The St. Mary banner. (Franklin, Parish of St. Mary, La.) 1889-1931, 1905-04-22

TO tear my heart asunder. Again
looked, and he was kissing her
'hen. with a smothered groan
burst from the garden and rushed
Eadly away, whittier knew NOT, nor
cared
when returned to my senses, dark
ness had settled down over the land
little way ahead of me through rha
trees | could see the light in Ioan's
mouse, and toward this point | hllr.
rled. dull rage burning in ne. and
a red glare seeming TO burn before
my eyes.
! entered the garden and then I
caught sight of Joan standing alone
on the lawn. The rage within NE
burst forth into a relentless fury, and,
hsateninS up to her | seized her
harshly by the arm.
SO your lover has gone?" almost
shouted.
, She gazed at me in terror, and tried
/ to shrink away from me, but | held
her firmly.
This is how YOU show your love
for me, is it?' | said, hoarsely My
| grip was tightening on her arms so
that she WINGED with pain, but in my
blind rage | saw nothing.
Then, as | looked into her beautiful
eyes. and thought of them gazing I'D
at another as they gazed up at me
and thought Of her red lips pressed
against his. my jealous rage became
so strong that | threw her from NE,
and turned and rushed into the dark
ness.
went at once TO my rooms, pack
ed a small handbag, and, telling my
landlady l should not be back for
a few days, | rushed to the railroad
station. The whole Of the time | was
practically bereft of my senses.
When | alighted from the train at
Jersey City, it was my intention to
cross to New York by the ferry and
proceed to the Grand Central Sta
ton, but as | was crossing West
street there was a sudden Grassland
then darkness
When l recovered my senses | was
in the Roosevelt Hospital They told I
me ] had been there nearly fort I
night. | had been knocked down .
by cab, and the fall had brought +
on concussion Of the brain
1T has been very narrow escape"
said the nurse. Once or twice we
thought you were gone"
And when I was alone said to my
self. Would to Heaven that | had
died" But I lived on, sick at heart
for there seemed nothing to live for
now.
AS soon as possible l left the hos
pital and went to Atlantic CITY to
recoup my health. On the second day
Of my stay | was thunderstrucil BY OBJ
serving what I thought to be Joan's
ngure among the promcnaders. but af-
ter a while l assured myself that |
must have been mistaken.
How longed to sec my lost love
again, to fold her in my arms and
,all her mine. But my heart ached
when l thought of all that had been.
II how she had proved fa;th!ess to
ne.
When | had fully recovered my +;
enses, all my sudden passion had
eft me, with the exception of a dull
atred in my heart for my detested t
ival. Gradually it conquered me, un-
II l made up my mind that | would E
Ollow him and never leave him until
had killed him.
| sat on the porch pondcring on
his, and then | saw what confirmed 7
~ suspicion of the previous day. t
aw Joan, and with her was Jack /
arstairs. v
Great Heaven! the whole world a
eeled round me for moment. and +
len, with bitter hatred gnawing at t
le, | calmly sat and watched them II
ass. They did not see me, although
sat quite close to them. Joan look. !,
pale, and my heart beat with I'M Il
onted rapidity as / gazed at her Il
eat, pensive eyes. Perhaps she re- "
,nted her step, but he looked happy p
lough. g
Then | got up and walked in an on 81
'slte direction, until ] was on a road
aiding inland. Here I lay among the
RE bushes, alone with my sad
oughts. All was quiet. save for the II
aseless murmuring of the mighty 10
aves as they broke upon the beach. bj
There l lay, thinking, planning.
)ndering, and, Heaven knows. near ie
weeping. All my senses. all nv tn
elings, yea, the whole of me, cried &c
t for Joan, my lost darling. pr
Then I started suddenly. for si
ought I heard my name whispered. m
It it must have been the plantiye oh
te OF bird that l heard, and once or
IRE gave myself up to thought. as
'Allan!" or
There could be no mistake this ha
ne, some one was speaking my ie,
me. AS if in dream / turned
: head and looked. m.
There was Joan. ry
Never until I die shall | forget that an
'ment. The murmur of the sea. I by
anged into a march of triumph IS