The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1894-07-18

noticed that he grasped Notwithstanding
| horse whip. / began TO feel some I'M
easiness.
4 trust. Mr.. Jagg'' murmured. that
you-yOu have no objection TO my
marriage with your niece?''
Objection he roared. How do 1
know you haven't a wife already, or a
dozen, for that matter? And in any case,
do you think I'd allow perfidious, sneak
ing little rascal like you to marry my
niece, or oven 10 come within a mile Of
! her now that I've found you out? You
know yourself that when she hears Of
your cOnduct-and she'll hear Of it before
you're an hour Older-she'll refuse to
touch you with a pair of tongs. But
I'm not so scrupulous. and I'll touch
you TO some purpose. I'll teach you to
so about engaging yourself promis-
cuously, my fine fellow I'll write my
opinion of you pretty legibly before I've
done with your And he made frantic
rush at me-
1t pains me. pains me excessively, to
have TO refer to the disgusting scene that
followed, and, for Mr.. Jagg's sake, 1
touch on it as lightly as possible. IL was
shocking to see a man of his age dis
hOnoring his gray hairs and behaving
more like a wild beast than a human
being. Such a sickening display OF the
vilest passions that degrade human
nature ] never witnessed before or since.
1t was not 1 whom he Inundated, but
himself. Nayi he even gave me an
opportunity of showing how immeasur-
ably superior to him / was in true
dignity. for 1 cam say with honest pride
that 1 never struck him single blow
in return. But ii was a terrible exhibit
ton OF unbridled violence. and il panied
me acutely. After the whip was broken.
too, / grieVe to say that he degraded
himself still further by applying his
boot TO me like any coal-heaver. con-
tinuing the brutal sport until the
servants rushed in. thinking that murder
was being done. Then, for the first time
he paused, ordered them TO throw open
the front door, and personally con-
Quoted" me off the premises. As he pro-
PEELED me through the hall, / caught
glimpse of Lilians ghtened face gazing
down upon us from the floor above, and
/ waved my hand in what / meant for
sublimely mournful gesture Of farewell,
but as it is impossible to look heroic on
the top of another mans boot, 1 fear it
did not impress her as l desired. The
next moment L was soaring through the
hall door, and that was the last ever
saw Of Lillian WestbroOk.
Nor have / seen Caroline since the
catastrophe As soon as 1 was able to
move, l went abroad on a protracted
tour, from which l have only just re-
turned-to find. alas! that the idols of my
heart were as tickle as they We're fair.
Within a few months of their engage
ment 10 me. they had actually so COM
pletely forgotten me-nOt TO say them
selves-as to marry, the one a barOnet
the other rising barrister Would that
1 could forget them as easily, but, go
where 1 will. I am haunted by visions
Of the past, ghosts that will not be laid.
Neither in excitement nor solitude, the
two great remedies of those who have
grief to grapple with, can 1 find OBJ
liVion. If l seek distraction amid the
gayety and glitter of society, I am con-
stantly reminded Of my lost Lillian; and
if. in the vain hope of finding peace,
retire from the world to lead a quiet,
studious life among my books, / miss
the sweet cOmpaniOnship of Caroline at
every turn. Mine is no ordinary case
| of broken heart, it is a compound tract
ure-and compound fractures take long
to heal Sometimes l even fear that the
wound is mortal-rm sure modification
set in long agO-and that I am doomed
to fall a martyr TO my cOnStancy. In
any case, I know that never again will
l be the man l was before the occur
renee Of this most unfortunate affair
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