Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1907-08-14

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The stranger laughed. II am sorr,
was so selfish as to live" he
said. but that being the case, what
more natural than that / should fol-
low my wife. / am glad to find her
so faithful" and the fierce eyes like
Goals of fire, were lifted to Herbert
Bells face.
And now" he continued, having
found her. shall hasten with her
over the sea, where her numerous
friends are anxiously waiting. We
will start early in the morning, my
love. The house is full, understand,
but 1 will accommodate myself with
the sofa and my cloak during the
night, and tomorrow morning, remem-
Der. we will 60"
Yes" she said, slowly. II will co.
But in the morning. while Paul
1nerzo lay in a sound sleep upon the
sofa, Viva Marchwell was many
leagues distant. and under the door
of Herbert Bells room she had slipped
this note:
Dear Herbert: Yes, dearer to me
than any other man was, is, or ever
will be. l am going away and you
may never see me again, but 1 want
to tell you who and what 1 am. My
real name is Viviance Markweller. !
am an Italian, and was born in Flor.
ence. In my infancy / was betrothed
to Paul 1nerZo, a Spanish nobleman's
son. AS soon as we grew older the
thought of the union became more
and more distasteful to me, and when
at is my parents commanded the nup-
tials to be celebrated, my whole soul
abhorred 1t. He was vicious, wild,
bad, unprincipled. But they forced
me to it. Herbert, they made me mar
ry him. He was very wealthy, and
one of noble race, and ! was mar
ried to him, and then when the whole
terrible truth rushed over me, that /
was chained for life to this man, I
fled from him-from the very altar
ere the words were scarcely said
which made us one. Out into the
night l sped through streets and by
alleys until | reached my home. Then
swiftly covering my bridal robes with
thick, dark cloak, / sped out again
on, on, | knew not whittier. | was
mad, | think, and I never paused I'm.
til the morning light broke upon me.
Then | sank exhausted at peasants
threshold and begged for food and
shelter. | drew off one of my rings
and gave 1t to her, asking, imploring
protection. For one day / rested
here, and then on again, anywhere
only to flee from this man; sometimes
resting few days with the peasants
and buying their protection, for had
gold and jewels-oh, beautiful, price
less jewels on neck and arms and
hands At last, through one kind
good mans aid / was on board ship
bound for America. l had purchased
clothing and all things ready for the
life upon the ocean and in the I'M
known land to which was going. We
were rocking upon the waves almost
within an hour OF sailing, when sud-
denly, as / sat upon the deck, a hand
was laid upon my shoulder and turn
ing. | met the dark, evil eyes of Paul
Inerzo. My dear he said, L have
concluded to accompany you on your
trip to the new world. How pleasant
1t will be to spend our honeymoon
thus And then he leaned upon the
rail and looked mockingly in my face.
The boat rocked suddenly just then,
and | saw him reel and fall down
down. Man overheard the cry rang
out. and the boats were lowered, but
he was not found. A few moments
later and we were out at sea. Free.
free | cried, with a great ioy I'm nv
heart. | came to America. entered an
academy as teacher of Italian. living
much secluded and retired. I have
been in America two years and I
never knew what subtle instinct led
me down to the seashore for a season
of rest and recuperation had
thought after I met you. II was OF
divine origin. I think now my evil
genius told me to go. But for this
he would not have found me. I some.
times think. But / am going to fee
from him even If IT is to the utmost
extremity OF the earth. And now
dear Herbert. farewell " M"
And Herbert Bell, he went back IN
his old home. and every Sabbath tho
grand organ rolled out its wonderful
symphonies beneath his touch. only
with new and added beauty and vol.
ume. and the great love and grief NJ
his life found utterance thus, and sc
he lived until two years passed away
Then one morning a note was hand.
ed him by a boy "A lady from tbo
White Inn. sir, sent this" he said. II
was only this
lie is dead and 7 am free. VIM"
But Herbert Bell understood. and
with a great Joy I'm his heart he went
to her. She was alone. and witbou,
one word he took her in his arms. ~
have been worry patient" he said. at
length, FOR I felt sure God would
send You to rue at last and He has"
Yes she whispered, but oh. Her
bert. II has been so long I have fed
from place tn place, and each time
Paul Inerzo tracked me. and each
time thank God I eecaped bfu r.