The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-08-02

| Briggs was right when she saw -
| change in him. The world yesterday
and the world today We're different.
He was no longer the thoughtful, mel
ancholy Eastern gentleman who call.
ed himself Riccrdo; he was Radford
Leicester. Not only had he risen from
the dead, but the past had risen. The
buried years seemed to be with him
again. in a way he could scarcely
/ realize.
When he had left England long
years before, ne had left with one
thought in his mind. He would so
away only to return again, and he
would return only to be reyenged on
the woman he had loved. For his love
had turned to hatred. As he loved pas
sionately, and with all the fervor of
his nature. now he hated with as much
intensity. For few weeks he had
lived in a paradise only to be cast in
to an inferno, all the more CHASTITY
because OF the paradise in which he
had lived. Through her he had become
disgraced. through her he had become
the byword of all who had known him.
He had been a proud man, and this
woman had wounded his pride, she had
wounded his sense of justice. she had
aroused all that was evil in him. And
he had vowed vengeance Revenge is
one OF the primitive passions of hui
mainly, and when Leicester found
himself cast on the sea of life, with
out an anchor or rudder. he detemin-
ed ,hat he would make Olive Castle
maine suffer as he had suffered. His
disgrace should be hers. If he had been
the byword for all who had known
him. so should she.
At length when the time was ripe
ne came TO England again. In his
mind only one thought held possession
in his heart, only one feeling was
dominant-this hatred for the woman
whom he had once loved should find
expression. When he came to Vale
Linden. and saw how matters stood
ne formulated his plans. The thing
he had conceived was cruel, but he
had gloated over it. After all, the We
neer of civilization counts for very
little Rob a man of religion and he is
only savage, with a savage's in
stincts and desires. The Mosaic code
expresses the natural bent of the heart
An eye for an eye, and tooth Tor
tooth" For years Leicester had
brooded over his vow, and now the
debt should be paid to the uttermost
farthiny. No thought OF pity or of mer
cy came into his mind. He felt he had
been wronged love had turned to ha-
tred, and he would be revenged The
savage in him was covered by the tnln
veneer OF civilization, but it was there
He seemed in strange mood as he
Sometimes he laughed quietly, as
though some pleasant thought possess
ed him. and again he became moody,
stern and silent. But he was no long
er the Eastern gentleman with fez.' "
The day was warm, and he had
clothed himself in suit of light flan-
nels, and instead of a fez he wore
panama. In spite of his black beard,
and brown skin, he would no longer
be taken for an Fastener. Every
movement was that OF an athletic Eng
lishman. He was no longer acting a
part. the old life was soon to come to
an end. and ne would begin anew.
What that new life was he hardly
dared to confess even to himself, but
it was there, in the background Of his
mind.
Il have won, I have got my way,
| have conquered" he said again and
again as he strode along. God, If
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venge. And if there is any justice in
the world, it is Just
Hour after hour he walked; he
seemed to be trying to tire himself, to,
in some way throw off the abundant
energy that surged within him. Pres
emily he came to shady dell, where
he stopped. At his feet gurgied
stream of clear water He lay flat on
his face and took long deep drink.
Il wonder what whisky would taste
like now" he said to himself 1T IS
six years since | touched 1t; six years
but the first year was a year Of tor
ment."
He shuddered at the thought of It,.
The memory of the time which it held
h,m enslaved was terrible 70 HIS even
! yet.
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