Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1908-01-01

-,-. 1 ne soft allurlng strains OF he-IInuT
Ehrian orchestra the sounds q marry
lSpces and laughter wereAd She ajrf
sfRhe shadowy terracs=E5BHtl4e- Con MY
sEoiub, the moonlight Pickering through
the trees the perfume of many bios
SONS, an atmosphere charged with
HtAat strange force that intoXicates the
HSul-and two people, too absorbed in
Zach other to more than feel the
Bkauty of the night
Just one minute more. Cyril: they
will miss me7 Y6u1 see tho mood he
is in tonight. l think he is beginning
to suspect me. l dare not linger;
TEpst return
En-" All. my darling, | cannot let you
Es. Thsse>sto+up moPepts ,rrY Rnltoo
#a ort EKise md just \6b{d again. be
AaSed" ne ffe1d her fielding fdrnl in
S#5ld embrace. kissing her not once,
bHf ih4Aence of the
fffgft was rdpoR them b6ttf -'''-
Why do we part. Edytha, darling?"
he whisHeFAi. HasThIEK HaEeBH all,
s ana 5Gssffss lo IT 81 e n e.
mine forever. Come, believed. J cannot
live without YOU. Ne will sail to-mor-
row and HE WITH 'iust begin - - -
Her form trerhBledI 4-If it were only
possible, dear one; but am afraid. r. l
cannot break conveDtions.--I- do not
daees.0Bdt,fg her &eiee r-hhGAened. II
ami qAiy1iahA chattA - R4 bSught' me
with MS money, he cares for nothing
but to exhibit me as he does his
horses. Gle doesn't ,reyeRT desiFe my
lsyd,I only t6 Rasstss .pdl l Nave q
right TO happiness. viii go. But
take me at once. Cyril. do not let me
think" %an.
Only the moon saw wiitts,
strained face of Cyril Ha5nfrfon. This
was love- indeed, but the5price=ah; tho
price, Quickly ne white pure face of
his wife. me laughter of his children
flashed through his Rsfffd. Tie was
NOT a''batfl mani hut quite mad. The
seductive form aHd-EGice of the wom-
an in his arms dispelled alt thought
of dirty. Grasping her roughly in his
excitement he spoke rapidly in a
tense whisper:
'Edytha. my own, YOU know not
what this means 10 me.---.-I.lay my
honor at your feet. with you in my arms
alb else is, torgotten.- / will. engage
rassakqtfdD tomorrow night | lMeet
me at the dock tomorrow evening at
eight. | willslarYange everything \
must leave You now my darling;
cannot go in again. Good-by until to-
morruw, a. their -oif;;--beloyed, no
more good-byes,"
He disappeared IN the. shrubbery
and she, shivering slightly. turned and
entered the lighted rooms.
- ~ Z! I'll - r. Et
tFpou Cyril Hamiltoni to Mrs Cyril
Hamilton:
THE Painters Club: 1t is due you
dear Margaret. that I leave YOU some
word Of what4 have done. The pa
pers will have it in day or two. and
am still man, enough ,to spare you
that. When this reaches you. Marga-
ret, viii, according to the world,
have dragged my honor and yours
10 the dust, for 1 am going
away and not alone. | have never
been 10 you what | ought. Margaret
but believe tme3 IIhpYe tried. tried
harder than you may think, but !
have failed My honor and my career
have meant much to me. more than to
most men. but i can no longer control
that wild impeliing force that bids
rne-raKe- her and seek that happiness
of which you in your calm, cool ma
ture could never dream. You viii
never see ME again, so forget me.
do not ask forgiveness, for with her
nothing else matters, and even the
laxs-Lbear- children cannot hold
me now. For the, last time.-7Cyril."
~ 'W $3.50 III N-S'4Fl-S ~ ~
Tho hurrying crowd. the noise and
confusion which attends the sail
ing, of a large steamer were as moth
ing to a white-faced. eager-looking
man. who. apparently waiting for some
one. scanned anxfeusty me faces of
the messengers alighting from each
carriage. cab or motor as each de-
nosited its load. Some isinglE some
IN groups. faces gay or sad an fun OF
the excitement of the coming journey,
he. was obliyious to them all after
cR9 aifsf searching glance.
EimpatientlY looking at bis watch for
the iS6ndredth time. and nervously not
ing the lateness of the hour. Cyril's
are grew winter as he ,choked back
ham sob more Of anxiety than Of
apprehension. 10" i','= - = =
He tasped, suddenly at a soft touch
dr- 6IkGafsn! ~ 5sS-dzfIfHg at last.
T." but be stopped short. The voice