The Wingham Times, 1903-05-28, Page 7t
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A Cruel Revenge
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BY LAURA JEAN LItBBEY
Autlgr of "A Broken Betrothal," "Parted at the Altar,"
The Heiress of Cameron Hall," Etc,, Etc.
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/and we had a lively chase for her
ever since stlrldotwn,n
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• tapped his fo e-
• h' ' ; 6e lr
As c s o
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t finger to lilts fol ehetad, significantly
nodding toward 1 oor little diets a_t-
cd 1{us'ebud.
1 'Tau it be possible that this J•oor
chat is really mad and escaping
1fronl an asylum?" exclaimed the
stranger, pityingly. "Geed heavens,
it .elms htu.liy creditable!"
"It is a fact, A assure you," re-
marked 'toweled. "Poor little thing,
;she is as mail a s a March lucre, and
`1�• positively dauge"ous at times.
I jb. well to your self that sno does
blot spring upon t 0 1, Illy good sir,
for some fancied wrong she may
imagine at any moment."
Peed IIoward smiled wickedly at
the growing look of horror that
•shone in the dilated 1sue eyes that
-Wei'() 1'tlisecl to. his face in such fath-
'•omlesas misery.
"Oh, do not believe him, kind sir!„
:she cried, franti :cell,•, her young
von) ringipg shrilly out in a sharp
wail of the most intense agony. "It
pis all false! Iso net trust him! I
aunt not had! 1 call upon God and
my dead Mother to tear witness to
the truth of what I seta. This wick -
..ed, inhuman lean made me n. p is-
•onoe, drugged me, and swo'•e I should
marry hint!” cried Rosebud, fear-
fully.
• Rosebud saw the two men exchange
,glanees—Paul "Toward smiling, self-
assiu•ed; the stranger, sorely puteled.
y oa see now for 3.o ut self, met
.good sir,." remarked =lloward, quiet-
• ly. "We _lever contradict thole
Arden was Insane? she mused,
a
She would whisper the startling
weeds its her ear us they bore her
away:'
"Phis is lay revenge on you for
daring to win Percy I+'ielding's love
front ole. • You shall go to a living
death, knowing that Percy's love
and caresses will all be mine now,"
Site never dreamed in .her mad,
jealous rage but what Rosebud still
loved handsome Percy --the irresist-
ible Percy 1' ielding.
"Please allow ane to speak!" she
critel out, in a clear, ringing, tri-
umphant voice. "I have a right' to
h. snits" here."
"!ie by-standers fell hack as if by
magic curiously awaiting further de-
velopments.
Ilex lini silken robe trailed after
her with tut otrtinoue Bustle, as she
stepped forward among thein with
the haughty grace of a revengeful
queen, sweeping back the long veil
th'>t concealed her features with her
white, jeweled fingers, . revealing the
triumphant, dazzlingly beautiful face
of Alaud At den.
The glad, heartfelt cry that broke
front :Rosebud's lips would have
loci eel a heart of stone. Like a
flush site broke from her captor's de-
taining hand. "Oh, thank heaven
yott are here, Untidy," she gasped,
hinging herself at her cruel step -sis-
ter's feet: "that lean says I em
n'ad," she cried, pointing to ITow-
t r,!, who :teed cowering before her
in ah,oct fear. "Ile is conspiring
against my life, Mandy!'' vented
stye are illusions, on the contrary, Lostbud.
,.
h• pati -
...exit
• humor 1 t• a
h1 to
'0 1 it best w. thin!: 1
•ent as far as is practi?able."
As he spoke he attemptt:d to force
Maud. Arden's
the Not one lite of A a.
from a t
Rosebud's clinging hands
.:strutitiet•'s arm. ' Erectly beautiful face softened into
Sh.'iek afar shriek rang out upon pity as she glued coldly. clown upon
.'the midnight cti". t the shrinlcins little figure kneeling
With a strength born of (lespera- and coweting at ,her feet,
'tion Rosebud clung to the strangers ! A dead silenee fell on the little
.arm, 1 eels:leg and praying hint in Lig- group;, every eye. was ttu•ned upon
•onizing entreaty to save her, for the that grace!. 1 little kneeling figure
man, with deep, pitying distress and fair u! ' i'''>d face—surely it Ives
bITAPTER YXI
.written upon, his(' face, was attempt- hard to heli e that light of reason
ing to-dise>igage himself from. her had fled from so fair a .
tenement.
,frantic, detaining cusp. "Tell Ihent„I rim ,pot mad, 1utdy.
"Will you kindly convey her to the -
k fester. I know yotg:never eared for win, with a ery never to be forget_
-carriage in Waiting; she has taken 0 Iola hut surelyyou will not let them
fancy to you. liny so doing you will -I ten by those who heard it, he flung
greatly oblige ate,” whispered IIo
ty� tale me away without lifting up itfmis of down en a sofa, weeping an
b b'" wailed
f
' inbehalf!"
vpu
• v•i•o my7
your 4would
tortured t d
, though Ms tot to cd heart ou
',.1 t J
tto t
s asb
used t(J
such eases R
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rel. ant
' this," continued the diabolical s:glia- let schud, sharply, break.
era wic:ecfly. "Still ,1 nlwuys feel 'Slated Arden looked .down coldly on I '•firing me a glass of- wine, Mor-
.teat )i; for a young; girl so :.idly the pleading blue eyes and eager:,- ton,"- he said to the man who had
1 yellsped hands, • • ` ' Ineeight hiin the terrible Mew's —
1 .Alit cted'" "it is teo true." she said, in slow) airing. lac something quick to
t "I'd rather not have anything to !; g steady
>tit� with it," answered the man, measured words— airy; poor little my itertes!',
bluntly. 1'he Lord knows this etep-sitter )s insane; it is unfortun po-
ne deeds rest and sleep," mutter-
old
ringr,tcl� F.credrtury•.. ed the man," more than anything
;young 0.1's titeoes cries wig
o It.i,h a cry' that seemed to Pierce >
sin lay cars for years as it is." cls_,' and, with the best of inter-
"`i'hcti .1 lutist take her mys+lf„ the very 'star -sown heavens above,.tions, he administeeed a sleeping po-
:said ITow�ard, resolutely, Aloud, ltefc!pll(} staggered to het icer, gaz-
ing upon her cruel step -sister with too. t Rect
Rose -
.bud round:y for creating n s:ene and w'i1:1 (Iilatpcl e,•qs and hated breath.
Wringing a crotvcl around them. it eeented to the poor forsaken,
young ntastet s handsome, hag nr d
What if some s'cilled 1!hysieian was
tempest -tossed child that all the
,.n.mong them? Ile would instantly. woad. was_ conspiring against her,
Pronounce 1{osebud perfectly .sane.
and even Gocl httd forgotten her.
Then what would beeontc Of him? At It is fctise, 1tluuciy," site an.wel-
Ione blow all his tceael:e^y would be ed, "and you ]cnew. it. You have
Ila, stolen my father's possessions from
theft. God
es
that
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DIE »'INGl1.11t Tins, In' 29 1903
The satisfaction of having the
washing done early in. the day,
and well done, belongs to every
user' of Sunlight Soap. 1eTl
never tell you how clear you are to
�,
e hits darkly
ur . 'I ifo d cin
n y
sue; I ant forced to the edge of the
grave. Metter death than to fall ht -
to the power of Paul llowtu'd again!
My foes can not put sue lee beyond
the gates of death." The fetal mo-
ment of her life had come, "Good-
bye, Raymond!" she moaned again,
but 110 s.nnct issued front her white
lips; and:, without a word of warn-
ing, poor Little Rosebud drooled her
beautiful head. until it rested on,Ju'r
arms, and pressed Ler lips to the ,at-
aI MSC.
In. an instant a death -white pallor
stole over her beautiful face, and
Itcsehial fell lifeless at the feet of
the horror -set iekoti, guilty girl who
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w•r,n cd for SO cruelly
had c >
"She leas fainted!" was the cry
that went from lip to lip.
"She is dead!" responded an old
hest. inn, bendi ng over the still
forma Paul Howard lead quickly ga-
thered up in 1.l.s arms. "Poor little
creature! perhaps it is as well for
her she is dead." -
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The next morning the newspapers
teemed with the groat sensatio>ntl
sto y of the day, giving a full, gra-
phic account of what had transpired,
as Patt1 Howard and the bereaved
step -sister related it to tbem.
Strangely enough, no mention was
made of the doctor's nanie who had
figured so Consl iettousiy in the af-
fair,. or that Rosebud was accused of
insanity.
In the library of his magnificent
home Reyliond Leslie was pacing
the room lite ono suddenly bereft of
re..s.nt. The- groan of agony that
his lipsr t end-
ing, from w't.s hat t end
f
Ing,
''Oh, lay darling Little Rosebud!"
he cried. "Surely she can not bo
dead! (loll could never be so cruel
as to take her from me. I cern not
believe it," he cried, passionately—
"I can not rc•a'ize it! ]low can I
believe Little Rosebud --who was the
soul of lay soul, dearer to Inc than
.anything in the world—has gone from
me forever?"
Poor Raymond tried his best to
bear the terrible shock; but the
strength of his manhood failed him,
upper ground, tuswer the l',•xt clay, sweet, furl 1;
In a trice the h`'tvy lid is on and rain guimg to have it now. dust
poor Raymond 11 tgs himself down wi,is,s'r one little word, and the roc -
t• 0 cold earth 'til!t a bitter • tt:i• ttho Wilits ill An adjoining room
gratin I.csidet the cufl'n where sw•eei Vtill Marty L8 et once. I AM quite
Little itoseeten re t'••, eagerly nee, sure you hive Ino. little sweetheart,"
ei;rg the Inosite! slower -1[::0 faeo in he went on passionately, his hand-
s soft ra(':iautt stitil}:ht. : s one face flushed and eager', "and 1
-"slow could eleuth have bile ltecl will make your life out bright golden
one so fair," he cried, st()01 ing (town dre cn1 of lnlpltinci-s."
to pees a lingering Li is on the It was aline st out of human reas-
cle..th-colts Ill's. Le -starts buck Will 00 to resist his eloquent pl'itding
tt wild, tinging ((, . when Iter' orad hetart cried out so pit-
•'1'y clod! sexton," he (•re's, "Aral if. Ily for his J:l'oteeting love.
I road, or do I• debate—that those The white lids drooped over her
happy eyes. lie felt the little cling -
in': hands tremble under• his ardent
Lissts, and he saw the glowing col-
or !lame Inci: into her cheeks in a
(1'1118011 We. 'J'hose warns, ardent
i }sse.� did more toward restoring her
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than all the restoratives n 'tiro
rc] hare'. me—now you would steal the liberty
He clutched her little hands with a
t,gtip of iron, tightly clasping his
iwhite, jeweled liners over the rosy
mouth that was tittering such Iran-
J� tic appeals for 1teIp.
t A. closely veiled, fashionably dress -
1 ed young lady had been an interest-
red
spectator to the scene just de-
-scribed.
"I thought surely the little fool
j•w s dead," she stuttered between her
f A
•clinched teeth, "but she lives still—
; lives to come between Percy Fielding
land me again, With her .Pretty pink-
'.nnd-white baby face.','
A. puzzled look carte over her face.
"']'his handsome, dark -eyed marl was
!not the one with whom she saw
I Rosebud riding in the park—why did
he declare Rosebud Ivas insane? . If
! he was Rosebud's enemy, he would
I be of valuable assistance to her; she
I must forst the acquaintance of Hila
I at once—then the very arch -fiend
I himself whispered a dark, thrilling
lthought to her revengeful brain.
By one word she could reap a
. glorious revenge on this helpless
• •child who had stolen her handsome
i lover from her. Why not corrobor-
ate this loan's w'or'ds, that RCsebud
lips 1 pressed to., mine were warns
and moist like the flesh of the lit ing,
and there is a faint pulsation < f the
heart, and tt faint warm breath frmu
the li! s! My (sod! s'xton, 1 hilt
,!"
1 ue i buried alit he
t.
Rosebud 1 S ) t
la
g
gasps.
Struck with )aortal fear and ivotld mild have done.
tr waling with apprchettsion the old It was so delightful, this restful
gr.tte (it ;gen dro;)ped the spade he haven of love that was held out to
had been le ming against, pressing Ler--t';is I•reciots Noun that. was
1 is trembling hand to the girl's
heart. Tee perspiration started out
on his forehead in ...p.eat beads and
Welded. down his face.
"1t is too true, sir'," he whispers,
in a strange, hollow, awe-struck
voice. "This beautiful girl is in a heart.
trance; silo has been buried alive!" Poor Little Rosebud! sorely tempt-
Like
empt
Like one crazed with sudden joy, cd child of fate, site realized, in one
llaymtond Leslie snatclecl her from moment how empty life would be''
the cosset, wraps ing her fondly in away frottl hie)., for she
his own overcoat, clasping h'i• fer- "Loved him with a bitter• yearning
retinal• to his beating 'heart, raining That could never pass 'away,
duttn passionate kisses on her
cheeks, lips, and on her long, damp,
flaxen curls.
"She must be removed from here
at once, and restoratives applie(I,"
sail the grave -digger, touching the
young ratan on the shoulder, "You
must remember she is by no means
out of danger yet."
The man's scorns seemed to recall
Raymond Leslie's scattered senses. A
sudden thought like an heel:ration
occulted to Ittn1, Why not make Lit-
tle Rosebud his bride as soon as she ''Afraid of me," he cried, reproach-
retutna,l to COnseiot.sncss? Then he fully, Hooking how sweet and coy
would have the 1 igttt to protect her, she was. and host' hard she WitS to
and take 1 ee to his own stately
home at once, where she could have
all the care and attention his prince-
ly w•eulth could Lavish upon her.
How slartiacl the world would be
with the tragic story — his Little
Rosebud would be quite a heroine.
At the further tial of the cemetery
rectory c -
> hutch Withattach-
ed,
lto. h
1't11;, (
a t
et1, ncstlo:l among the drooping wil-
wilhi:t 11(r grasp.
Wily had Clod let her love him so?
It could not be very wrong, she told
herself. '1'ltey were both young, and.
such love as tilled thci; hearts comes
but once its a life -tittle to every
Loved hint with an anguished pas-
sion
That could never know decay."
"Look up, darling, and tell lee it
shall 1 e as I wish," he pleaded.
"Rosebud, my words are weak. Look
all into lay face, and read the love
in my face that my lips know not
how to utter."
The very force of his overpowering
love dazzled her.
•'I am . afraid to love you, Ray-
mond," she said. "Oh, I dare not."
win, "That is because you sec 'I
a111 quite determined to win you; I
can easily teach you to forget all
tear,"
ITe was puzzled to account for the
strange light that broke jn•cr her
face, as she li.te(1 her eyes doubtful-
ly to his.
darling; the rector is
"Sayyes, lis ' da CC r
welting."
w. r
• u 1 �u take me far away from
Iotas. There Raymond Leslie, car- ••lh> le y. �
.questioned•
ryiug his lire loos louden, hent his l:crc, ltuyntond.' .h-
steps, wI:i.e the sexton remained be- 1 "and never k t any one know of—of
hind to cover up all traces of the ; --our marriage, if I consented?" she
ni; ht's work. 1 f..1tered.
•'\teat has been done must remain I "I would do anything you wished,
a detul secret, until the see whether
she live:, or di.s. All clanger is not
over yet," he rawer, (Lk sagely.
my .little darling•," tried tee ardent
young lover, dc]ighiet.ly.
Ile would have lade any terms to
The old rector and his good wife ! htne gained the coveted consent.
were amazed when they heard the "lt wi 1 le a secret; no one bora
wonde: ful story thut read so much shall know; promise me. Ittlyulond)
a roinaltee.
am! 1. will be your w•i:e,'t she falter-
lite"ITow beautiful the pretty little • ed.
creature is,". triad the lector's wife, Raymond Leslie would not have de -
chafing the cold little hands be- Med her anything in the world that
tween her own warns palms, and it was in 1 i, power to grant in that
gazing upon her childish face with supremely Mist fel moment.
sweet womanly pity, as she quickly "You shall have your own way,
applied powerful restoratives, while my darling; only marry me, and I
Raymond Leslie Bung 'over the pit- will take you anywhere you say. I
moW, white to the very lips with in- have property in California; we will
tense excitement; watching as if his go there, if you wish, or to Europe
very ,life d pendcd upon the issue for --anywhere my little love pleases.
the first tremulous breath. or signs of Shall I call in the minister, 11cseb•ud
con -
returning consciou.<ness, darling, and tell Hint you have con -
Ali 1.1 Olt long poor Little hose- rented?" he asked, eagerly.
bed struggled valiantly with life, In that leiof moment she held her
and as the last stars laded from the future i:t her own hands; only an in-
stant she faltered; her reason was
blinded by hes' great passionate love;
her nighty love ruled, and she reck-
lessly answered—"Yes."
'•heaven bless you, sweet! you
. Morton looped with 1•ity on his sky i,1 the misty dawn the blue eyes
n iltittcred slowly open to meet the
r_1.,(., adoring eyes of her lover bent rap-
turously upon her only to close soft -
grief he has gone through!" he ly again as she whispered the one shall never regret it," he murmured,
thought. "Its until
be n decd of mer- eicr.l: "Raymond! pressing a thrilling kiss upon her
cy if he sleeps until the funeral is P g b i
over." , CITAI'TEit XXII. • cold little lips. "l.t was always _lay
ambition to marry some young girl
rgliffill '
Case of
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ProtrudingPiles
hot Iron- Cord to
y Dr (heseu'S Osetae
t intent
' Mn. ALEN. MCLOAN, Tarbot Vale, N.S.,
•writes:—"As section man on the railroad, I
was exposed to all sorts of weather, my
:health failed, and I became a victim of
protruding piles. Though
au r
a doctor treated eft)
piles, they only grew worse
and I was forced to give up
work and go home. My
sufferings could scarcely be
described, 1 could not walls
or lie down, and while the
rest of the family slept 1
• would be groaning with
excruciating pains.
"The second doctor told
me the piles would have to
be burned with A red.hot
iron, but I could not think
Mr. McLean of undergoing such an 1 per-
ation, so he gave the a bee of salve, for which
lie charged me two dollars, but aid sue no
. good. Ary experience with 1)r. chase's Oint-
thtent is that the first application did ate more
good than did the two doctors, and finally
made me as well and free from piles es any
lflan. Since being dared 1 Svorit0i duritcg the
winter in the lumber 'weeds, and lead no nettle
of my old trouble. Dr. Chase's Ointment nes
'tVerth vae hundred civlLtrs aA Lex to 2 .C." . .
gale mc; you know I am It IS midnight ere Raymond
he 012088 his troubled eyes again on "1{o�cbucl oh xray Bari}ng; speak who had never loved anyone before
Paul Howard had started forward, •the busy world, and like a Basil he
almost dumb with amazemtent, upon realizes it must all be over. Poor
heat in ; • the step -sister pronounce'
Little Rosebud must have been hid -
Little RcsOhu<i really itnsane. 1 igen for ,long hours. in her grave.. A
"M Ilett can it lltea8?"• he' asked wild resole e; worthy of 1t 1110(110011,
hinulelf, altnost incredulous tcith.sur
for Raymond Leslie is • a o tortut'ed
prise: ''surely there'. is a greater nays- }with grief he is sea rce y sone. to-
tery here than the world dreams of." night, seeps into his brain.
"My poor little step -sister was res- I Alt hour later he stands at the
creel f:oln n burning building lust gate of the conietcry, his head bowed
Light," expll.i:led. ',.Maud, smoothly, •0n the cold stone posts that guard
"and while her rescuer went in search the entrance. The great grief and
of a coach, Rosebud Itnudcrecl.0wuy) excitement under which he had lab -
the shock of the' l:170.brought on, us ored wine heel'. ping to tell upon his
we thought it would, the fetal mai-' overstrained net•I08.. He opened the
acly, instulity. We feared she had ' gate mechanically and entered, ITow
W,111dered back: into the flanks • void, and wlri •a the marble le shafts
- 1 looked in the clear, pitying mtoou-
light.
"Allow me to take up the thread gh
of the narrative from there, my 1 Where should he flr.d Little nese- her to. Poor child, her life hung on
good young lady,'' said Pard How- hada his darling, his love, in that but a slendetr thread. ; Surely it Was
nrd, meeting her cheek eyes with a r Fast city cf the dead? In the. Bis- the voice of Clod .that prompted. you
10(21111111 meaning look. "lhers 18 ta.nce he sate a man slowly pacing to ores. that cas).et?'
little to tell, it can be explained in between the ;graves. Raymond 3quick- "Where aur I? Is it a sweet dream,
a fete words. 1 found - the poor ly made his way towttt•(1 him, and or are ,eoIt really In re, clasping my
vuun •i,1 tettnc!c:fng around poor
11ie as he reached the sapt, the cold hands, Raymond? I have had such
streets of the City lust night: one moonlight o t t ' '• 1 '� •' thoughts of that clad: secret of the
glance at her face, :and I made the white slab, and he read the simple 7tcse n:cl, her i lie eyes lingetin; on g Raymond's Let feel
to ale! " ct ilei Raymond Leslie, in an ale. You never have, my little shy
agony of entreaty over the white Ttoeebud; no 1111111 has cvel• kissed
still face. "t should die if 1 were to your lips as I have just now, or held
these little fluttering hands as I hold
lute you now!" ,
110 clasped the little cold `hands ill them now. There is nothing .nlore
his warm, fervent clasp, calling her clic 1. a than the first awakening of
1 y every enc:au in name he could loves young dream."
g As he spoke, at burning flush stole
over her face; she remembered Percy
Fielding in that hour; his handsome
mocking face drifted suddenly before
her, and if Raymond had not been
holding her little cold lands so
tl.iak of; his strong manly heart
throiil.ing painfully in the terrible
agony of suspense.
At last the Muttering white lids
slowly oi'ened.
"She Is recovering, bless her dear
little l.eart!" cried the rector's wife, 'closely in his waren, thrilling clasp,
brushing away a suspicious ii oistut e ' she would have fainted. How bit -
from her -motherly eyes. telly she was deceiving .this fond,
"Peat ea be thanked!" exclaimed httndsonte, noble lover—yet she. could
Raymond, joyously. "The cold air not give him up; she would sooner
and the 1estoratives have brought have Bird at his feet,
Raymond Leslie loved her better
for the hhrfih: 1•e was thinking how
pure -and guiltless she was, as he
hurried out to acquaint the rector
with her answer to his pleadings.
"What shall I do to drive away
the startled fear, the vague dread?"
she asked het self. "I must drown all
g g fell upon 0 pi 1a little a cold dare. dream murmured
11 syn onc1 face past in .aymonc s love. e me
starliing c:f.scot'ery that she Wets iu- naltte: •
Eane, and, l eeig An attendant ply- !
31— L
. �1 1tu T had ,
ofthe I{— A t t
ion,
her 1 emoved there at once,entit her
'
. 'Raymond
• r broke e from it v
friends could be heard froth. A fete ' hisses cry 1, o ,
hours since she made:her escape from Leslie's lips.
"My God," he cried, "caul it be I
the building, we itttluecliatcly purse- shall never look upon my dnt'liltg's
ed her, finding het• in .the depot as
face in Tife tlguin? Aly good 1111ut,"
you all have witnessed, Of course' he cried, passionately,' if you will
if this young lady, is a relative of
open that grave fol' Inc, and let Inc
this unfortunate gill, it rests with leak for one brief moment at the
her as to what disposition shall be
made of the pope utit(tt tinuite one." face of the sweet young girl 1 hat•a
"Oil, My God!" wailed Roaletti. toted so h turn lot• 1],0 101. 111.I`will make you a
appealingly turning to the l ttyiag , li..tiurcly, sir, you are' !Mug 3110(1,"
throng, "is there not out uuwug you clic(] theroan, hi alarm, gazing cont -
who will sate ine front these two, passionately tit the White, handsome,
who are plotting guy rum. )1, Fa -
gemmed, face, -"11 could not be done!„
he i heaven," she g l uu eel
somebody's ,
,,, - • lot a heavy toll of hunk -notes, and
ROSEBUD,
Aged Sixteen.
t 1 t• a leatve t, c ' ; Rayluond Leslie drew front his 'tor-
ments,
1 1t•'s heat's with seen-
ptttlly tU sal a 11.0. i ilu est tlil'llt into the sexton's tl'Clllb- is enhurls, and there I was placed ill (t
Maud Arden's identity was soon he ling hand. * casl•et. I heard all they said as they
tn1di-her, and, uta tone which she" stood about me endeavored to make very tearful, sbo 1 led Must slot refuse ole, he - all the hot'-
t',riil;ld her desire that licselrtitl eled. "No one will ever know," things. they said, and the very her-
e a acs: to the usvluul ! At last the sexton consented, and ren elf it made ine faint away. Yon
:h01.111 be taken 1) it8 1i1Ohni stood, with beating heart must have Bitted ale then?„
by T)0. 'toward grid Cared for 11y him u rad bowed heats bared to the night "Yes," said Ray111onc1, shuddering;
for the prestos• i tt. d while the work of resurrection "rust you must, not think of that any
There could be no question as to wt�rrt� strttdily on. 1 more,, 1uy darling. There is sotrle-
+1.. 1s -0t,I iety of the u<ttnn. It was ; (rl i turd fast fell the rapid thing else I want to italk to you
".t is all tree, my darling," he that I do not care• --that it Will all
whispered, tr,•itg hard to repress his come out right is the end. Women
more deadly
peril than
have fatal < 1
mit, rat. rat. •
c s ttt,d have woe, (leechin the
this, , h
poor ill
"You tvol,ld fnr,,ltten the 1 c0 g• u
to ee tth if you w•0. 1 (o tell her just' WrIcri t t?o : 1l s btLt.g>w eutl, rrili' Way -
now th.,t site had been buried alive: fn`'htlp ro111e .1 hive I:ityluond t.eulie
Keep it f:out her emit she is strong ser closely; there is no peril I
would
en ash to 1 air the shock," whisper. 1101 T.rave for his sake."
ed the rector's .wife, as she silently She spoke hopefully to her own
left the room, ]eating the strangely
timid heart, but she had with her ti
t ni ed livers together. haunting fear she was never again
"1 1e renlber 1 was in the depot to Lose-••tt miserable consciousness of
last. nisi you save me from their. folly that was bringing sore wretch -
Raymond?" 0tbu'ss upon her; lever again was
e'," he answered, thinking to- she to feel free feoxu care. Even the
humor her fancy. • pitying, sorrowing angels up in heav-
"Ah Raymond, i remember still en could have pitied- poor little, 1no-
nlor•e, �" elle gasped. ''1 f 11 at their 11)001e88, misguided Rosebud for .1)ur-
feet and 7laudy thought. I Was c'llnsing love at such a bitter cost.
110.1(1. 'They 1001: rile hulk to Atttlt She tOl(1 herself, over 011(1 over
again, Percy Fielding nover should
find her.
She Was aroused from her reverie
by the entrance of her lover and the
rector, and the rector's wife -••kind old
font, her motherly face beaming with
sociles,
"1 have never heard of anything co
i rettily rouittntie," she said, hissing
11osebud heartily on both cheeks„
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.tains and admit the bright, golden
sunshine of early morning, Raymond
turned anxiously to ]rosebud.
"Tell ale why you look so sad, my
darling?" he whispered, l.lu}fal]y,
"You Hurst confess, note, what you
were thinking about; I am jealous of
my sweet one's very thoughts."
You. would laugh if I were to t'e'll
Yee." Site answered.
- "1 peonage -that I wi!1 not," .. he
said, clasping hen little hands more
closely.
"I was thinking what I should do
if—if anything hal petted to pert us."
"But nothing eve!• will," he said;
"nothing can part us but death."
"Would nothing ever make you love
1110 1088, Raylitonci?" she rile.!, wist-
fully. "Neither poverty nor ilce:-
tress?"
"No," he re; 11'cl, gayly, "nothing
you can think of or invent."
" 'Love is not lot 0 wl.i.11 otos s
when it alteration rinds.' "
he quoted smilingly.
"Nor di=grace?" she i crsistctl, tfm-
ic:1y. •
But he
lily.
"Rush!" he said; "the were! 'dis-
grace' hes n,,thieg in common 1wi.11
my pure Little Itose:11d. 1 to not
like such a word upon your lil•s: gicv-
er say it again. What disgrace could
ever touch you?"
IIe thought she 1 cferred to the
night she had passed ,in the asylum.
which had lice 1 toll so touchingly in
the papers; but he made no comment,
thinking; it was perfectly natural
that Rosebud should wish to leave
at once scenes that 1.rought such ter-
rifying reeullcetiors to her mind.
"Are you ready now, love?" he
tusked, as the rector advanced, pray-
er -book in hand. "But a few mo-
ments more anis you will be my own
dear little wife."
Ile . Wondered why she turned as
pale as death and cold dross of per-
spiration cattle out Rice dew on her
the safe?t Flan, theredc.ra the lest. I kes of the spade, while the toil-' about. You must ive me the right ...mid. of course, we, will iceep the Ill-
ed
a single inetltnt with
Rosebud took- ' tt o I ntl)o g
ow -t -r s around them seers tel eigh.' to protect you from this time out, tiro cadet 1f you ufsh to so ea rnest-
cd ret the cruet girt with a tearless . 1 re it lent t) the wandering might Little Rosebud, You must o 313y' ly; although neither lay husband nor
u:,°inv in ter pansy -lite eyes. tt ',Raymond Leslie slot) rs 1 r Il (i married ane that myself upJprovC of secrets; 110 good
Yoldie late bre,.,. e, as 1 ,wife.. if you a n ,l r n�. them."
she :l'1'1111g, 0) hl`t` fort, f g C1Uu'tt tO alwyitit. ilie ot(t grttve-digger 1 afternoon when lee' were driving in c.)lm, f t •
" heaving 1 recast. t the i ( 101 turned to ill, Svin-
rrnts tl;htly errs ler hl b list the heavy louts front the cold, ' the park all this would not have I A
• Reel:total, my leo el flood -bye, , t:a:mp earth and piece it 1(1>Ufl the iluppotled, You promised Isle yells; dery t.) dr mi t,side. the heavy rural
(!ti.Iia,)':" sldl> murmured. I earl , 1 1
irate r ti tett her half ang-
marble white forehead.
A day came in the near future whets
that scene came clearly back to him;
.and, God help him! then he kn,wr
Why—an hour when the bitterness eX
death would have been light to the
sorrow that crushed hint—when the
words of the poet seemed to meek
him as he repeated them:.
"Asn I mad, that I should cthorish 1111
That which bears but bitter fruit?
3 will pluck it from my bosom,
Though my heart be at the root."'
Now but one thouglrt occurred to
him—a fete minutes more, and the
(To be continued)
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