which he hunibly
ofered 10 Michael Rexthurpe ~ a trib-
ute from on who. though ignorant was
a devoted adnirer of learning.
The cunning old man fathomed the
handsome , ,rrster's motive in a mo.
ment. but ht was not one 10 cast away
gifts. even though he felt in his heart
that Hob OF the Butts had magnet in
Sybil Tressiler He received him gra-
ciously and accepted the present.
Sybil and the forester had now many
opportunities of mecting. and strong
feeling Of affection sprang up between
them--not unnOticed by the keen eyes of
Michael.
There were times when he felt inclined
10 rond his Snow white beard with disap-
pointment
And now BEGAN new life for Hob Of
tho Butts. His former sylvan haunts
and gay companions knew him not. for
he became Michael Rexthorpe's drudge.
mere newer Of wood and drawer of
water. and yet he felt that this unac-
customed toll was amply repaid by the
opportunity of breathing his love in
SYPHILIS ear and hearing her shy answer
in response.
One day Michaels countenance was
full of triumph. Il have found themr
cried he. Il have found them. | am
not quite certain of eternal youth. for
that will be gradual process: but OF
tho waters of Oblivion have no doubt.
have however. hit upon sure means
of testing the latter and will do so on
that jolter headed archer and sec II II
will make him forget Sybil."
He FASTENED away to the keeping room
Of the tower with the silver goblels.
each containing small quantity Of some
liquid, pure and colorless rs crystal
Il will quaff youth" said he, while
the archer shall drain the emp Of obliv.
ion to the drcgs."
Meanwhile the lovers were engaged In
earnest conversation beneath n PINK
May tree which grew Oh the south side
of the tower
"li"ve you not made up your mind
yet, dearest SybilT" murinured the arch
er in impassioned tones: "will Won not
exchange this dull tower and the harsh
wor'' of your guardian for the sweet
retreats of the merry greenw0odr
~ le prior of ST. Williston's chapel Ia
ready to JOIN our Dand and my trusty
com ,des Will give yop "A hearty wei
comr Fly with me, then, and do not
vast, your young life here"
FC; awhile the maiden hesitated and
then with deep blush consented to fol-
low her lover
They returned. and IA she entered the
keeping room she SAW her guardian
care.ully placing two silver goblets upon
the liable.
Where hast thou been, gadaboutT
said he, with an angry frown. "and
whcve is that oaf of Il bowman? Send
him hlther and will hasten him up by
partaking of Il cup Of strong waters with
him before ne goes forth on his quest"
Michael placed the goblets at separate
ends of the table and then shambled out
Of the room. AS he did SO the girl
caught malicious twinkle in his eye
which raised her suspicious. and with
lightuinglike rapidity she reversed the
positions of the cups then fastening u
her Lover she whispered few words in
his ear.
He nodded, and in few seconds en-.
tered the room, where the seeker after
the mysteries of the occult was in wait
ing.
You want some venison, ] hear
Master Rexthorpc." said the forester
II can lay my hands upon fair white
doe in half an hour.
IT'S WELL" answered Rexthorpe,
rubbing his hands. but before thou
goest drain this, twill hearten thee up
The forester tossed off the contents Of
tho goblet and was about TO leave the
room when the old man said, Whittier
goest thou, Hob
ITO the broken cross" answered tho
forester.
Good. He hath forgotten all about
the doe" said Michael gleefully. The
potion works already Now for my
change"
He drained off the contents Of the
chalice and fell stricken to death. while
the forester and the maiden journeyed
on to where light aud happiness awaited
them. for love has been ever the spring
of eternal youth. while il is only deaths
hand that can brew the liquor which fills
the cup of oblivion. Sir Gilbert Camp
bell Bart. in Boston Globe.