Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1898-03-23
CHAPTER "


A year and a half had passed which
Lord Arleigh had spent IN desultory trav-
cling. 1t was the end of April, a spring
fresh and beautiful. His heart had turn
ed to Beechgrove. where the violets Were
springing and the young larches We're
budding; but he could not 60 thither-the
picture gallery was a haunted spot to him
and London he could endure. The fash
kanshls intelligence tod him that The
Duke and Duchess of Hazelwood had ar
rived for the season, that they had had
their magnificent mansion refurnished,
and that the beautiful duchess intended
to startle all London by the splendor end
variety of her entertainments.
In sheer wantonness and desperation
he went to Tintagel, having, as he
thought, kept his determination to him
self, as he wished no one TO know whittier
he had retreated. One Of the newspa-
pers, however, heard Of it, and in a little
paragraph told that Lord Arleigh OF
Beechgrove had gone to Tintagel for the
summer. That paragraph had one unex-
pected result.
1t was the first of May. The younk
nobleman was thinking of the May days
when he was a boy-of how the common
near his early home was yellow with
gorse. and the hedges were white with
hawthorn. He strolled sadly along the
seashore, thinking of the sunniest May
he had known since then, the May before
his marriage. The sea was unusually
calm, the sky above was blue, the air
mild and balmy, the white sea gulls cir
/ ced in the air, the waves broke with
| gentle murmur ON the yellow sand.
He sat dow.a Va the sloping beach.
| They had nothing to tell him, those roll
| ing, restless waves-no sweet story Of
/ hope or of love, no vague, pleasant har-
mony. With n deep moan he bent his
| head as he thought Of the fair young wife
from whom he had parted forevermore,
| the beautiful, loving girl who had clung
! to him so earnestly.
, "Madaline, Madalinei" he cried aloud;
and the waves seemed to take up the cry
they seemed to repeat "Madaline'' as
they broke on the shore. "Madaline," the
mild wind whispered. 1t was like the
realization of a dream, when he heard
his name murmured, and, turning, he saw
his lost wife before him.
The next moment he had sprung to his
feet. uncertain at first whether it was
really herself or some fancied vision.
j "Madaline," he cried, lis it really you ~
Yes; you must be angry with me, Nor
man. See, we are quite alone; there is no
one to see me speak to you, no one to
reveal that we have met"
She trembled as she spoke; her face-to
him more beautiful than ever-was raised
to his with look of unutterable appeal.
You are not angry, NormanY"
mo, 1 am not angry. Do not speak to
me as though l were tyrant. Angry
and with you, Madaline-always my best
beloved-how could that be?'
Il knew that you were here" she said
Il saw in a newspaper that you were go
ing to Tintagel for the summer. 1 had
been longing to see you again-to see you
while unseen myself; so I came hither.'
MY dear Madaline, to what purpose ?
he asked, sadly.
Her face was suffused with a crimson
blush.
Norman" she said gently; sit dow1
here by my side, and l will tell you VIII,
i have come"
They sat down side BY side on tn,
beach. There was only the wide blue SKY
above, only the wide waste of restles.
waters at their feet, only a circling SCI
| gull near-no human being to watch tn,
, tragedy Of love and pride played out b,
tn esea waves.
II have come" she said, ito make on,
, more appeal to you, Norman-to ask yol
to change this stern determination whicl
is running your life and mine-to ask vol
to take me back to your home and you
heart. For I have been thinking, dear
, and do not see that the obstacle is sucl
, as you seem to imagine. 1t was q terribl
wrong, n great disgrace-it was a crue
, deception, a fatal mistake; but, after all
. it might be overlooked. Moreover, Nor
u-ha 40 mn wit
? you not promise to love and to cherish, t
protect me and make me happy, until
died?'
Z YES" he replied, briefly.
'Then how are you keeping that prom
, ise-a promise made in the sight Of heay
= en?"
/ Lord Arleigh looked down at the fail
pure face, a strange light glowing in hi
| own.
1 MY dear Madaline," he said, you mus
t not overlook what the honor of my rae
r demands. l have my own ideas of wha
4 is due to my ancestors; and cannot thin
. that 1 have sinned by broken vows.
1 vowed to love you-so I do, my darling
t ten thousand times better than anythin
s else on earth. l vowed to be true an
= faithful to you-so / am, for l would nc
even look at another woman's face.
n vowed to protect you and to shield you
d so I do, my darling; l have surrounde
Il you with luxury and ease"
: What could she reply-what urge G
4 plead?
d $50, in the eyes of heaven, my wife.
& cannot think l am wronging you"
"Then," she said, humbly, my comm
a here, my pleading, is in vain"
u Not il vain, my darling. Even tt
d sight of you for a few minutes has bee
d ike a glimpse of Elysium."
n "And l must RETURN" she said, 'as
came-with my love thrown back, n
y prayers unanswered, my sorrow redo'
bled."
= The words died away on her lips. h
J, turned aside lest she should see the tren
e bling Of his face; he never complained
Il her. He knew now that she thought hi
hard, cold, unfeeling, indiferent-that 81
;. thought his pride greater than his low
y but even that was better than that 81
Il should know he suffered more than u
did-she must never know that.
t When he turned back from the tossir
y waves and the summer sun she was gon
4. CHAPTER XXI
l. It was q glorious September, and Il
Scottish moors looked a. they had n
= looked for years; the heather grew
J. rich profusiou, the grouse were paentif'