Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1898-07-21

| river. stood trembling with impo-
tent fury on the brink, while he MINI
licked my every gesture. There was
wicked lcer in his eye, and his thin lips
were pouted as those of a fish.
IT have spared you this time" he
cried. 'The next, by heaven, if ever
you touch me again, I'll tear you limb
from limb .-.
AS I gazed upon him, still half be-
wildered, the moon clouded, and for a
short space it seemed as if great
ribbed wings had sprouted from his
shoulders and horns had budded on his
forehead. Yet important issues were
at stake, and I felt no fear. I knew
him for coward.
"You have stolen her from me-" he
shrieked. THE woman 1 adored; the
woman who was mine long ere you de-
clared your passion. See, here are
tokens-given but of late"
He drew from his breast a broken
fan and long band of corn-colored
hair, which ghstened in the wan light
as shore glistens newly uncovered
by an ebbing tide.
"These and thousand other toys
she gave me. I was all in all to her
She had no desire 1 might not COM
pass"
Il care not" I whispered, so shrilly
that he heard me above the murmur-
ing of the water. 81 am all content
with the present. She loves me now"
The moon yelled herself again, and
methought the devils wings tapped,
and that he prepared to fly over. In
stead he made foul noise that broke
abruptly in the middle-like the crow
ing of a cock checked by well-cast
stone.
There is mothers mark below her
shoulder, the sign of mulberry the
dame longed for"
"'Tis not unknown to me-" re-
Piled. "At the assembly ball the arm
strap broke"
He laughed mirthlessly. 1.-Two years
ago she retired to hiding place in the
Yorkshire Fells, giving out to her IA
Their that she was visiting her aunt,
Lady Marshweir!"
|
"Another word I come across the
stream and kill you," said.
The word came-the Scriptural
word for her who is a light of love.
Regardless of aught save vengeance,
sprang into the swollen waters. {.
How long 1 struggled I know not,
but in that space the light of the moon
| faded, and the sun shot scarlet beam
across the moor. And all the deviltry
of Jervase's aspect went away, and
he grew wan and shrunken, for he
knew that death was near.
reached the bank and strove to
climb. He stopped and lifted great
stone and flung it upon me, but his
eyes were blinded, and it fell far apart.
! Then, as he stopped again, leaped
| up in the. water and caught his feet
and drew him toward me. Even yet
I can hear his thews cracking, his
hoarse appeals for mercy.
In the river-he knew not how to
swim-I held up his head. 81
WAIST lies you spoke-lies or
truth?'' I asked. : -
"'Twas lies, all les he stammered.
For the love OF Cod
I pressed his face beneath the sur
face. When l brought it up again the
neck was growing limp.
''The fan and the hair?"
1.-THE fan l stole-the hair-I know
not-long ago. he whispered. ERE
l went to The Hague--she was but ten
years old then. For God's-'
There was an alder torn from an up
land pasture coming down the river.
1t danced above the current like boat
in full sail. 1t caught him in it's
branches and bore him away. 1 rose
to the bank and sat watching his arms
amongst the LEAKAGE and listening to
the cries until the thing passed out of
sight. - - 81
So thus, Kinsman Hercules, you have
the knowledge of Jervasc's fate. Twas
specnlated that i'll his disappointment
he had journeyed again to foreign
lands-that perchance the ship he
took had met with some mishap. Ay.
drowned he was, but in flood that
came from the suplands! "A bridged
from 'The Stream from the Lime
stone,'' in New Century Review.
A Willy Judge.
The late Lord Houghton, of England,
was a poet, and considered very i'm