Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1894-04-19
AT WAR With HERSELF.
The Story Of WOman's AtOnement,
by Charlotte M. Braeme.
CHAPTER XXXIv-ContInued.


give mey'
She never forgot the face raised to
hers.
Eyes" he replied, 81 will forgive you
as heaven forgives those who ask for
forgiveness. will forgive the most
cruel treachery ever practiced on NOR
tai man. will not leave you in enmity,
for shall never look upon your face
again, Lady Charnleigh-never again. +"
"You will not go away" she pleaded,
wistfully. you will remain here, and,
in the years to come, be my friend"
"How cruel-how selfish you beauti-
full women arew he cried. mo, | shall
not remain here, Lady Charnleigh; |
shall 90 far away into the outer world,
where your face will not haunt me. "
She chung to him, pleading, trem-
bling
DO not leave me, Bertram-do not
20. How shall live-dear heaven!-
how shall live without you?"
"You should have thought Of that
before" he replied. why should |
remain near you? Rather let me go
and forget that one so fair and false
ever lured my heart from me. shall
bid you farewell forever, Lady Charm
leigh"
She was weeping so bitterly that in
sheer pity he unclasped the hands that
held his arm 81 tightly, and placed her
on the Undiscovered fallen tree.
Il will say good-by forever. ! ct me
look once more at the eyes | thought
all truth, at the lips | thought all
sweetness, at the face thought all
beauty, at the woman whom believed
to be as noble as she is beautiful but
whom | find false. Farewell, sweet
face! You will haunt me until die.
Farewell, my lost love-my fair false
love- Farewell forever"
He turned away abruptly one word
more and the strength Of his manhood
would have given away, He walked
on with hurried steps, never pausing
to look behind him, his face white and
rigid, his lips set, al his quiet ease
and carelessness gone from him-a
desperate man, whose heart was broken,
and whose strength had left him-all
unconscious that the woman for whom
he would have given his life lay sense
less among the hareballs, white, cold,
and motionless, as though she were
dead.
There was but one course for him.
and that was to go abroad-to plunge
at once into the midst Of activity, con-
fusion and excitement. His brain
reeled. his head burned his heart beat
with great irregular throbs; he dared
net stop to look his sorrow in the face
She was a So to him she had lured
him on, yet had never intended TO
marry him. That ono palpable fact
darkeled the face of the summer
heavens for him throw funeral pail
over the fair smiling earth-gave him
loathing for life too great for words.
She, SO fair, with the sunny, radiant
face and light heart she whom he had
thought half goddess, half woman,
wholly charming-had proved herself
as false as the lightest of her fair, false
sex. Henceforth there could be no
womans love for him-no smiles, no
SCOTT words, no pretty, deceitful charms
He had done with 1t all. A woman's
love had darkened his youth and
bhghted his life. He would have no
more OF it..
= Stern, angry pride kept him from
giving way to despair. He was indig-
nant with the wounded pride of man
who has trusted in vain. His resolve
was taken even us he walked home
from Crown Leighton, He would never
see it more, never again look in the
face of its mistress, but go far away,
where his sorrow and his love would
be hidden from the eyes of men,
He kept his resolve. When he
reached Weldon, Captain Flemyng
made many inquiries as to his sudden
determination; h9 received the most
abrupt answers. Sir Bertram would
say nothing but that he had received a
sudden summons to go abroad, and
could not delay. At first Captain
Flemyng was amazed, and then a glim-
mer of the truth dawned upon him.
"Leonie has rejected him, he said,
"and it is for his sake-to save him
pain that she wishes our engagement
to be kept a secret.
That conviction made him very kind
and considerate to Sir Bertram. He
assisted him in his preparations - he
drove him to the station he begged of
him to write.
q cannot promise, replied Sir Ber-
tram. "a great sorrow has come to
me, and it has unnamed me. If in
after years | can live it down | will
write to you. If you never hear from
me again you will know that my sorrow
can never die"
Long after he had gone those words
haunted Paul
1T seems very strange, he thought,
that love should cause so much misery.
One fair face breaks many hearts.
He waited long weeks and months
for news OF his friend, but none came;
and Captain Flemyng knew then that
he had not lived his sorrow down.