Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1894-10-19

sufferings AMI humili tions of which l
have n presentment, 1 am so much afraid
Of myself, that offer you and give you
your liberty. prefer this horrible
grief, but which is at least open and
noblel 1t is no snare that I set for you,
believe me! Look at me, seldom weep.
The dark blue of her eyes was bathed
in tears.
| bag of you, if it is so, profit by TINS
moment. for, if you let it eScape, YOU Will
never find it again.
Eu2ene was little prepared for TINS de-
cided proposal. The idea OF ore KING Oh
his liaison with Cora never had entered
his mind. This Ii ,ison seemed to him
very reconcil bic with the sentiments his
wife would inspire him with.
1t was at the same time the greatest
wickedness and the perpetual danger OF
his life, but it VS. also The excitement,
the pride, and the magnificent voluptu-
ousntss of it.
He shuddered.
The idea of losing the love which had
cost him so dear ex lsperated him.
He cast burning glance on this beauti-
full face, refined and eXa tel as that OF
warning archangel.
"My life is yours" be said. How
could you have alarmed yourself, or even
thought of my feelings toward anothert
I do W at honor and humanity command
me-nothing more. AS or you-l love
you-undei stand that.
"Is it tiue?" she asked. 1T is true! l
believe you"
She took his hand and gazed at him
moment without spe king, her eyes
dimmed, her bosom palpitat!ng; then
suddenly rising, she said; -,
My beloved, you know 1 have guests.
and sa'uting him with smile lett the
little room.
This scene, however, left disa?reea-
bic impress on on tie mind o. Eugeno
| Cleveland.
He thought Of it impaientiy the next
morning while trying horse IN central
Park-when he suddenly found Llmse1
face to face with the ex private secretar-',
! Oscar Slyme.
He had never seen this parsonage since
the day he had ventured to make love to
his wife.
Tie park was almost deserted at this
hour. Slyme could not avoid, as he had
probably done more than once, encount-
ering Cleveland. .,
Seeing himself REQ nized he sluted
him and stopped, with an uneasy smile
on his lips. ,
His worn black olt md doubtful linen
showed poverty unackno wedged but pro
found. Eugene diI not notice these de-
lis. or hi; natural generos ty prob blg
would have been awakened an have
curbed the sudden indignation which took
posses on Of him.
He 1eigned in his horse sharply.
"Ah, tits you, Slyme?" he SAID. 1ou
have left Boston, then? What arc you
doing now" ~,
Il am looking for a situation, Mr.
Clevland," slid Slyme, humbly, who
knew his old rival too well not TO read
clearly in the curl of his mustacLe the
prognosiic of a storm.
And why," said Eugene, do You not
return 10 Your trade Of locksmlthF 1o'
are so skillful at it, The most complI-
Gated locks had no secret for you.
Il do not understand your meaning,
murmuled 81 me.
"Ah, liar as we'll as picklock, eh ::
and throwing out these words with ar
accent of withering scorn, Eugene, str k
ing HIM one sharp blow across the fac
W til his ding whip, TRANQUILITY paSse'
on at O walk.
Instantly the fice of the ex-secretar,
became ghastly white, save only Tor tn
fiery red mark across 1t. A look OF NOR
tai h tired came into his eyes. lie gaze
af!er the slowly Teireating form OF I'd
horseman until bend i'll the road MA mn
from view; then kissing ont the words
You shall pay dearly for that, Eugen
Cleveland" he turned an buried away