The Delta independent., 1906-05-18

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of her form.
"Damaris." The word fell from the
young mans lips like a caress.
II.
so you've come" he said softly.
You see am as good as my word.
The kingscote Oak must go. 1t Is the
last link between me and the work
hOuse-for 1t almost comes To that"
1t was evident that the relationship
between these two was something
more binding that the ordinary ties
existent between casual acquaintances
of opposite sex. Each seemed to ac-
Cept the situation as inevitable. Then
the girl went on. 'hurriedly:
You'll catch cold, Alaric, dear. IL
you stand still without your coat in
this bitter cold. Let me hold the
lantern for you while you work"
She snatched up the light. He,
obedient to her injunction. applied
his weapon with renewed yigor. The
lampUght threw n warm glow over
his weather-tanned face and muscular
arms.
For a time he labored on. his whole
being concentrated on the performance
OF his herculean task. After space
he paused to rest. A great wound on
the mighty bole OF the oak showed
how sure had been his strenuous
endeavors.
When he ceased she broke ..to
quick speech.
1T seems Incredible" she murmur-
ed that you, a Kingscotc. Of the same
race, the same blood as ourselves.
should be forced to toll Hike this-like
a common laborer." The man came
quickly forward. and lung his arm
around her waist Their lips met In
kiss that could not be mistaken for
mere cousinly salution.
"Damaris Kingscotc.' he said.
steadily enough. let us be frank one
with the other. What are the facts?
am the poor relation-the blot on
the family scutcheon of the squire.
your father. He resents my proximity:
loathes the very idea of our love:
therefore he has brought his batteries
to bear upon me and mine. All that
he could do to ruin me he has done.
and heaven knows that he had been
successful enough.
The girls eyes brimmed over with
tears. Alaric was quick to note her
ready sympathy and. he gripped his
axe anew, the silence vibrating once
more with the ringing cadence of his
rhythmic blows.
Presently he rested once again.
"Damaris,' he said. did you ever
hear the legend that runs in our
branch of the family. that but for
some strange whim of chance | should
have been in the squire's place today.
the ruler OF the destiny of KIngscote
Glebe Farm? From father to son the
tradition has been handed down that
Nigel Kingscote, the cavalier. juggled
in some unknown way with the laws
of successTon--that 1t was not the son
of the eldest son who was your own IA
Tiers ancestor. but mine; that could
the truth only be known Alright ! should
be reigning at Kingscote Manor In
stead of being what I ANA pauper,
fated to cut down the family tree TO
raise pitiful sum of money that must
be procured
Damaris stood speechless and Alaric
once more resumed his heavy task.
Finally. after long and weary toll,
the end came. With a cry to the girl.
Alaric flung down his axe and leaped
backward His hand sought hers.
Side by side drawn apart from the
tottering giant. they stood as though
spellbound. the only spectators of the
end OF 80 U1dUy ytdio VI
silent, strenuous majesty.
And even as the mighty tree went
shuddering to its tremendous fall. n
crack as of pistol shot. foreshadow-
ed its overthrow. The noise came
from the one rotten bough that the
tree had possessed n huge limb some
halfway up its stem, which now de-
taching first from II parent crashed
down at the very feet of the wonder
ing couple.
accompanied the crash. Damaris was
the first to recognize the solution OF
the puzzle.
II was n metal canister--a long,
time-stained box OF rusted tin. closed
at both ends-a thing OF mystery. OF
untold possibilities. She picked 1t up,
and as she did SO one end fell away.
The canister contained nothing but
a stained yellow piece OF parchment,
upon which something was written
In n close and grabbed caligraphy,
archaic. hard to decipher.
Alaric swung the lantern up from
the ground. =.
@What is 1t, Damaris?" he asked
breathlessly.
slowly. laborIously. the girl read out
the following amazing declaration
"Mayhap q day will come when that
which 1. Nigel Kingscote, do set down
here in writing, In the year or Grace,
IG17 and do hide In the hole OF the
Kingscote Oak, may be sete out In
the cleare light Of day. And even as
Esau OF old did sell his birthright. so
do I, Nigel Kingscote, head OF the
houae OF Kingscote. renounce my right
and the right OF those who come after
me TO be the true and lawful possess
org of the faire lands OF Kingscote
"Yet not voluntarily doe this, but
for the life Of him, my son. Know
.Lnr that T must fee the country.