Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-02-23

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earth can do that; and remember my love, a0hat-
ever happens, you haze done me no 10rong YOU
have been my inspiration. Through you, every
noble sentiment, every noble impulse has been
quickened. My ambition"
Laying her hands over his lips she interrupted
him.
"Say no more The ambition of upright man
must be a boon to humanity My bosom sWelled
with pride as you spoke this afternoon. 1t is only
my poor, weak woman's heart that fears Go with
your friends tomorrow and whatever heights you
may attain, know that the faithful one at home
would not bind you down with cords of love- even
if she could"
The moon had now withdrawn its light; only
the stars looked down tenderly upon them as they
sat there in sweet though silent communion.
Marguerite slept uneasily through the few re
naming hours of the night and was early astir
the following morning watching from her window
looking toward the east, the coming of the dawn
through the gray mists envelopng the far away
mountain tops, over which was now beginning to
ascend golden rays dssolving the mists into
hazy azure. AS the prospect became gradually
distinct, the most eastern SUBMITS OF the
Cumberland range streaked with vermilion
and purple heralding the coming OF the sun over
the highest peaks and flooding the slopng sides
and lofty pines with mellow light.
The quiet repose which succeeds the gorgeous
sunrise of these mountain regions, is the most
delicious hour of the day that follows. To enjoy
this peaceful hour alone Marguerite was out early
in her garden before the silver dew which spark
ed upon the leaves and grass was drunk up or the
crisp mountain air warmed by the suns rays.
The household was also early astir for there
was quite a little journey before the travellers
would reach their goal. When they met at break
fast Marguerite showed no traces of the conflict
or of the victory self during the silent
watches of the night.
The morning meal is The coach stands
ready at the door and Jefferson mounted, with his
masters horse in lead is ready to ride behind
Under the broad spreading elm which arches the
gateway, stands Marguerite with her husband,
10th to him leave though for only days
tourney and he 10th to go.
The sunbeams creeping through the leaves fall
lovingly upon their faces. His firm and proud
the eyes filled with lofty purpose; a type OF
noble pioneer manhood, ardent and keen to snatch
the winged opportunities they present them
selves before him.
Hers fair and pale her dark eyes Swallowed by
a nameless fear; dreadng perhaps to have her
husband cast his bark upon the tempestuous sea
of politics. boiling and seething with such fierce
passions as had never before been known; men S
lives held cheap; quarrel, blow, shot, often
the news brought from the hastings to darken
some poor watchers home
Looking into her downcast face he almost re
penis his decision For moment 1t seems lar
better to stay beside her, content to make her
happiness his only aim in life as he had vowed
He wavers in his decision, but she seeing it quick
ly lifts her head and bids him CO. proudly bear
ing herself in the presence of their friends When
they are gone she stands unstrung watching
them they drive away, waving farewell as
they pass out of sight in the bend of the road.
From Jefferson Marguerite heard the first news
of the Barbecue while waiting by the lakeside
her husbands return.
81 clater gracious Mistis" said Jefferson dis
mounting and holding his hat in his hand, Il
stad thar later dan 1 oughter, but [ jes couldn'
hope myself; hits bin so long sence Wuz at
sho' enuf barbecue, dat is ter say a barbecue Wld
speechin an fghtin and hollern an burgoo, dat
I shorely did injoy myself
"Fighting?"
"Deir want but one man shot an annuder man
cut Nothin' to mount to much. You jist orter
bin dar. You shorely woulder injoy you-sef You