The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1894-03-16
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And the chamber easement IL once
more closed. The lieutenant drops to
the ground. casts u lingering look up
ut the window. and then hastenH away
TO gladden. his widowed parent with
his unexpected presence.
Sir Gasil DOvctree vas lifting alone,
thinking Of beautiful Gertrude Gilrltl,,
when Pelham Warrington, who hatl
Men strolling through the village Of
ltavenmarsh, broke II. upon him.
| Tie creole threw himself III II chair,
with hasty exclamation. He looked
disapE Ointed and ycxed.
1.-THE arrival Of the girls lover is rath.
or m awkward event ut the present
moment, isn't lt?" he said.
The young baronet almost staggered,
cr:" he asked, in confused syllables.
HE has returlled!" stamMcrcd the
other, in blank dismay II do not un.
dcrstand YOU"
IN hasten to explain myself" War
riLgtcn answered. II have an odd hut
successful mode of picking up oil sorts
| OF intelligence" he added, taking sn,lff
ut intervals. and lcisurely delivering
his words. This morning, my beari,
most Obstinatcly resisting my Wallets
razor, paid visit to the barber Of
Ravenmalsh; and while the fellow was
manipulating my chin, / contriveti to
draw from him some of the latest
news of the place."
well, well" cried Sir Basil, writh-
ing with Impotence to hear all the
other had to tell.
Amongst other matters cOmmuni-
Gated to me. learned thtt q certain
Lieutenant Bal'lrick, who, you relncm-
Der, Is engaged to be ma .ried to Ger
:11de Gilruth, had just come home
fem sea-"
Home from sca:" repeated Sir Bas-
IL Dovctrec, his face becoming white
as his snowy rltfles. his faculties I'LL
dazcd. Il did not know that he was
expected home. Il" !
"rhc swain's Christian name Is Rog-
err" pursued the creole, with sheer
ing laugh. "Unpoctical, isn't it?"
What more-Mbat morc:" the 9TH
er demanded, in voice made horse
with agitation.
II fancy I've told you enough al
ready" Warrington drily rejoinetl,
watching his cOmpanicn's working fe,,-
tires
TOO mUch-tOo much, by far" re-
turned Sir Gasil. almost choking with
CIR Ction, and Clcncll;ng his hands.
"Ycs, this Roger Baldrick will be
somewhat in the way. fcar," said the
cree lc, slowly and musingly.
MAY the furies seize him." broke
forth the young baronet, nearly beside
himself with jealous rage.
"Amen, to that prayer!' the other
responded. Roger out of the way
again, the coast were clear, and the
maiden our own"
Sir Basil started up, and began to
walk backward and forwards, from
one end Of the apartment to the other.
He was no longer pale; two red spots
We're burning on his cheeks, and his
powdered hair was an tossed awry.
But he looked handsomer III this state
of mental disorder than when he was
calmer. Warrington was thinking as
much rs he watched the large flashing
eyes, the classically chiseled features,
the broad chest. the finely-l. odcled
limbs Of his once blase friend.
What are we to do, Warrington?"
the young baronet inquired, abruptly
ialting before the creole, his whole
frame quivering with excitement. II
cannot lose Gertrude-I will not. Des-
pite a thousand Roger Baldricks, I will
call her millc."
But how?"
"You-you ask that question, War
r1ngton-you, who have pledged your
self to assist me in this matter?"
"True! But the aspect of affairs has
suddenly changed, my friend. We have
certain Roger to contend with now"
Sir Basil stamped his foot upon the
floor, and uttered IN imprecation which
cannot be repeated here.
II thought l had FRIEND" he said,
after q pause, and with reproachfui
look.
"And you have still such, BASIL"
the creole rcjoined. I'm ne you behold
the st: ncllest fritnd y III ever knew"
ingly.
You do not appear to credit my
werds?"
~ must have acts-worls are mere
breath, proving nothing
"What would you have me do? can
not exterminate this Roger to oblige
yoa; the law would not allow the
actor else
| "Or else, whatY'
"Or else there should exist no rival
'twixt yourself and Gertrude Gilruth,"
respt nded the creole, significantly
touching the hilt of his sword.
Sir Basil impetuously flung I'D his
hands, and dropped into a chair, re-
peating the old cry; helplessly asking
| what lie VAS to do?
Away to London, and there forget
your pretty rustic
LAY! there IRE scores of lOvelier Wo-
men than Gertrude Gilruth to be found
in town."
"Illerc brcathes rot n byelier one
iii all the world, Warrington" returned
the young baronet, with great enthus-
ttzm. "My Gertrude has not an equal
rEcE the face Of the earth!'
The creole smiled and leaned back
In his chair, tapped the lid of his Jew
cled snuff-box. This love is sad sort
Of sickness, BASIL he said; The is a
lucky fellow who can escape catching
the lnalady. Well, I praise the gods
l can defy oil the women in creation,
for there Is not enc amongst them who
ccIld make my heart thrOb whit the
faster than 1t does Mt present"
Warringtm's companion was not
listening, his senses were absorbed in
jealous, melancholy thinkings. He was
earnestly and honestly in love with
Gertrude, and lie was ready to make
every sacrifice to obtain her. Sir Basil
was unused to gapLcintment In any
shape, and he was CALLED at this his
hearts first defeat. He Lad no parents,
no brothers or sisters to claim a place
In his affections; hence the sudden and
firm hold which Gertrude's charms had
taken Of his unoccupied, sensitive
breast. He, the petted child of for
time, could not help chatting under the
unexpected frustration of his wishes,
He had supposed that his gold would
purchase for him all his souls fondest
desires, and, 10! it had achieved for
him nothing.
The longer he pondercd over his pas.
sion and its utter hopelessness, the
more despairng and wretched he grew.
"Take heart" said Warrington, not
ing the young baronet's depression:
I'VE may yet contrive to Dust this Rog.
err Baldrick."
"How-how? eagerly cried Sir Basil.
Il cannot say by what means we
may accomplish the matter; but rest
assured of this much, I shall hesitate
at nothing that will serve to assist