Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1893-09-30
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CHApTER XVII.

committed answered its purpose. After
considerable discussion Sinfre Was ac-
quilted, and Henry's murderer still re-
mains unknown. Even Sinfres strong
nerves were overthrown by the shock of
Johns terrible death, and whether or
not she had previously intended TO chal-
lenge my testimony she let the time
pass by when she could have done SO
with effect. Since then she has remain
ed at Faxon's house, where his wife
waits upon her But today shall speak
with her and learn her mind. What
have done has been done for her--that is
my consolation. Even should she reject
it, ii will be consolation still
Were the past weeks still in the future,
would pursue the same course? Well,
cannot argue from what am to what
was. Up to the time when Sinfre APP
peared my life had been all thought and
speculation. but so far as action was
concerned only dull level of monot-
Onous routine-no memories, no antici-
pations, no events. Then during one fly
ing summer lived through the full
height and depth of my nature. The
action and passion of lifetime were con-
centrated in that little space. The torch
famed up royalty for moment, but now
it flickers. and perhaps it will die ont
Indeed feel an indifference stealing
over me. Few terrors and few joys could
quicken my pulses now. have made
trial of myself, and the result is not very
satisfactory.
thought had in me the making of
great man, but a great man is great for
lifetime. not merely for an hour. ]
have cleared my way and am ready to
begin my career, but now that all else is
won the enterprise is lacking. Some
men, it would seem. are Knocked in their
very creation. They feel within them
tho STRINGS of what seems TO be a
mighty soul They follow its dictates,
and, behold all that fine flame exhales
away and leaves nothing but dust and
ashes 1t was but the specter of a mighty
soul-a will-o'-the-wisp that tempts them
| to destruction.
Yet there is one thing that can re-
animate me ana perhaps stimulate me
to fulfill the destiny had imagined. If
Sinfire gives herself to me, ! am happy,
am in heaven, and the powers of hell
shall not prevail against me. She is my
lifeblood and the breath Of my nostrils
Who she is, whence she comes and for
what end know not, but she has made
herself my earth and my heaven, my
space, my fate Will she vanish as she
| do, oil Il.
but anon the east is afre, and he comes
again. But upon the night of her depar-
ture-if she depart--no dawn will ever
rise
| cannot feel any confidence or securi-
ty. She seems when fix my thoughts
upon her to be far off and still receding.
am crushed down by some nameless
oppression Of evil visions. The ghosts
of my dead brothers seem to be lying in
wait for me in the gloom. But Siniire
can rescue me: her soft white hand can
save me. She is my god; | can look TO
no other. ISit if she fails me, what them
| Well. there is still Saprani.
This little blank book-now no longer
blank-which picked up in an idle mo-
ment and resolved to make journal OF,
has but a few pages left, and when it Is
finished shall not begin another. Sc
does the Creator of men pick up the
white leaf of their ignorant souls and
trace black marks upon it and then fling
it aside. But who reads them? Angels,
perhaps, and sigh at what they read
and devils read them and tear them to
pieces and laugh. But no soul inter.
prets its fellow soul; it cannot even in
terpret itself; it knows that it is no longer
white, and that is all.
Sinfire has been with me, and now
am alone again. My library is cool and
quiet. and the lamplight shines upon the
backs of the books upon the shelves, ant
wonder the door opens into the labora
tory, which is dark, and in these room
my days and years have been spent, bu
not my life-that has been lived else
where. Is it immortal? 1t may be so
but what is immortality to me? VIII j
give me Sinfre?
HAll the obstacles that separated u
have disappeared" said to her. "on
after another they are gone. II there
any other thing to keep us apart, it mus
be in you and nowhere else. You know
why took that sin upon myself. D.
you forgive it%
What SIM? she asked.
Perjury"
"Oh, THAR
Did you wish to die under a false &C
cusation?' said |.
How do you know it was false?" sh
returned.
"At any rate, know it"
perhaps, them" she said, II ma
have wished to save the one who wa
really guilty. Why should | so great
care to live? The man who had give
my life its object was gone. What ha
| to wait forY
Then you loved him stillY' e1
claimed.
She gave me strange look. Love
him still never loved him. From Il
| me first heard his name hated him
Surely you did love him once, onl
asIsve you thought so i'll Of me
,hsty' d. replied, smiling momen
II u,;rlrt hsye expected it Of the judi
| and inry. hut ! supposed your eyes we
,.aener III were man, would beiie'
miracle sooner than in the dishon'
- rke woman ! loved. No, you a
y, xpg. Inever saw Henry Mainwarii
| til Tanap him here:
.. N.ep Nyhy was be your enenyf
man, efin establishment.
As,a -,a,paxse G.he said: ~ will tell "
I;.,Ie ,atosy which viii perhaps he
Won TO ssndsysssnd it. a good maj
years az, - gentleman who ilad a w
- H.. vrlaaghtsr saw another wol
an who < "a ,yeung and wonderful
be,Btifnl a man MAJ love as maj
women as " rleases. Dflt ne can IN
hcror ~ oul v cre at most. 10 All !
- ~ love oez1g Disgrace.
This ct aer VEaz returned his io'
knouing no h. M. and she oeiosgea
r<-,-,le who hsse no social rights. a
Vic nna srs.and losc and hate and
80 rv;ef but no. the niceties pi
ar AT X a time they, too. had . ~
Saro.ta~ But afttr year or Two
oo.ber 4. .rned that though she wa
no.hsr 81 was not wife. And
| died. lut sen It the child 70 n1sn- ~
| ~ the rnan's wife died also. and he
ieft with i,ist wo Daughters lie ed1ica
them both. bu t ne gave the eloer pre-
| dencs over tn younger, who. EnoN,
Il neither whence she came nor tnas
| companion was her sister, scesp'sa E
uosit;ou willing ~ and joyfully, as :
her nature. ~
ESQ they grew M together ana y
l...sts osher well. But one morning