The Weiser signal. [volume] (Weiser, Idaho) 1890-1904, 1902-08-09
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widely different. Yet I am not poor.
No other man in the empire can
compete with me in the manufac-
ture of arms, and from my labor l
derive handsome income. You
know it all. And now, if other OBJ
stacles were removed, would you
give me your hand and become mine
for life? ?"
"Aye, Ruric," the noble girl an
swered, with beaming eyes and a
joyful expression of countenance.
"Were you reduced to the lowest es-
tate of poverty, SO long as your gen
erous, pure soul was free l should
only be the more anxious to lift you
up. Oh, my love knows only the
heart whereon it is secured, and for
my future of joy l ask only the
truth of my husbands love-"
"Bless you, dearestp Ruric muir
INJURED, clasping the fair being to
his bosom. And for a long while
Rosalind's head lay pillowed upon
the shoulder of the man she so tru-
ly, fondly loved.
That was not the time for bring
ing forward doubts and fears. Ru-
ric had many questions in his mild
concerning the impediments that
stood in the way of their union, but
he kept them to himself now. At
length he arose to take his depar-
ture, and he simply said as he drew
the maiden to his side:
"You will not allow the duke to
give your hand away"
"Never, Ruric."
eff he asks you for your hand to
bestow upon any of his friends, you
will tell HIM
"That my heart is not mine to
give and that my hand cannot go
without it,"
ooh, bless you, Rosalind, bless
you! God keep and guard you
ever"
There was one warm, ardent pres
sure of lip to lip, and then Ruric
Newell turned away and was soon in
the open court. Here he entered his
sledge and then drove to the bar
racks in the Khitagorod, where he
inquired for Alaric Orsa, a lieuten-
ant of the guard. The officer was
quickly found, and as he met Ruric
his salutation was warm and cordial
He was a young man, not over five
and twenty, and one of the finest
looking soldiers in the guard.
"Alaric," said the gunmaker after
the first friendly salutations had
passed, 81 may have a meeting with
Conrad, Count Damonoff. He has
sought quarrel-insulted me most
grossly-aimed blow at my head
and knocked him down. You can
judge as well as 1 what the result
must be-"
'Most assuredly he will challenge
you'll" cried the officer excitedly.
$50 1 think" resumed Ruric
calmly. "And, now, will you serve
me in the event? ?"
"With pleasure"
81 may refer his messenger to
your"
eyes, surely. And how shall I
act? What will you do ?"
'Knock him down again under
the same provocation."
81 understand. You wish to re-
tract nothing?"
mo. Listen; 1 will tell you all
since l seek your aid"
And thereupon Ruric related all
that had occurred at the time of the
counts visit to his shop.
"Good," uttered Alaric as the
gunmaker finished. ''He must chal-
lenge you, and then you'll punish
him. He's too proud now. He can
handle some of his lilytops who as
sociate with him, and perhaps he
thinks he can do the same when he
comes out among the harder men.
But never mind, I will be punctual
and faithful"
Ruric reached home just as his
mother was placing the board for
dinner. He often went away on
business, and she thought not of
asking him any questions.