The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1892-02-25

them, the sound Of heavy steps hurry
ing up from the shore reused them; and
both ladies gazed with wondering eyes
at Kenmore. as he burst into their pres
ence, then stopped stock still, lingering
his blue bonnet which he had snatched
from his head, and "elowering" las he
himself would have said) at his lady
strangely.
~Well, Kenmore!" said Lady Inchcape.
ayou wished to find US, did you not?
What is it? Why! how bewildered you
look! Kenmore-what is the matter?"
She rose quickly, drawing Viva with
her; with arms twined round each other
the two beautiful women stood wonder
ing; but Kenmore seemed to find it hard
to speak.
How changed the stern old face was!
how the keen eyes blazed! how pallid the
brown cheek! And why should he gaze
at Lady Inchcape with that wild look?
Speak, Kenmore!" cried my lady, in
sudden panic, there is more SORROW
some one else that we love-oh, Ken
more, my husband is not-dead?" she
shrieked, swooping forward to him.
INA, ma, Leddy Inchcape: God Forbid"
at last he found voice to say, a very
broken voice, and accompanied by a
very exulting smile; "it's no i'll news,
me Teddy: it's the bonniest news-it's-
och! l Gamma wait to brak it sma'; he's
here himself" and the words came out
with a roar of irrepressible joy, and the
old Highlander threw up his bonnet in
the air and laughed aloud.
Strange! the same wild rapture trans
IF nd
daughter, the same question burst from
them simultaneously:
"He is here. Who?"
"An' wha but DOR ain Lord Inchcape,
come to his ain true leddy?" cried Ken
majestic figure strobe into the middle of
the group, hands outstretched to Lady
Inchcape, proud face pa.e and beseech
ing, and somber eyes fiery with passion
ate love.
@My true wife!" he began, but she did
not wait to hear his pleadings! her eyes
met his in one wild, questioning look,
and she was in his arms with such q
strange, piercing cry.
All, poor wife!
They were alone, and seated hand in
uduus SGlil Ill Viva uclIs luz UOGu Juc
witnesses Of their meeting had vanished
at once, Kenmore wiping his eyes on his
bonnet, and Viva strangely torn by con-
flicting grief and gladness.
Forgive her! for she had believed for
one unutterabIy blessed moment that
Edgar was alive and had come back to
her!
She soon laid this pang along with the
sorrow in her heart; and then she could
rejoice with her beloved step mother
with all a deeply generous soul.
This, then, had been the sorrow which
blighted her life-a misunderstanding
between her and her husband.
All! how could he have doubted her.
Lord Inchcape and his restored wife
could not feast their eyes too much upon
each others long unseen faces.
"Ah. how you have suffered" muir
INJURED Lady Engelonde. in her sweetest
tones, and she smoothed, with her small,
thin. burning hand, the deep lines craven
upon the forehead which she had last
seen as smooth as her own.
"But you-but you, my Engelonde, oh
Heaven! have come too late?" exclaim-
ed Lord Inchcape in gathering dismay;
"are you dying, my wife? dying just
when l have awakened from My fatal
when we might be happy
again?"
He gathered the shadowy form of his
injured lady close to his strongly beating
breast: he scanned with infinite pity and
anguish each trace of the grief which
was consuming her; he lifted her trans
parent hand, with the fever-rose burning
in the palm, to examine it closely: and
then he strained her to his hungry heart
with passionate cry of rebellion.
Il will not give her up now. l cannot"
said he: and then his kisses fell like rain
upon her mute, smiling face, upon the
dark eyes which hungered no more, upon
the worn cheeks, which grew rosy under
them; and he pleaded with her, eagerly.
hOtiy. as if she, poor, loving mortal, held
the key Of life in her hand!
"YOu will not leave me, Engelonde?
Say it. dear; you could not, now that we
have got each other back again?"
She drew long sigh, and nestled in
his arms like one weary to death who
had reached the desired haven at last.
leave you, my husband:" she said,
"Oh. l could not, could not!
Surely l may live now! No, no, no, not
death now, oh, let me live to drink
little more of this sweet happiness! For
am happy, my lord: your restored love
IS divine eliXor which pours new life
INTO my veins: why, how could l be i'll
when my heart is bursting with joy?"
and she wept some of earth's sweetest
tears
After a long rapt silence she spoke
again.
MY lord. tell me the good news Our
enemy has spoken at last, then? You
are indicated? You will once more
lake your place in the world? Tell me
Ill, Raleigh, no romance was ever so en-
to me.
But my lords brow clouded.
mo, sweet wife, Colonel AccringtOn |
las not spoken; he has died like das-
ard, with his guilt uncOnfessed,"
said he.
HE is dead?" faltered my lady, paling |
~and your vindication is hope !
ess! Oh, my lord!"
She wept, pressing his hand to COM
ort him: but suddenly started from his |
Tide as new thought struck her.