The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1892-05-01
QUIXARVYN'S RIVAL.


Zoyland 500 of the beaten rebels lay i'm
prisoned.
The scene inside the church was awful
In its weird impressiveness. 1t might
have been gorge of the lost souls in the
Inferno. The lurd glare Of few
torches which were stuck at intervals
against the pillars revealed the forms of
men sitting and lying on the seats and
floor in every attitude of detection and
despair. Up and down the aisles the
iron shod heels of the sentries rang upon
the pavement.
The greater part of the prisoners were
silent, or only moaning with the pain
OF recent wounds; some were praying;
one was raving, mad with terror. And,
/ In truth, he and his companions had
good cause for fear, for their conqueror
was Feyersham, the general of the
| Royaists, whose only mode Of dealing
with rebel was to hang or shoot him
without more ado, and vino was only
waiting for the daybreak TO begin the
work OF slaughter. A few only kept
their resolution-among them two who
were sitting togethers in the shadow of
the pulpit steps. Both these men had
been conspicuous in the fight, and both
knew well that they must die at day
break
The elder of the two was q man Of
about thlrty-fve, with a powerful,
thickset frame and strong and rugged
features; bad man to have against one,
one might say. He was by trade horse
breaker, and great part of his business
was to break in the wild colts of the
marsh. His companion was some six or
eight years younger. His figure was
tall and slight, but finely made, and his
face was singularly handsome. He was
the swiftest runner IN the west of Eng
land, perhaps in the whole kingdom
His name was David Dare; that of the
elder man was John Qui1arvyn. Both
were natives of the town of Axbridge,
but until the day before they had been
strangers to each other. Chance had
made them comrades in the contest,
where they had fought side by side and
where the same troop of Royalists had
seized them both.
The two were silent. Quixarvyn had
pulled out short black pipe, had filed
and lighted it, and was now smoking
TRANQUILITY. His companion had also
pulled out something from his breast
but it was not pipe; it was the portrait
of beautiful young girl. He took a
long look at the lovely face-s look
which said farewell
Quixaryyn watched him. In the dim
light in which they sat he could not see
the features OF the portrait, but he
guessed how the case stood.
Poor fellow" he said, with more
tenderness than would have been ex-
pected from his looks Then, after a
minutes silence, he went on, as much TO
himself as to the other: And yet my
case is harder. was in love-I am in
love, God help me.-and | also have her
portrait in my breast. What would |
give if could look on it as you can look
ON yoursp
Dare looked at him with interest.
What" he said: "have you also the
same trouble-a poor girl who will go
distracted when she hears of what has
happened to your
NO" said the other bitterly, ''she
will not go distracted; she has had
enough of NE. And 1 shall have the
pain of dying unrevenged upon the
knsve who robbed me of herr"
1t was strange to see how in mo-
ment his eyes had grown ablaze with
passion. The young man looked at him
in establishment
"Who was it," he inquired.
"Who was it," echoed the other. Do
you think, if knew that, that should
now have cause to writhe at dying with
out crying quits with him? No, / do
not know him only know she loved
me-that she cooled toward me-that,
when asked her plainly whether she
had found younger and better looking
man, she confessed that it was true, and
threw herself upon my generosity TO set
her free from our engagement | did so
in frenzy of mad passion. But when
asked her for his name. she would not
tell me, fearing. | daresay, that might
twist his neck. l should soon have
found him; but then this war broke
out, and in my rage | could not keep
myself from rushing to the fight to cool
my blood with blows. And so here
am-going to be shot at daybresk- But
| swear 10 heaven. if only had that fell
low IN my power for one brief minute,
could die oontented.h
you are right" said the other; 81
should feel the same
Quixarvyn drew portrait from his
breast, and held it out to his companion.
Look he said, ais this face to jilt
q mani-though it is one 70 drive him
crazy. Let me look at yours-it Is not
more innocent than this one, l dare
swear"
The young man took the portrait. and
at the same time handed Inn his OWE
Each looked in silence st the portrait II
hiI hand-in a silence of amszement, CT
stupefaction- The two portraits reprs-
sented the same person,
QuixaTvyn was the first to break ths
silence.
'WbatI- ne said drawing a deep
breath and bursting into low laugh, /
which was both fierce and glad, .'yeu,
was IL To think that that have found /
you after all! Fate is kinder to me than
/ fRnc;ed~