The Penn's Grove record., 1897-10-01

Q lurid CLEAN shot from his ewes. In
dicativc of such hatred and despair n,
appalled, his cousin. ''Geotfrey. yoT
have taken from me all that makes liz,
valuable. You have destroyed all IN,
hopes Of the future. You have con.
demned mo to hell, when, but for YOU.
L might have had heaven"
Cousin Roger" replied Godfrey,
his natural spirit beginning to over.
come his amazement, 81 hope Won are
talking mere nonsense. But If Won
mean anything by this rigmarole I ex-
pect you to explain itat once. Speak
out, mani"
'You have robbed me Of Berenice
hollands love-" said Roger, with a
lowering eye. Had you not come
here she would have accepted me.
Now she has put me aside for you."
Roger" returned Godfrey, seri.
ously, tell me, on your word OF honor,
were You sure that Berenice loved you
before / came?"
Roger paced to and fro along the
edge OF the sea wall, looking gloomily
down upon the quaking sands, answer.
ing nothing for some moments.
NO." he muttered, finally, as il
preforce. "No; she refused me more
than once. But, nevertheless, / should
have conquered her opposition in time
but for you; you who have won her
away from me-"
Geoffrey confronted him with an
angry frown. "And you, whom she
has nev liked; whom she has refused
again and again, even according to
your own story, wish to drive me away
make me relinquish my hopes Of
happiness, that you, who have not
been able to win her, with all your
opportunities, may continue to perse.
cute herl No, Roger, understand me
plainly. If l were to crawl away
meanly at your request, and, as 1 take
it, your threats, ] should be as low a
coward as you are"
The cousins were standing facing
each other upon, the very edge of the
sea wall, against which throbbed and
dubbed the fatal Shutdown Sands.
HYou refuse to go away and leave
Berenice Tolland to me?" Rogers |
voice was scarcely audible, but the ex-
preston of his face was terrific in its
Il do refuse, Roger" was the firm
''and you ought to understand
that / should be less a man to do
"Then die and find your grave in
Sundown Sands,' cried Roger.
himself upon Godfrey and en-
leayoring to hurl him over the wall.
But Godfrey had been, in a measure,
prepared for the onslaught, and the
cousins, locked in a desperate embrace
waved to and fro upon the very brink
Il the fatal quicksand. The struggle
vas as silent rs it was deadly. No
no sound, except the hoarse
,asps OF the combatants interrupted
he fatal contest. Finally, G~eoffrey's
DOT slipped over apebble and he stag
cred backward. With a bitter curl
I the lip, and a savage heave of the
houlders, Roger cast his opponent
oward the edge of the wall.
Godfrey fell backward, and, with a ,
lid clutch, found himself hanging
alf over the wall, with his feet within !
n inch of the deadly sands. Dragging /
imself desperately up, he fell pant. q
lg upon the edge of the parapet. !
Rising to his knees and looking !
bout him he was amazed to find his '
nemy nowhere in sight. Getting 6
pom his feet, he rubbed his cramped !,
mbs and cried out: =
Cousin Rogerl Where are you'll" .
Here, Cousin Godfrey" was the <
d reply, sswh re 1 deserve to be-" ! !
Looking oyerthe sea wall he beheld a
oyer standing ankle deepin the Sum T