Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1895-04-04
CHAPTER XIV.
B~arrfngton's Assailant.

CHAPTER XIV.
Barrington's Assailant.
II will not have been forgotten that
we last left Noel harrington in a stu
alton which was, to say the least OF II,
anything but pleasant.
Not willingly did we desert Emme-
lines most chivalrous friend, but were
compelled to IL by the urgent necessity
which commanded that we should fol-
low the young lady and Mr.. Nicksey
to the latter's residence.
The hands which had so suddenly
and rudely grasped u commercial
traveller were the property Of Edwin
Forester.
The doctor had been to visiH a pa
tent in that neighborhOod and was
returning slowly toward his home, his
head cast down. and Borrowing that
his every hope Of happiness in life was,
as he believed, forever wrecked.
For his every hope had been placed
on Emmeline; his love for her had
been his one great Joy, his incentive for
exertion; that, for her sake, far more
than for his own, he might achieve
fame. and with it the ample compe-
tence which, In his profession, is the
almost invariable accompaniment Of
renown.
And with almost overpowering rapt-
ure his heart bounded with the on
viction that she on whom he doated
had accepted and returned his passion
she had inspired.
And he had been so elated, so full Of
pride, that he had won the love of one
so beautiful and pure OF soul.
But now he had been brought almost
to curse the beauty which had enthrall-
ed him. and to hate himself because,
knowing now that her seeming inno-
cence had been all a snare, since he
had obtained proofs, apparently so
strong, that she was vile and treacher-
ous-he hated himself. we say, that,
do what he might he could not shake
her from his thoughts, nor drive her
image from his heart
Passing along, lost in his own
wretchsd thoughts, oblivious Of all
around and about him, he was awaken
ed from his sombre reverie by that
voice alone when could have had the
power thoroughly to arouse him.
And his brain whirled, his heart
throbbed wildly as, with that sweet
tenderness with which n had been
wont to utter his wi name, he heard
Emmeline pronounce that OF Barring
ton.
For a moment he stood In complete
bewilderment, gazing on the supposed
rival. whom he had been SC terribly
anxious to discover. and who was now,
at last, so strangely revealed to him,
and given to his vengeance, by the per
fidious woman who, for that heartless
rivals sake, had Tilted an honest lover
had sported with his devotion, basely
deceived and given him to eternal
despair.
Such were the rawlings Of Edwin's
frenzy; how cruelty unjust were his
conclusions. the reader needs not to be
told.
Perhaps he mcrited something Of hi:
torture for his lack of faith, since
true lover is expected to doubt the evi
dence of his senses, when they wou'd
witness against the object of his adorl
ton.
Edwin Forester had been e~ntreateC
by Emmeline to suspend his judgm n
of her, aud had refused and scarcely
now deserves our pity for his suffer
ings.
Recovering from his momentary stu
por, the unhappy lover saw the coaci
In which he knew that Emmeline wa.
seated moving away, and Nickse,
sprawling and shouting on its roof.
What has she become? Intoswha
hands has she fallenT oh, heaven!'
he raved aloud.
And then turned his attention TO
ward harrington, who was about Il
follow the coach, and intercepted him
as we have seen.
Happily Emmeline had ont Perceive,
her despairing lover. for she needed no
the additional trouble his presenc,
th7re would have been TO her.
Neither had she been seen by Edwin
who had eyes only for his rival; Moth
had she recognized that the coach VA
his uncle's. nor that Jarvis himself va
the driver; and. for Jarvis himself. W,
know how he had been employed, AM
how earnestly he had been engaged.
Edwin had not met, but had over
taken the coach; and, OF hearing EN-
meline's voice, his steps had been ar
rested as IL by magic.
1t Is very certain that TX uncle ant
nephew had recognized each other. tn
hackney carriage had not numbered Oh
Its way to Nicksey's house and tn
day would have come when that cir
cumstance would have been regretted
by none more deeply than by Edwil
Forester himself.