Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1896-09-17


have gone, Eustace; not until the SHY
has sailed"
"sailedi What ship| ! exclaimed,
turning to Grant.
"Viola sails for America next week,
Some friends of her mothers 1.-Two In
New York; she goes to them"
I walked across to Viola. why do
you go7" l asked fiercely, She seemed
to trcmble at the change In my voice.
repeated the question.
II am too near-too near TO Eng
land" she said, In a low, panied voice,
"Too near to me, you mean?"
eyes! There must be thousands Of
miles between u.s.
I stamped In my rage. ! was tried
past endurance. Her one thought-her
only wish seemed to DO chat Of avoid
ing me.
Cor / cried, "and may I never gaze
again on your false fair face! Go! and
carry with you the memory of the life
you have ruined, the hopes you have
blighted, the love you have thrown
away! Cor
I turned on my heel, but in the small
mirror over the Fireplace I saw Viola
rise, pale and tottering. / saw Grant
place his arm round her and support
her.
IL can not bear It," heard her say.
IT can bear all for his sake, except his
reproaches. Eustace, when am gone
let him know all. Not until am gone.
Julian, farewellW
I turned at the last words. Viola
was passing through the doorway, I
sprung forward, but Grant checked me.
The tears were rolling down his
cheeks.
mo-" he said. leave her. No good
can be done. You will kill her If you
see her again. Julian, leave the house
for an hour; they will be gone by then,
Trust me-believe me, 1t is better so"
"But am to be told everything%
eyes, when she has left England"
"No, now! Tell me now! Whatever
1t may be that divides us, I can sweep
1t away. I can hinder her from going
can hold her to my heart and keep
her. Speak! II you are sworn to keep
her secret awhile, for my sake, for her
sake, break that vow, let me know
everything this momentW
He laid his hand on my shoulder
Julian, my poor fellow" he said In
a voice full Of feeling. re you have
any hope abandon 1t. No love, nc
power on earth can bring Viola back tc
your
His words seemed to turn my hear
into lead. l said no more, but, obeyinJ
his request, left the house But walt
ed at the roadside for the carriage Il
pass; l would catch one more glimpse
Of Viola before she left me, as Gran,
predicted, forever.
At last the carriage passed me. Violl
saw me; our eyes met. Her look wal
one of hopeless, yearning misery. Sh'
made faint movement as II about u
stretch out her arms, then In a mo
ment passed from my gaze. And THU
was our farewell!
Conquering the impulse which urget
me to rush after the carriage, tear m!
wife from 1t and swear she should no
leave me. 1 turned away and strucl
down toward the coast.
Here / wandered about until late a
night. Then, weary and miserable,
dragged myself back to the farm.
Grant, with face full OF anxiety
was awaiting my return. ! threw my
self into chair, buried my face in m!
hands, and, believe. sobbed. TIL
disappointments Of the day, the threat
ened hopelessness Of the future, hai
completely broken me down.
felt as a man must feel who Is o.
the verge Of suicide.
"Eustace," cried, "can you give m
no hope?"
my poor boy, 1t would be cruel b
deceive you-noney'
groaned. LET us go away" I said
"Come with me to England-to Lon
don. shall go mad and throw mysel
over the cliff If / stay hereV
The next morning we started 70
England.
lTo BE CoNTINUEDl