The River Falls times. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1894-1933, 1898-03-15

it several times in my life"
81 sbould think so. Well, Helen Full
ton. you know something about me that
no one else knows; you can keep 1T to
Yourself or not, as you choose. | VIII
tell you something more. That man has
ruined my peace; he has destroyed my
confidence in my wife. A terrible
temptation to leave them there to per-
ish beset me last night, and but for you
I should have been q murderer. You
do not know how deeply grateful am
for my salyationr'
THANK you. And if you will allow
me to offer you a bit of advice keep
quiet on this matter: the boat drifted
away from the reef, you know"
.But this man-this Moor, as you call
him-what became of him?'
"Ah! You want a more ven
geance, do you?"
81 want to know W -. - cent??
Gle went in the d11 ion Of Portlea.
| know no more. d. cease me fur
Their. I must dress for dinner" And
she danced away.
Ralph went to his room, and sinking
on his knees he thanked God from a
full heart that he had been saved from
this terrible sin. BY and by he re-
turned to the parlor, and sitting down
beside his mother he told her the story
of the st. Cyrils Mrs. Trenholme lis
tened with interest, and was delighted
when he had closed.
"Then Marina was of noble BIRTH
she cried, delightedly; "and it was no
mesalliance for you to love her, Ralph.
Poor child! We must have her brother
and sister up here at once.
Gust my own thought mother" then
turning to Imogene, "Have you any OBJ
lection to offer?'
None she answered coldly; "Mr.
Trenholme's friends will always be well
come at this house.
So after dinner the Trenholme car
riage and Ralph went down to the Reef
House and brought up Mr.. and Miss St.
Cyril They met with cordial well
come from Mrs. Trenholme and Agnes.
But when Imogene was brought face to
face with Genevieve, the agitation of
the naughty woman was something al
most appalling to witness. She turned
white as marble, her eyes glowed with
feverish fire. But in a moment she re-
covered herself and babe Miss st. Cyril
welcome with a grace that few could
equal.
Time passed. Still the st. Cyrils lin
gered at the Rock They were pleased
with America, and Ralph would not lis
ten to them when they spoke Of going
away. His mother was delighted with
the brother and sister; it was very
pleasant to have such distinguished
persons for guests 1t gratified the
pride of the good lady.
Before a fortnight had elapsed Guy
st. Cyril was in love with Helen Full
ton. And such a life as the gay girl led
him! His tenderest speeches she
laughed at; his flowers she made into
wreaths to deck Quito, and when he
asked her to walk or ride she said she
must stay at home and finish a pair of
stockings she was knitting for her papa.
But one day, by some stratagem, he
beguiled her out to ride. They had not
gone mile from the Rock before she
challenged to a race She rode Agnes
horse Jove, and Guy was mounted on
stout but by no means agile beast
that he had taken at random from the
stables.
The road was smooth and a. little de-
scending. Helen gave the word, and off
they started. She did not put Jove up
to his best pace, for she wanted to be
near enough to witness Guys discom-
future when he should discover that his
horse was not built for speed They
swept down the hill at an easy canter,
down to where the highway was crossed
by brook that was spanned by a stone
bridge. Helen was looking back laugh
ing at the sorry figure Guy cut with his
heavy going horse and did not perceive
that the late rains had torn the bridge
away, until she was on the very brink
OF the gorge. 1t was too late to wheel
her horse; she gave him the bride,
closed her eyes, and he leaped the
chasm. Guy came up on the other side
and hesitated. Helen felt reckless.
Hat she called out to him, $50 you
are afraid There is ford few rods
above, where you can come through and
not get drowned. The water isn't more
than two inches deep. I'll warrant you
thatp