Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1905-01-05

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Where Is Lid Shelters house r
He led me to q back window and
pointed out the boundary which was a
tree shaded road skirtlng the inner
stortffcat ions
found no great FFdifa Guilty Ia discover
Ing the house. stone steps set III sthe
hillside led up to IN orchard through
which, bordered BY a garden. walks OF
Gravel stretched tai the vera HE
white piliared house, With JJts dofmers
and dignifed portico. fss
There was a lady in the orchard, with
her back turned toward me, leaning on
stone wall and apparently contem-
plating the town below. My moccasins
made no noise until I stepped on the
gravel, but at the craunch Of the peb-
bles the lady looked around and then
came hastily toward me across the
grass.
Are you runner from Johnstown?' -
she asked sharply.
stood still. The lady was Silver
Heels. She did not know me, nor her
at first. It was only when she spoke.
And this change had come to us both
within four weeks time!
"Silyer Heels" / said.
Her hand flew to her bosom, then
crept up on her throat, which / saw
throbbing and whitening at every
breath. Good cause for fear had she,
the graceless witch!
After moment she turned and
walked into the orchard.
"Silyer Heels" asked. "are you
afraid to see me?'
NO. she said, but the tears in her
throat stopped her.
do you know why am here" I
demanded impresslvely, folding my
arms in solemn satisfaction at the
situation.
70 my amazement she tossed her
chin with a hateful laugh and shrugged
her shoulders without looking at me.
''Do you realize why 1 am here?'
/ repeated, in displeasure.
She half turned toward me with mad
dening indifference in voice and move
ment.
why you are here7 Yes. know
why"
why, then?" l snapped.
Because you believed that Marie
Hamilton was here. But you should
have arrived in time, my poor friend.
Last week came the news that Cap
tain Hamilton had been shot on the
Kentucky. Pray, follow Mrs. Hamil-
ton to Albany"
Silver Heels" said / angrily, do
you suppose am in love with Mrs.
Hamilton?"
why did you court herr" demanded
SILVER Heels, looking at me with bright
eyes.
Why? Oh, IL fancied was in
love with you-and-and so / meant
to make you jealous. Silver Heels. Up
on my honor, that was all! never
dreamed she might think me serious :"
The set smile on Silver Heels lips
did not relax
$50 you fancied you loved mey' she
asked.
"I-oh-yes. Silver Heels, I was such
a fool''-
Indeed you were," she motioned
with her lips.
How thin she had grown! Even the
color had left her. lips now.
There's one thing certain" said.
II don't feel bound In honor to wed
Mrs. Hamilton. like her. She's pref
ty and sweet. might easily fall in
love with her, but don't want to wed
anybody. Il could wed you If chose
now, for Sir. William wishes it, and he
promised me means to maintain you"
II thank Sir William-and your said
Silver Heels, paler than ever.
"Oh, don't be frightened" I mutter-
ed. Il can't have you and-and my
country too. Silver Heels, I'm rebelv'
She did not answer.
cor, at least, I'm close to It," l went
on. "I'm here to seek Lord Dunmore."
AS pronounced his name l sudden
" remembered what I had come for
and stopped short, scowling at Silver
Heels
"Well, Micky7" she said serenely.
What of Lord Dunmore?"
/ bent my head, looking down at the
grass, and in shamed voice I told her
what had heard. She did not deny
it. When drew for her portrait Of
the Earl Of Dunmore in all his proper
blazonry she only smiled and set her
lips tight to her teeth.
You shall not wed Dunmore," said
I. "Do you hear me. Silver Eeels7''
Il shall wed Dunmore in July"
mo, you won't!' retorted, stunS to
fury. "sir William has betrothed you
to me. And, by heaven. IL 1t comes to
that, Will wed you myself, you little
foolr'
Your she stammered, cltnching her
slender hands. "Wed You! Not II
loved you dearer than hope Of heaven,
Michael Cardiganp
Il do not ask you to love me-" re-
torted sullenly. II do not ask you to
wed me, save as last resort. But I
tell you will not suffer the infamy Of
such a match as you mean to make.
Renounce Dunmore and return with
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