Waterbury Democrat., 1901-01-30

his despefate. eyes feaeted on her sweet, love filled face. Evelyn, dar- ling" gentle glow showed in his face like the flame of his inward, spirI itual fire, 'sthere was never the slight- est hope for our love, but had there been, this would have killed it. You have been only hopeless dream to me. I have been unworthy of even your faith in ne; this is the end: my struggles were great enough be- fore, my burden is now too heavy to bear. Without gleam of hope can not move-I haven't that"
 She gazed at him steadily, her glance continually softening.
 q shall be t1ae 70 yod Erways, s1o said. "I love you more than do my life. This will make me suffer as much as you. Remember that. I shall not have one moments peace. Already feel like an old woman. Where are you going, Ronald?"
 He told her calmly enough.
 'I guess that is best-if anything gan be best,'' she said, bitterly. T know where the sheriff lives. Get in it is only a mile"
 s'That will never do," he drew back: styour father"
 She shrugged a shoulder, and took up the reins in pair of suddenly firm | hands.
 sAs if could think of my father when you are in such distress. should be ashamed of myself if lost one min ute with you between now and"
 "But," he broke in, q have never felt l that I had the right to-even your friendship-it would be unheard of, it l would-oh! you see it would be unman- | ly of me, at such time, particularly, l to allow young girl to compromises | 'It would be unmanly of you to re- l fuse to let me see you as long as pos sible, when your calamity is killing me. l Oh, do come!'' Her melting eyes seemed to draw him outside of himself As he took his seat beside her a sweet sense of her sym- pathy took possession of him and | warmed him through and through. A l momentary feeling of elation bounded l and thumped in his breast as the little bay pony started back along the road at a brisk trot. She was first to speak.
 'Why have you never told me before that you loved mel" Because" he made answer, <tI have hardly felt that had the right to tell myself so. have been fighting it ever since I first saw you that day in the 1 meadow" "You are different from me, Ron nald. :" He read vast truth in her deep, despair ing eyes. q have never for one instant fought my love for you. have gloried I in Ste 1,1 ~oth to with you than to a palace with any other man."
 The road was very shady; large trees grew on each side of it and their foliage was interlaced overhead. He had a strong inclination to clasp her in his arms, but he did not give in to it; he told himself that his bloodstained hands should not pollute her being. Already he was taking advantage of her in all lowing her to drive with him when to be seen with him at such a time would excite widespread comment He made no answer to what she had just said and in looking in her face he saw that her eyes were full of tears.
 What is the matter?" he asked. :,
 Her breast heaved convulsively.
 "It has occurred to me that am driv- ing you to prison,' she said, simply. the last word ending in sob.
 He would have comforted her if he could, but there was nothing in his mind to say. The awful realization was stealing back upon him that in killing Syd Hart he had blighted his whole fu- ture, covered the sun of his hopes with human blood. They drove out into an open space where cotton-fe1ds stretched out on one side. Behind them now loomed the white facade of Carn- leigh. A score of negroes were picking cotton beyond the rail fence, but they did not look up. Ronald was .congratu. lating himself on this, knowing that the sheriff lived only little further on
 but his elation on this score was short of life, for just then horseman ap
 peared in front of them. 1t was Capt
 Wrinkle, riding like an Engishman, ris
 ing and falling in his stirrups. As his trotting horse brought him swiftly nearer he lifted his hat and bowed te
 Evelyn. Evidently he had recognized
 Ronald and he showed much surprise
 Looking back our hero saw that he haG reined his horse in and was staring after them in bewildered fashion.
 "A S@NC AOA SOAlPAhAoh SOAAA : prehensive glance. ':Never mind," sh.
 said, "hell tell everybody he knows : that he has seen us together, but yo,
 and have other things to think about Will my love console you at all?' "More than anything in the world"
 <'Well, Remember" they are now il sight of the sheriff's house, a, five roomed erection with a porch ovel which clambered wealth of vines remember that shall be thinking O you every minute.''
 'Thank you for that" he said, ant
 added: 'I might as we'll get out herr and walk up to the house."
 Her only answer was to whip up tn pony; her face was pinched by pain a.
 she drew up at the gate in front of tn house. He got out,
 "Good-by," he said.
 , She held out her hand.
 "Good-by," she echoed, and as he tool