The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1898-03-17

the animals, and mad much ado TO keep
himself from being thrown over. With
Ralph. to think was to act. He flung
himself before the mad brutes. and seiz-
ing the near horse by the bit, was borne
along with them. With one hand he
drew his knife from his pocket, opened
1t with his teeth, and reaching over. he
cut the harness from the off horse. and
touching him with the point of his
knife, the beast gave mad snort and
cleared himself from the carriage. His
strength soon sufficed to stop the other
horse, and delivering him up TO the
care Of half dozen men who had
rushed out from their houses upon the
scene, he opened the door of the car
riage. But at sight OF what it con-
tanned he grew pale as marble and
leaned against the vehicle for support
No wonder he was agitated, for lying
white and still upon the velvet cushions.
her long golden locks streaming over
her shoulders, was the exact counter
part of his lost Marina. The features
the same repose of the face. the scarlet
lips, the soft hair, even the delicate,
shell-like ears were the same.
Good Heaven" he cried ''am
awake or dreaming? Marina, Marina,
speak TO me.''
lis she safe? Is Genevieye safe?"
cried a strange gentleman, Fastening
up. Tell ME, sir, if she is injured?"
Ralph turned toward him. The
sound of a voice recalled him to him
self
II do not think she is hurt. She
must have tainted"
Thank Heaven" cried the stranger,
as he lifted the lady out in his arms,
She breathes. All. she opens her eyes.
Genie, my darling. are you hurt
She lifted her great violet eyes to his
anxious countenance and smiled. The
smile made her so much like Marina
that Ralph could hardly persuade him
self that the dead had not come back
to life.
mo. Guy. | am not injured think.
But fright made me do a very foolish
thing, you gentlemen will think. In
deed. | am not in the habit of swoon-
ing"
You certainly had sufficient cause,
Ralph said. bowling; then to the gentle
man. will you not allow me to offer
you the hospitality of my house to your
wife. until you can get conveyance?
Trenholme is very near, Just behind the
trees, and presume you came from the
village?"
We did. SIR. We are stopping at the
Reef House. | thank you for your cour-
tesy, but at present we will not accept
it. That is. if Genevieve feels able to
walk the half-mile between us and the
hotel. Do you. dear?"
Certainly / would not be a true
Eng shwoman if | could not" she an
swered, with a bewitching smile,
The gentleman explained.
I'VE are English. We arrived at
Portlea two days ago in the Clifton.
My name is Guy st. Cyril, and this is
my sister Genevieve."
Trcnholme removed his hat.
Il am happy to make your acquaint-
ance," he said. "but allow me to tell
you that am Ralph Trenholme. of the
old house yonder on the rocks"
ST. Cyril bowed.
will you walk with rs to the hotel?
| have fancy for becoming better ac-
quainted with you"
Ralph willingly acquiesced. for he
wanted to gain time, and he hoped cour-
age, before he should again face the
wondering family at the Rock. For by
this time they must have missed Imo-
gene and himself, as well as the Sea
Foam.
In spite of all the dread he felt with
in. Ralph Trenholme could not keep his
eyes from the beautiful face of Miss St.
Cyril. Her brother noticed the absorb
ing gaze.
Does my sister remind you of any
one YOU have metz" he asked, little
curiously.
Ralph started conscious OF, and
ashamed of his rudeness.
Pardon me, sir, | have been unpar-
donably rude But think Miss st. Cy-
ril will forgive me when tell her that
she is the exact image of the young girl
! was once engaged to marry. and who
was snatched from me on the day that
was to have made her mine
Miss st. Cyril's face sympathized with
his unwonted emotion.
Did she die?" she asked softly.
Csl "
The girl shuddered and grew pale.
1T is a sad story" said Ralph. hoarse.
ly. Il seldom speak OF II. but | think
| would like to tel it to you. You are
so like her.
ITO BE CONTINUED