Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1896-05-14

scene, he opened the door OF tie cAg.
riage' But at sight OF what II con.
ea1iNid he grew pale as marble and
leaned against the vehicle for support
NO wonder he was agitated, for lying
white and still upon the Velvet sdshIona,
her long golden locks streaming over
her shoulders, was the exact counter.
part OF his lost Marina. The features
the same repose Of the face, the scarlet
lips, the soft hair, even the delicate,
shell-like ears were the same
Good Heavenw he cried, lam ]
awake or dreaming? Marina, Marina
speak to me"
rs she safer Is Genevleve saie?"
cried strange gentleman, hasteninL
up Tell me, sir. II she is injured?"
Ralph turned toward him. The
sound OF voice recalled him to him
SELF
II do not think she is hurt. She
must have tainted"
THANK Heavenw cried the stranger,
as he lifted the lady out in his arms
She breathes! All, she opens her eyes
Genie, my darling, are you hurt"
She lifted her great Violet eyes to hill
anxious countenance and smiled. TIL!
smile made her so much like Marina
that Ralph could hardly persuade him
self that the dead had not come back
to life
mo, Guy, am not injured think
But fright made me do very foolish
thing, you gentlemen will think. In.
deed, l am not in the habit of swoon.
ing"
You certainly had sufficient cause"
Ralph said, bowling; then to the gentle
man, "Will you not allow me to offer
you the hospitality Of my house to your
wife, until you can get a conveyancei
Trenholme is very near, just behind the
trees, and presume you came from the
village"
1--WE did sir. We are stopping at the
Reef House. thank you for your cour-
tesy, but at present we will not accept
1t. That is, II Geneveve feels able to
walk the half-mile between us and the
hotel. Do you, dear?"
Certainly. I would not be a true
Englishwoman If I could not" she an
swered, with a bewitching smile.
The gentleman explained.
I'VE are English. We arrived al
Portlea two days ago in the Clifton
My name Is Guy st. Cyril, and this Is
my sister, Genevieve,"
TrenhoIme removed his hat
81 am happy to make your acquaint
ance," he said, but allow me to tel
you that am Ralph Trenholme, Of tho
old house yonder on the rocks"
st. Cyril bowed.
Twill you walk with us to the hotel
l have a fancy for becoming better ac
quainted with you"
Ralph willingly acquiesced, for h
wanted to gain time, and he hoped cour
age, before he should again face tn
wondering family at the Rock For b.
this time they must have missed limo
gene and himself, as well as the Ser
Foam.
In spite Of all the dread he felt With
in, Ralph Trenholme could not keep hh |
eyes from the beautiful face Of Miss St. |
Cyril Her brother noticed the absorb
ing gaze.
docs my sister remind you Of any
one you have metz" he asked, Iittls
curiously.
Ralph started, conscious Of, and
ashamed Of his rudeness.
Pardon me, sir, have been unpar-
donably rude. But think Miss St. Cy-
ril will forgive me when tell her that
she is the exact image Of the young girl
was once engaged to marry, and who
was snatched from me on the day that
was to have made her mine"
Miss st. Cyril's face sympathized with
his unwonted emotion.
did she die?" she asked softly.
Eyes, she did. She was murdered"
The girl shuddered and grew pale.
1T is a sad story" said Ralph, Eoarse-
ly. II seldom speak OF it, but think
I would like to tell it to you. You are
so like her"