The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1894-04-05

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tie matters, so that we may either re
turn to town, or make move to some
where else"
Great heaven, Warrington, I really
cannot bring myself to do her such q
systematic, cruel wrong!" Sir Basi
cried out exeitedly. BLESS her heart
she's as pure as she's beautiful, and
should be wretch of the blacklist dye
did / in any way attempt to sully
that purityw
"Oh, what a rhodomontade, to be
surer'
''It may seem such to your retorted
the young baronet, somewhat hastily.
The creole leaned lack in his chair
crossed his legs and relaxed the mus
cles Of his face.
BASIL" he commenced, after pause
Of some duration, Il am you best friend
and yet you will not see that am such
You are wanting to thrust your hands
into manacles and / am trying to pre-,
vent your so doing. For all this, you
regard me as your enemy, and you are
treating me as such. Very well; since
my honest counsel is not required,
will leave you to work your own ruin
Gus downfall"
So saying, the creole rose with an
Offended air and prepared to quit the
apartment.
Stay, Warrington, I entreatw Sir
Basil exclaimed, starting to his feet
and preventing the creole's retreat. Il
know you are my friend, but"
But what?'
Sir Basil hesitated. He had no self
reliance-nO strength of mind; he was
as straw in the fingers of the creole,
whom he had learned to regard as one
full of experience and wisdom.
Have I not sinned enough already?'
no asked, with white, quivering lips.
std like to make amends for that
dreadful crimew he added, significantly
pointing through the window in the
direction of the green lawn, which row
covered the place where the ornamental
lake had once been. II feel that !
should not like to add one dark deed
uEea ANOTHER. If Gertrude's III. pCrs
be not fit for the society Of the ccuItly
Thong, I will avoid such throng, and
make myself happy with her-by our
own fireside, and amid a circle Of chos-
en- humble friends"
LAY, and lead Darby and Joan sort
of life with farmers and their wives
as your constant companions. Heaven
preserve you. Basil, from such hum
drum existence! Why, man alive, after
q couple Of months spent after the
fashion you describe, you'd quarrel with
your wife for mere pastime-by st.
George, you woodland finish the mat
ter by going melancholy mad and
shooting yourself through the headr'
The young baronet looked uncomfort-
able, and undecided as well. Warning
toms haunting words were beginning
to take effect upon his weak, wavering
mind.
"You know best, Pelham" he said,
after slight pause. shape my at
fairs even as you will, I am sure that
you will study only my interest and my
happiness"
aYou are right, Basil-you ere quite
rightr' the creole returned, in an ap,
parently sincere tone. Trust to my
Judgment, and you shall never have
cause to repent that trust, belteye mer'
81 do believe you, Warrington-I dc
believe your the young baronet very
earnestly replied.
Then the wicked creole and his weak
dupe sat down and together eencOcted
their Infamous plans.
On the morning succeeding the above
described scene, my hero directed his
footsteps toward the cottage of Parsor
Gilruth, who was now confined to his
chamber, a helpless invalid, suffering
Tor Of cont
from many Of the iptirmities of age as
well.
Sir Basil would be certain to find
Gertrude alone, and that there woulc
be no obstacle to the vile project hi
had in view he was equally as certain
He nevertheless faltered little over hi:
mission, for, notwith outstanding the terri
Bile deed he had committed, he was no
In heart a bad man; he was impulsiye
yielding and rash, owning no steadfas
will of his own, but ever ready to fol
low that of another.
Into a sea of guilt Sir Basil had take1
| the first terrible plunge, and now deep
er and deeper into it's dark waters h
was sinking fast. He could not extri
cate himself from them, strive ant
struggle as he would to do SO; so h
| sufferde the dark current to carry hin
onward and onward, making little re
sistance against it's downward sway.
Sir Basil entered the cottage, and a
| he was expecting found Gertrud
alone. He felt rather embarrassed
| and he looked precisely as he felt. HI
went into Mr.. Gilruth's chamber, and
for the sake Of appearance only, 50
down with the old man for a while
Then Sir Basil left him, and sauntere'
into the garden at the back of tn
| house, where Gertrude was engaged Il
attending to her flowers. He was yer.
silent he was meditating by what word
he could win her to his purpose.
Leave those flowers, Gertrude, ant
come listen to me for tfme," he sal
at last ..
"Talk away, Sir Basil, 1 can hear yo
very WELL" she replied, looking up fror
her task, and giving him one of he
sweetest smiles.
mo, no, you cannot, dear Gertrude,
he continued, STOPPING over her knee
ing figure, and gently raising her.
She began to blush anC tremble, an
feeling her cheeks burn painfully, sh
averted her face from her companion
ardent gaze.
Drawing her arm through his. he le
he's towards the little sunpner-house-
spot retired, cmbowered by climbin
plants, by the honeysuckle and tn
sWeetbrier.
"Here we can talk to enc anothe
without any fear of interruption" tn
young baronet added, as together the
took their seats within the shaded II
treat. "YoH know on what subject
am about to speak, dear Gertrude
he asked, his arm gradually creepin
round her waist.
She did not make him any reply
joy ana loye combined together keI
her silent.
%."May go on?" he Intercepted, sof
" drawing her closer to himself.
She remained silent; but her finger
resting in his palm, gave it a fond pre-
sure,
Long ago, Gertrude, 7 told you G
my affection" he went on, Ia tone
somewhat unsteady; "but at that tim
there was an obstacle between us,an
you rejected my offer, and"
And here Sir Basil broke off abrup
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