The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1892-09-11
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yourseii sWlnoIeu Dy every trickSter
who can make them his victim. Such
adulation you have striven for in vain.
Did / still love you as I thought that
darn night 1 closed the tavern door. and
did still wish you happiness as then;
would tell you where to seek for It..
Not here; not in continuing an illicit
union already damned, or by patching
1T with some false ceremony; seek IT,,
myquondam friend, in the approbatio OF
your conscience, that never failing
heavenly guide. No? Then you are a
fool; In the face of death 1 condemn YOU
as fool"
God. how despise yoa," she Kissed.
~ would yield my lie ten thousand
times rather than yield you one small
satisfaction"
Eyes, you may call me what YOU
please" she continued with infinite
contempt, yet no words of yours, nor
no invention of mine can express how
unutterably loathe you, you inhuman
wretch"
Ceases" cried Horton "you silly fool"
and saying so. he plunged the dazzling
blade into her side.
"Then followed scene too terrible; so
horribly painful the murderer dropped
the dripping knife and fled; not think.
Ing OF the awful deed, that would ever
brand his name with its heinous crime:
but OF the gentle sacrifice whose life
blood gushed upon her snowy bosom and
down among the rose leaves scattered
on the floor.
Through all she never made an out
cry; only sobbed in agony without
moan.
Thus .hoy found and raised her.
with strenuous effort she tottered
step or two forward; vacantly reach
ing out her stained white arms, i'm.
ploringly crying:
% God, DO merciful to me, and give
me peace. Let me lie down in the shade
OF the trees. where the matchle ss oaks,
the evergreen pines, and the gently
reckoning willows may be my compan-
ions; and there may be my rest
"All was over. She fell into her attend
ants arms, q strange, happy smile on
her face, = look of moral triumph in
those eyes whose magic depths had sub
Jugated thousands and won heaps OF
gold in sim"
The stranger had ceased speaking, his
ci6 II sending up thin stream of bluis
smoke.
The grave digger stood sol,n My for a
few moments silent.
"She must have been q brave woman
to ia xe death like that" at last he NUT
tered.
''She was beast" replied the
stran., Or, tossing the half.burned cigar
into the new-made grave.
"You seem to know heap abont all
that story said the grave digger sua-
piciously.
The stranger turned upon the man
threatening look.
"You are fool" he said, turning hur-
riedly into the deeper shade Of the
grove
For the chimes again tolled firth
from the tower. the minister and black
cortege advanced from the church and
massed about the grave. Standing with
uncovered heads. those who had gath.
cred there saw tie body lowered t. its
enduring rest and heard the final words
pronounced:
MAN that is born of woman has
but short time to live and is full OF
misery. for he cometh up and Is cut
down as a flower"
The strange man passed softly out of
the quiet yard, avoiding observation,
hast 3ned to his team standing close by
the gate. His face was set IKE steel
as he whipped up The span of spirited
black horses and drove rapidly down
the pike.