The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-08-31

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"Yes, but, Vincent, man like this is
equal to taking unusual means TO crafty q
personal spite. All night was haunted by
his face and dreamed a horrible dream,
which seemed like a horrible reality. 1t
was in a gloomy room at night and with a
sneer of triumph on his countenance, this
man stood looking down on your dear dead
face o, Vincent, Vincentl l see the Wis
| ion yeti"
She leaned her face in her hands aud
Sobbed in utter grief.
"rhere, there" he said. "Do not let
these shadows affect you So"
Notwithstanding Kate Mallory's fears, the
summer passed away without any serious
attempt against the peace Of mind or body
of Ormsby by his vindictive fellow studens.
| Vincent and Kate were together a great
deal; they walked and talked together, and
were happy.
Ormsby, however, found time to give
earnest attention to his studies, and he
never failed to attend a lecture at the mel.
ancholy old mansion. Jeckel said but little
| to him, but bis apparently Indifferent man
ner scarcely concealed his intense hatred,
and it was evident that he only waited for
the opportunity to give violent expression
to it.
One night. in the beginning of autumn,
| several students we're gathered after the lect-
ure, in the musty old parlor, and among
them were Ormsby and Jeckel. 1t was q
little conviyial occasion, 10 honor Of one Of
the students. Jeckel had partaken rather
freely of wine. and had not that command
over himself which usually concealed his
sinister character from ordinary observers.
This night there was devil lurking in
his eyes, and the flash Of his white teeth
under his black mustache was fearful to look
upon. He endeavored to draw Ormsby into
! quarrel by directing sneering remarks to-
ward him, which the latter affected not to
nnhiNa lint. tho hard.aaf HY,aa ahOrt bis
mouth and the widening pupils of his eyes
showed that he exercised no small control
over himself. At last Jeckel made an in
sulting allusion to Kate Mallory. This
raised the tiger In Ormsby, and. unable to
control himself, he sprang at him, and with
all his strength hurled him headlong 20 the
floor. Jeckel quickly arose, though nearly
stunned by his fall, his face livid with rage.
He pulled from under his coat a knife, curv-
ing cruelty 90 its sharp point, and rushed
flercely on Ormsby, exclaiming:
"I'll cut your heart outm
He aimed the glittering blade at Orms-
bys breast, and 1t would have Jared badly
with him had not fellow student grasped
Jeckers arm and wrested the weapon from
him.
Seeing his opportunity for wreaking his
vengeance foiled for the present, Jeokel
assumed an appearance of composure.
Bidding the company good night, he said,
grlmly:
"Mr. Ormsby, l shall have the honor OF
returning the compliment on some other
occasion"
Vincent remembered the look he cast on
him as he went out, and the warnings of
Kate came back to him.
He said nothing to her about the en-
counter. and though Jeckel assumed to have
forgotten all about the affair when they met
again, he kept wary eye on him. He knew
that this man only awaited his chance for
revenge.
November came, and with it call on
Ormsby TO visit city some distance away
on a personal business matter relating to
some small property In which he was In
terested. 1t was the 18th of the month and
Ormsby announced to his fellow students
that he would be back in time for the lecture
on the 30th
The night before his departure he went to
see Kate. She was somewhat Ill, which
perhaps increased her nervous fears. She
was dreadfully apprehensive of some i'm
pending misfortune. Her mind kept dwell
ling on the Jeckel, as though he ia some
way was their evil genius.
When the time of parting came she went
out on the porch with him. She shivered as
she came into the chill November air. He
pressed his lips to hers. then hurriedly strode
off into the night. AS he turned in his walk
to take last look at the dwelling that held
his love he saw her at the window gazing
out into the darkness, the light on her
golden hair forming an aureole about her
beautiful head.
| All during his journey this picture dwelt
| before him, the picture of the woman who
loved him, peering forth into the night to
| get last sight OF his retreatinR form; and
all night long above the rattle of the wheels
and the rear of the train he heard the last
words Of the woman he loved, the sweetest
muSic to mortal ears.
Whon he raachad his destination he fOund
that he could not complete his business
| there, but would have to visit several other
cities distant from each ether, 80 that he
would be travelling most Of the time, and,
consequently, unable to hear from Kate.
This was an unhappy circumstance to him,
and it troubled him exceedingly. He wrote
to her from every point at which he stopped,
but he could give her no definite informa-
ton where to direct letter that would
reach him.
1t was near the end OF the month before
he could start on his return journey, and it
was the evening of Nov. 80 when he arrived
home. All during his homeward journey
he had been haunted by vague PRESENT.
| ment of evil. Perhaps 1t was simply de-
preston of spirits caused by his sleepless
nights and the gloomy weather; besides, he
had not heard one word from Kate during
| his fortnight's absence.
He saw by his watch that by making
! haste he would be able TO catch the 80
O'Clock train for the village where Katie
lived. 1t was lecture night, and, notwith-
standing his eagerness to profit by every
chance for instruction, he determined he
would forego the lecture and hasten Co the
one whose dear presence and loving words
were the Joy Of his life. He felt that she
could dispel bis gloom, and he fondly pict-
ured the sweet meeting.
lie reached the station just one minute
too late, and as the next train left two
| hours later he found he could not make the
desired visit that night. Disappointed he
| left the railroad station and turned his
steps toward the old house where be had
promised his fellow students be would be
present at the lecture on this night. His
lodgings were in distant part Of the city,
50 he determined be would attend the lecture
before going 20 them.
1t was a dreary night, the last in Novem-
| Der. The sky was overcast and the wtld
walled mournfully around the street o1r-
nsrs. Vincent felt a heAViness OF heat, a
dread foreboding that he could not account
fOT He reaohsd the gloomy old house aus
shook the rusty old knooker on the anti
quated door. AZ be wa I'D for admission he
looked up at the forbldding front OF the
ancient building, which seemed 10 look
down On him With dread, Dminous ozpres-
sion.
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