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TH0S. J. ADAMS, PROPRIETOR. EDGEFIELD, S. C., WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 14,1894. _-:---i--' r VOL. LIX. NO. 42. 7 Now as she "spoke ever moro faintly, and I listened bewildered, tho light of dawn grew slowly in tho chamber. It gathered on tho white shape of Otomio seatf-d in a chair hard by tho bed, and I saw thai, her anns hung down, and that ?tomic was scated in a chair by thc bcd. her head was resting on thc back of tho chair. Now I sprang up and peered into her face. It was white and cold, and I could feel no breath upon her lips. I seized her hand. That was also cold. I spoke into her ear, I kissed her brow, but she did not move nor answer. Tho light grew quickly, and now I saw all-Otomie was dead! . * . . * * . At last I rose with a sigh to seek help, and as I rose I felt that there was some thing set about my neck. It was tho col lar of great emeralds which Guatcmoc hud given to mc and that I had given to Oto mie. She had set it there while I slept, and with it a lock of her long hair. Both shall bo buried with me. I laid her in the ancient sepulcher amid tho bones of her forefathers and by tho bodies of her children, and two days later I rodo to Mexico in thc train of Bernai Diaz. At the mouth of tho pass I turned and looked back upon the ruins of the City of Pines, where I had lived so many years and where all I loved were buried. Long and earnestly I gazed, as in his hour of death a man looks back upon his past life, till at length Diaz laid his hand upon my shoulder. t4You are a lonely man now, comrade," ho said. "What plans have you for the future?" ''None," I answered, "except to die." "Never talk so," he said. -'Why, you are scarcely 40, and I who am 50 and more do not speak* of dying. Listen. You have friends in your own country-England?" "I had." "Folk livo long in those quiet lands. Go seek them. I will find you a passage to Spain." "I will think of it," I answered. In time wo came to Mexico, and Diaz found me a lodging. I abode in Mex ico 10 days, wandering sadly about the city and up to tho hill of Chapoltepeo, where Montczuma's pleasure house had been and where I had met Otomie. Noth ing was left of its glories except some of the ancient cedar trees. On thc eighth day of my stay an Indian stopped me in the street, saying that an old friend had charged him to say she wished to sec nie. I followed the Indian, wondering who tho friend might 'be, for I had no friends, and he led mc to a flue stone house in a new street. Here I was seated in a dark ened chamber and waited there awhile till suddenly a sad and sweet voice that seemed familiar to mc addressed mo in tho Aztec tongue, saying, "Welcome, Teule." I looked, and there before me, dressed in tho Spanish fashion, stood a lady, on Indian, still beautiful, but very feeble and much worn, as though with sickness and sorrow. "Do you not know Marina, Teule?" she said again, but befoore the words had left her lips I knew her. "Well, I will say this-that I should scarcoly have known you, Teulci Trouble and time have done their work with both of us." I took her hand and kissed it. "Where, then, is Cortes?" I asked. Now a great trembling seized her. "Cortes is in Spain, pleading his suit Ho ha? wed a new wifo there, Teule. Many years ago he put mo away, giving me in marriage to Don Juan Xaramillo, who took me because of my possessions, for Cortes dealt liberally with me, his dis carded mistress. " And sho began to weep. Then by degrees I learned the story, but I will not write it here, for it is known to tho world. When Marina had served his turn and her wit was of no more servico to him, thc conqueror discarded her, leav ing her to wither of a broken heart. She told me all the talo of her anguish when she learned tho truth and of how sho had cried to him that thenceforth he would never prosper. Nor indeed did he do so. For two houvs or moro wa talked, and when I had heard her story I told her minc, and she wept for mc, since with all her faults Marina's heart was ever gentle. Then we parted, never to meet again. Before I went she pressed a gift of money on me, and I was not ashamed to take it who had nono. This, then, was tho history of Marina, who betrayed her country for her love's sake, and this the reward of her treason^ and her love. But I shall always hold her memory sacred, for she was a good friend to me, and twice she saved my life, nor would she desert me, even when Otomie taunted her so cruelly. I CHAPTER XXXVI. THOMAS COMES BACK FROM THE DEAD. Now, on tho morrow of my visit to Marina the Captain Diaz came to see me and told me that a friend of his was in command of a carak, which was due to sail from the port of Vera Cruz for Cadiz, within 10 days, und that his friend was willing to give me a passage if I wished' to leave Mexico. I thought for awhile and said that I would go, and that very night, having bid farewell to thc Captain Diaz, whom may God prosper, for he was a good man among many bad ones, I set out from thc city for the last time in the company of some merchants. A week's journey took us safely down the moun tains to Vera Cruz, a hot, unhealthy town, with an indifferent anchorage, much exposed to thc fierce northerly winds.' Hero I presented my letters of recom mendation to the commander of thc carak, who gave me passage without question, I laying in a stock of food for thc journey. At length our voyage came to an end, and on a certain 18th of June I found my self in tlie mighty city of London. In London I bought a good horse,, through tho kind offices of the host of my inn, and on the morrow at daybreak I set out upon thc Ipswich road. I rude hard all that day and thc next, and my horse being stout and swift by' 7:30 o'c lock of thoevening I pulled np up on tho little hill whence I hud looked for my last on Bungay, when I rode thence from Yarmouth with my father. Below mo lay the red roofs of the town. There* to the right were I he oaks of Ditchinghani and tlie beautiful tower of St. Mary's church. Yonder the stream of Wavenoy wandered, and before me stretched the meadow lands, purple and golden, with marsh weeds in bloom. All was as it had been. leonid see no change at all. The only change was In myself. I dismount ed, and going to :i pool of water near the roadway I looked at the reflection of my own face. I was changed indeed. Scarcely should I have known it for that of the lad who had ridden np t!iis hill 20 years ago. Mounting my horse, I pushed on again at a canter, taking tho road psrst Wning ford Mills, through thc fords and Pirnhow town, leaving Bungay upon my left. In 10 minutes I was nt the nate of the bridle path that runs from thc Norwich road for half a nillo f>r lucre beneath the steep mid wooded bank II;.-rr the shelter of which stands the \'.ni p?r:-hii:g?tati|. Now tho h..:-v vtn* Isfort? mc It luid .changed no . : ... '-xccpj that ibo Ivy and creepers i II : . ' ?'i:t h:\d growfi higher to the rot i -tV'd J could seo that people !:' _.._ ; J.ouse, for it was well Kept, and gmoKo hung 'abov? thc chim neys. The gute was locked, and there were no serving men about, for night fell fast, and all had ceased from their labor. Leaving the house on tho right, I passed round to the stables that aro at tho back, near the hillside garden, but hero the gate was locked also, and I dismounted, not knowing what to do. Indeed I was so unmanned with fear and doubt that for awhile I seemed bewildered, and leaving tho horso to crop the grass where he stood I wandered to tho foot of the church path and gazed up the hill as though I waited for tho coming of or.e whom I should meet. Then suddenly there rose up in my mind a vision of tho splendid chamber in Mon tezuma's palace in Tcnoctitlan and of my self sleeping on a golden bcd and dream ing on that bed-I knew it now. I was tho god Tczcat, and on tho morrow I must be sacrificed, and I slept in misery, and as I slept I dreamed. I dreamed that I stood whero I stood this night, that thc scent of thc English flowers was in my nostrils as it was this night, and that tho 6\vcct song of tho nightingales rang in my ears as at this present hour. I dreamed that as I mused and listened thc moon carno up over the green ash and oaks, and, lol thefe she shone. I dreamed that I heard a sound of singing on tho hill. But now I awoke from this vision of the past and of a long lost dream, for as I stood tho sweet voico of a woman began to sing yonder on thc brow of tho hill. I was not mad; I heard it clearly, and tho sound grew even nearer as tho singer drew down tho hillside. It was so near now that I could catch thc very words of that sad song, which to this day I remember. Now I could see a woman's shape in the moonlight. It was tall and stately and clad in a white robe. Presently she lifted her head to watch th a flitter of a bat, and Tall and stately and clad- in a wh ite robe. tho moonlight lit up her face. It was thc face of Lily Bozart, my lost love,beautiful as of yore, though grown older and stamp ed with the seal of some groat sorrow. I saw, and so deeply was I stirred at the sight that had it not been for the long paling to which I clung I must have fall en to the earth, and a deep groan broke from my lips. She heard the groan and ceased her song. Then, catching the sight of the fig ure of a man, she stopped and turned as though to fly. I stood quite still, and wonder overcame her fear. She drew nearer and spoke in the sweet, low voico that I remembered well, saying: "Who wanders here so late? Is it you, John!"' Now when I heard her speak thus a new fear took me. Doubtless she was married, and ''John'' was her husband. I had found her, but to lose her more complete ly. Of a sudden it came into my mind that I wo'ild not discover myself till I knew tho truth. I advanced a pace, but not so far as to pass from the shadow of the shrubs which grew here, and taking my stand in such a fashion that the moon light did not strike upon my face I bowed low in the courtly Spanish fashion, and disguising my voico spoke as a Spaniard might in broken English, which I spare to write down: "Madam," I said, '"have I the honor to speak to one who in bygone years was named the Senora Lily Bozard?" "That was my name," she answered. "What is your errand with mc, sir!"' Now I trembled afresh, but spoke on boldly. "Before I answer, madam, forgive me If I ask another question. Is this still your name?" "It is still my name. I am no married woman," she answered, and fora moment tho sky seemed to reel abovo me and thc ground to hcavo beneath mylect like tho lava crust of Xaca. But as yet I did not reveal myself, for I wished to learn if sho :till loved my memory. [TO BE CONTINUED.] 2? Women . SHOULD USE . BRADFIELD'S IFemale Regulator.: % Every ingredient possesses superb] I Tonic properties, and exerts a wonder ? ful influence in toning up and strength-1 j ening her system by driving through | J the proper channel all impurities.fi ft Health and strength are guaranteed to j ft result from its use. 2* Mr wife, who was bedridden for olRhteen! Jv months, arter ublnn BRADFIELD'S FEMALE T*1" REGULATOR for two months, ls Retune well. ' -J. M.JOHNSON, Malvern, Ark. 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