Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1895-01-05
ominous and distant shouts were growing

lominous and distant shouts were growing
louder and more insistcnt.
4 forgot, . she sohbed. Here is fare
well present for you. Keep it in memory
of me-
And thrusting her hand into the bosom
of her dress she drew from it a little pack
ct, which she gave to him. Then once
more they kissed and chung together. and
in another moment she vanished back into
the snow and darkn passing out of his
sight ard out of his life, though from his
mind she could never pass
"A farewell present. Keep it in mem
DRY of me. The words yet echoed In his
ears, and to Leonard they seemed fateful
IA prophecy Of utter loss. Signing heavi-
ly, he opened the packet and examined its
contents by the feeble moonlight. They
were not large-a prayer book bound in
morocco, her own, with her namo inside
it and a short inscription beneath, and in
the memorandum pocket of its binding a
lock Of auburn hair tied round with silk.
An unlucky gift" said Leonard to
himself. Then putting en- his coat, which
was yet warm from James shoulders, he
also turned and vanished into the snow
and the night, shaping his path toward
the village inn.
He reached it in due course and passed
into the little parlor that adjoined the bar.
1t was comfortable room enough, not
withstanding its adornment of badly stuff
cd birds and fishes, and chiefly remarkable
fer its wide old fashioned fireplace with
wrought iron dogs. There was no lamp
in the room when Leonard entered, hut
the light of the burning wood was bright,
and by it he could see his brother seated
in a high backed chair gazing into the fire,
his hand resting on his knee
Thomas Outram was Leonard's elder
by two years and cast in more fragile
mold. His face was the face Of dream
err his brown eyes were large and re-
Elective, and the mouth sensitive as q
child's. He was scholar and philoso-
pher, a man of much desultory reading,
with refined taste and really intimate
knowledge of Greek gems.
rs that you, Leonard" he said, look
ing up absently. Where have you beens"
ITO the rectory, answered his brother
shortly.
what have you been doing theres',
do YOU want to know
..Yes, Of course. Did you see janet
Then Leonard told him all the story.
What do you think she will do?'' asked
Tom when his brother had finished.
Given the situation and the woman, it
is o rather curious problem"
1T may be, - answered Leonard, ''but
as am not an equation in algebra yearn-
ing to be worked out don't quite see the
fun of it. But if you ask me what think
she will do l should say that she will fol-
low the example of everybody else and de-
seTt me"
You seem to have poor idea of wom-
en-, old fellow. l know little of them my
self and don't want to know more But
have always understood that it is the
peculiar glory of their sex to come out
strong on these exceptional occasions.
Woman in our hours of ease, etc. y
We'll, we shall see But it is my opin-
ion that women think great deal more
of their own hours of ease than of those of
anybody else, Thank heaven here comes
our dinner''
That night the brothers resolved to
make last visit to their ancestral home.
Then they swore upon an ancient Bible
never to return to it till they could call it
their own.
On the morrow they went to London
and waited there awhile, but no. word
came from Jane Beach, and for good or
i'll the chains of the oath that he had
taken riyeted themselves around Leonard
Outram's neck.
Within three months of this night the
brothers were nearing the shores of Africa,
the land Of the Children Of the Mist.
Ito BE CONTINUED