The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1896-08-09
VOICES of THE MIGHT.
gv STOCKTON Arson.
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what alternative could there be? Love
begets love, and he loved her, oh, so
much, more than ever woman was
loved before, thought Mr.. Bolton, UNI
conscious that something over million
young American gentlemen think the
same thing every year.
Al last lie fell into a gentle sleep and
awoke in the morning with a mind re-
freshed, cheerful heart, and a de-
termined win. He lay for some time
maturing his important plans for the
day when he became aware of a GER
tam sound unpleasantly familiar to
every person who has ridden much in
sleeping cars or lodged in thin-parti-
toned hotels. Mr.. Bolton propped him
self on his elbow and listened so in
tently that his very breath ceased.
There was no doubt about it; it was
there, regular as the swing of the pen
dulum, distinct, sonorous. 1t could not
issue from that next room; it must be
old Iverson; but Mr.. Bolton reminded
himself that Mr.. VERSIONS room was
down stairs at the furthest extremity
of the house; he had been taken there
the ! revious afternoon in order that he
might cleanse himself of his travel
stains. And again fatal memory pre-
Guided tie suggestion that Mrs. lver-
son was the offender, for Bolton had
gone to that good lady's room one Sun
day afternoon to get an advantageous
view of the sunset; that room also was
in distant quarter of the house. No,
there was no other sleeper near. His
own room and the one adjoining were
the only chambers in this wing; be-
meath them were the sitting room and
library; beyond them the broad At
lantie. Obi yes, the truth must be
admitted; this abhorrent noise came
from that room, from hers. She, the
idol of his heart, the substance of his
dreams, the pinnacle of his hopes, she,
Millicent Renwood, was snoringi
The indubitable conviction of the
ugly fact crashed in upon him! At first
he lay rigid, and then new and panic
fear got hold upon him. He remem-
bered that snoring people have a habit
of rising creacendo. He must get out
of his room. out of hearing; and he
must do it quickly, without a mo-
ment's delay. He sprang out of bed
and began to dress himself with phre-
netic haste. The fresh morning air
blowing through an open easement
chilled him so that he closed the win
dow hastily. 1t grated in its frame
and came down with loud noise. In
stantly that horrible measured sound
ceased the racket of the closing win
dow had awakened her. He breathed
a sigh of relief; at least she had not
snored.
The cause of his distress being re-
moved, he became little calmer; while
| dressing he tried to argue down his
lqualms. After all, this unpleasant dis
lcovcry was not detrimental to the char
acter of the fair one. She was not
responsible for this unfortunate habit;
4, it was only scurvy trick of nature
| But it was no use. The tragedy lay
in that very admission, that it was her
nature to practice this nocturnal eXcr-
else 1t was her nature to snore! just
so: it was also her nature to be beauti-
/ full and surprisingly loyable. 1t was
/ just for her nature that he had loved
Il her, and here was a CHASTITY flaw in her
nature. If her affliction had been Oh
any other sort .he could have borne it
He had known women with slight de-
fects in feature or manner which were
lost ia their general charm of person