The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1904-02-04
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Cataiine's voice:
| II demand that letter.
ut is already destroyed" replied
Tavernier, with polite malice.
! A storm Of Italian followed. Though
terrified half out Of my senses,
learned that Cataline had a lover in
Naples, one Enriquez Beneditti, whom
Tavernier had forbidden her to hold
any communication with. but through
the agency of her old servant, Hinda,
she had been in the habit of receiving
letters from him since her arrival in
America. One of these letters her un-
Gle had discovered and confiscated. She
| demanded it with violence, and failing
to receive it, burst into voliey of re-
proaches and appeals to heaven and
her dead father to save her from her
| monster of a relative. I never before
heard anything like that tempest OF
words and cries.
Tavernier replied mockingly, or with
shrill curses on her obs,inacy. that
| made the scene so distressing and lud-
icrous to my Northern senSibilittes and
sense of propriety that a panic seized
me, and swinging open the long French
| window, I leaped a distance of seven
or eight feet to the ground and ran
through the garden to my companions.
"What is that noises" was STAN
hopes first Salutation.
"They are having dreadful quar-
rel,' I replied, painting. Il never be-
fore heard people swear in French and
Italian"
Carrie uttered an exclamation Of hor-
ror, but Stanhope die not seem sur
prised.
"Tavernier shall not bully the girl
he muttered.
On reaching our door he left us. hur-
riedIy, and went back to Riverside that
night.
He was much at the villa after that.
I began to fear that Carrie had lost
him. And yet when saw that beauti-
full foreign girls weary face, was
very sorry for her.
I knew that Stanhope was very kind
to her. He was that to every one in
trouble. I learned, also, that Tavern
ier wished him to marry his niece. l
could not predict what the end would
be-. They rode and drove much togeth-
er, and it seemed, Sometimes, that mat
tiers must end as Tavernier wished.
But for the end that came T was to-
tally unprepared.
Cataline had grown absolutely Ill,
:1d Colonel Stanhope begged her one
evening to let him take her out into
the air. She consented, and he brought
around his carriage.
She wished to 80 to the bridge, she
said. 1t was September weather, and
the woodbine clinging to the old piers
was red rs blood. The blue Sky was
full of amber light. and there was a
young noon above them.
Stanhope tried very hard to cheer his
companion. He directed her attention
to the beauties of the scene, but the
only words she spoke were: do you
hear the river?'
The spirited horses were trotting
rapidly over the resounding floor of
the bridge, when Cataline suddenly
laid her hand on his arm.
"You have been very good to me.
Farewellv' she said, and sprang from
the carriage, over the railing into the
river. Her dying Shrek frightened the
horses. They ran away. Before Stan.
hope could gain control Of them and
bring them back to the spot, all trace
Of the miserable girl was gone. The
water was calm and a few red leaves
of the woodbine foated down its Cur
rent. Her body never was found. 1t
probably went down to the ocean.
And now Stanhope, with the traces
G.: this melancholy event upon him,
came back to us. He seemed puzzled
by Carries reserve.
"What have I done to offend her.?
he asked me.
"You had best ask her," said.
He Went to hef as Sne stooo III Tie
little flower room among her plants,
and at the first word Of love and long
ing the dear girl melted. Then it came
out that she had believed that he loved
Cataline Ricci.
Love her-that stormy, half-crazed,
foreign girl! I never dreamed of mar
rying her, or she of marrying me. Her
uncle prosecuted her on my account:
could not help being kind to her. l
was very sorry for her and she knew
it; but, Carrie. my little, soft-haired,
brown-eyed pet, was never so wild as
to think of making her my wife. And
now will you forgive me that 4 have
seemed to forget you?"
Her white arms crert up to his neck.
This much I saw and heard through
the open door, and then very pru-
dently retired from sight. But Carrie
and Stanhope are married now.-NeW
York Weekly.
Too Nearly Related to himself.
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