Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1896-12-16

SO truly loved in my girlhood subject
ing himself to this awful risk, every
vestige OF the petulant pride that had
dominated me moment before van
ished. only saw my lover of former
days-the only man who had ever
really stirred my heart-in danger.
l leaned forward, holding out
imploring hands to him.
He had already begun to descend.
I bent forward, and tried to reach
him.
His left arm is stretched upward,
gxasping the girders above him.
What is that CLEAN of gold see at
his wrist? Ahl 1 recognize it. My
bangle that he took from me years
ago and had soldered on to his own
arm, A miss Of tears dim my eyes.
lean forward, stretching my arms
toward him.
"stay, Cecil, for my sakel'
How did it happena i could never
quite tell. l missed my footing. For
second my brain reeled; and then I
find myself firmly clasped in his right
arm, while with his left and with feet
and Knees he clings desperately.
"Madge, Madgel" he says hoarsely,
"for Gods sake nerve yourself Cling
to something I cannot hold you like
this long. Try oil you know"
Twill" And I suit the action to
the word by grasping the lower part
of the door sill with both hands.
"Promise me you will not attempt the
descent"
"No, will not, I swearL"
He is still holding me, for my feet
are below tho steps. We are in
hideous peril, but one dare not real
ize it.
/ have cause now to be thankful
that On annual mountaineering IN
Switzerland has strengthened my
nerve and muscle.
Somehow I regain the car in safety.
Cecil is quickly beside me, and then,
oh ! crowning ignominy. 1 fling myself
sobbing into his arms. 1t does not
seem to strike him as strange, for I
am folded close to his heart, and
sootbed and fondled MS 1 used to be in
the old days before be aeft me.
"Madge, dear little girl. you have
not forgotten me after all?"
tNever, never. though 1 tried SO
hard. And you2"
81 tried to when heard you were
fond OF some one else."
'T never was.
"Why did you write as you did9"
81 thought you did not care any
more"
"By tho same mail got letter
from my cousin saying you were en-
gagged to that lanky lrishman, Ma
| lone.
(Which cousin?'
"Gertrude Gray"
"Why, Cecil, she must have wanted
to part us. Yes, I always thought she
cared for you.
He bushes and says: "Was there no
truth in the report about Malone,
Madge?"
.Not word, indeed; and indeed"
He bends and kisses my lips.
"Madge-little sweetheart that used
to loyo mel was going to SEQ Ger
trude this evening to ask her to take
pity on lonely man in the far East.
Shall I go?"
He has to bend low for the answer.
But it is 'tNo," emphatic, though
whispered, and he is satisfied.
Everyone has heard Of the night out
in the Great Wheel.
Sixteen hours! a wearisome time
to many, but We had the story of five
years to tell each other, and plans to
make for the future, 1t was none too
long. Godfrey's band below, brought
close 10 the wheel to relieve the
tedium of the term of imprisonment,
playing wild. sweet waltz music,
formed fitting accompaniment to the
talk in which "Do you remember?"
was ever on our lips.
The brave tar who did climb the
girders, bringing refreshments to the
prisoners, seemed TO take in tho situa-
ton, and offered us his congratula-
tions in the heartiest manner imagin-
able. Cecil was half inclined to be
angry, but happiness won the day,
and he ended by giving the sailor o
most wildly e1travagant "baksheesh. :"
We sent telegram to Aunt Mary,
which she never got, for she did not
go home, as 1 had hoped she would,
but she spent tho night in the gardens
close at the foot of the inert monster.
When at last the word. was passed
up that oil was right and we should
soon move, it was to Is subject of
regret and the descent was oil too
rapid.
Aunt Mary was On the spot to re-
ceive me, full of regrets and commits
Grafton.
'I shall never forgive myself for
not coming. Fancy your spending oil
those hours alone on that most terri.
ble wheel!"
"I was not alone. I met o friend.
You have heard OF MI. Tarquhar,
auntie?"
She had, as having behaved very
badly to mel She gave him o look
which was quite healthily vicious.
81 have not the pleasure OF his ac-
quaintance."
"We must remedy that, Mrs. Earle, +"
he says, pleasantly, "becausc it is my
good fortune to be your prospective
nephew.
She looks at me, fairly puzzled.
"It's all right, Aunt Mary. Up
there people understand one another
better. Perhaps the rarefed mir sharp
ems the perceptions"
Cecil laughs and we all go off to
breakfast ut the expense of the Earl's
Court Exhibition proprietors. Lon
don Answers.
j A Wrecked Fortune.
Bit by bit the immensely valuable
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