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- The Old, Old Story.
I bade lhim good-hyo with a laughing eye,
In a careless. girlish way :
But. I turnel asisle in tiime to 111410
The tear thnt w-1M bolld to stray
Yet. I hrnshel oif wi 1ith joyous laugh,
It haul fallen by him unseen:
For li runst not know, ere I turned to go,
What a foolish girl I'd Lcen. ..
Hie nust. not know why I treImbled so
'Neath the glance of his dlark black eye.
But back in my heart from whence it would
start,
I mt,i crush I hie rebel sigh;
I hurried along lhroughl a motly throng,
lnt. my eye %%ith1 tears were im i,
And my heart was sore-it would beat no
mnore,
With the hope I was lear to him.
For his words were cold, and his parting
Me each warm love throb to still
But ny passion wild, like a wayward child,
W"oul.icI yicIi not to reason's will :
I had lovel hin long, though I knew 'twas
wlong,
For he gave me no look, no wor I
Yet passing ine by With i a careless eye,
The chords of' my heart were stirred.
I've seen lin smile on tlie lovely, while
lie has oft Iirne frowned on ieo;
Yet, his ihune ad 1tal m-e I can ne'er erasO
Fron the boolks ot my ineinory ;
I will keep them there, aunil oft in prayer
iIis dear namne I'll waft above:
An1d1 Ille aingels alone, when tie night winis
'no:111,
Will hear of my hopeless love.
[ Written Expressly for the Fairfield Herald.]
WILD WOO .
('ll %1,'T1.n I.
She was like
A dream of poetry, tihat may not he
Written or told--exceedingly beautiful.
W I .Is.
There stands in a secluded neigh
borhood near one of our Southern
cities an old and disnantled house,
whose ruined walls are covered with
creeping ivy and whose decaying roof
is overgrown with dark green imoss.
''the folinge around is so dense that no
glimtpse of the solitary mansion can be
obtained, until the lost traveler has
actually reached the iron gate, whii
is situated directly in front, and from
which, the once liofty portion could he
distinctly seen through a long avenue
of magnificent water--oaks. I tlrty,
lost traveler, because no one volunta
rily visits that mansion on account of
an old legend which declares that the
place is haunted by the spirit of a
beautiful maiden, who lived there
years ago. Those who reside in the
vicinity assert most positively, that
no ray of sunlight eve. shines upon
the (lark andl gloomy walls, that 1no
bird of heaven ever sinlgs amidl thle
lofty branches of the towering oaks,
that stands like grim sentinels around,
and that no lovely flower rears its tiny
head amonag the tangled undergrowth
that literally covers tihe yard and gar..
den of the deserted mansion. But it
is stately,even inl its decay, and glori
ous, even in its ruims..
In its palmniest days it might have
p been the pride and wonder, the envy
and admiration of the country, for
miles arountd. It seemed more like
somel lofty castle of ancient times
thtan an American dIwelling. The unu
sual size, the lofty and imposing eol
umns, tihe belfreys, cupola, winding
staircase and nieches in the wall added
much to its attractions. whlile the
magnificent forest around, reminded
one of "Sherwood, dark and green,"
wheore Robin IIood, with Friar T1uick
and Little J1olhn held high revel night
and day. There was a time when tile
ruinous pile was grand and new ; when
the yard andl garden were ornamented
' with rare and beautiful flowers; when
the conservatory was filleod With thte
most fragrant exotics. There was a
time when a miniature lake, over
which tihe lights and shladows were
constantly dhanoing, reflected the clear
blue of tihe heavcens; when a erystal
fountain sang and sparkled and show
ered its drops, like rare nnd costly
diamonds, into the marb,le basin be
neath. Ah I that beautiful fountain,
with its own rainbow encircling it like
a halo1, has vantished like a vision of
the night and no traces are left, save
here and there, a sma.l fragment of
the marble that composed the basin.
Years ago canaries and mocking
birds, suspended in cages, sang in
exqisite little sumflmer-houses, cover
ed with oreeping vines of jessamine and
honeysuckle, while wild birds of the
forest, eamo near bursting their tune
ful throats trying in vain to rival
them, in the dlelicious sweetness of
their songs. Statuettes of exquisite
marble ornamented both houso and
gardlen, while elegant pictures adorn
ed the walls of the picture-gallery.
Thore were women of beauty there
both of ancient and modern times.
('leopat ra, the glorious sorceress of
the Nile, who qualed pearls from her
gemmed goblet and triumphed over
the hearts of two of Earth's mightiest
warriors. Nina Di llarelli-the may
nificent Cumacan sybil of Rome, with
her oriental beauty-the proud and
haughty, but idolized wife of Rome's
Rienzi, her last and noblest Tribune.
Still farther on and side by side, hung
Mary of Scotland, the most beautiful,
the most illustrious and the most ill
fated of her ill-fated race, and Anne
Boleyn, the unhappy successor of the
"spotless Arragoneso infanta'' in the
affections of the pet lidious King lien
ry of the honso of Tudor. Josephine,
of whom Napoleon said, "she wins
hearts while I conquer empires," look
ed sadly forth from the wall, upon
MariO Antoinotte, Austria's illustri
ous princess and France's most unfor
tunate queen.
But we must not linger too long
here, we must tell of those who in
habited the hou.e and particularly
of two fair maidens who camo often
to look upon these lovely women that
flourished years ago. General St.
Clair, once a veteran soldier, after
wards, a star politician, had sought
this shade-embowered nook, to spend
the few remaining years of his declin
ing life-bringing with him, his only
child, a maiden so fair and stately as
to fill the minds of the simple coun
try folks with awe and wonder, and a
nephew as handsome as the Apollo
Belvidere. General St. Clair had, in
early life, wooed and won a lady,
whose heart had never acknowledged
him as its king. "lotives of interest
had induced her parents to persuade
her into a marriage which was dis
tasteful to her feelings. 11cr husband
sought in vain to win her love, he
lavished upon her a soul's wealth of
affection, robed her in garments like
a queen's, decked her white brow
with pearls from Bahrein and dia.
monds from Golconda, but unfortu
nately for him,it was not his delight ful
privilege to call the warm blush to her
cheek nor the tender love-light to her
eye. After two years of heart-sick
ness she died, when the little Leontara
was but two weeks old, and went to
rejoin her only love, who had found a
grave in the "briny sea, where pearls
lie deep." She manifested but little
affection for the snowdrop that lay
upon her bosom but one brief fort
night. Those who watched beside her
are said to have heard her iurmur
once, as if in sleep, "she too, is fa
ted." Perhaps this unhappy mother,
who was approachiig so near to the
dark bourne from which no traveler
returns, had looked into the dread
arcana of the future and had seen
there, the coming fate of the frail
babe whose life had cost her, her own.
After her death, Leonora was commit
ted to the care of her grandparents
and General St. Clair again entered
the great arena of publio life.
Years passed, the fragile infant
grew to glorious womanhood, refined,
accomplished, brilliant, but, cold and
stately as an iceburg in the Artic
ocean. Men worshipped her from
afar, as they worshipped the glittering
stars that shone in the blue
vault of heaven, so infinitely above
their reach. T1here were two only,
dared to approach her, her cousin
Percy, who was also her father's ward,
tihe only son of a deceased brother
and, save the General anid his daugh
ter', the only remaining scion of a long
and noble line of aneestors. The oth
er was Eugene Trevelyan, a traveled
and polished gentleman, in his thi rty
fifth year, and a warm friend and ad
mirer of General St. Chair's. This
man hand traveled much in Europe
and A merica, some ini Asia ; lie had
seen the Persian Pern and the Turk
ish Hlouri ; tile d ark-b,rowed Spanish
donnas; the golden-haired dames of
Albion's beautCouls isle: the gay Par
isian belles; the Orecian and Italian
women, whose beauty is so renowned
in song and story, but never in his
life had he beheld so fair a creature
as Leonora St. Clair. In England,
even peeresses of the realm had eon
descended to smile upon the princely
American and wvherover he went lhe
won golden opinions and bright smiles
were showered upon him, but that
proud knee bowed to none, that proud
heart acknowledged no gneen until
the frozen beaut,y of Leoniora St.
(Clair, dawned uponi hlim, in its calmi,
clear radiance like a thing of light.
She was then with her father and cous
in in a Southern city, a bright and
shining star in the galaxy of beauty
with a train of satellites forever in the
distance. Her complex ion was as white
as Carrara mar ble and without a blem
ish. No roses ever bloomed upon her
eheok ; the lily was queen-triumphant
there.. Hier forehead was Madonna-like
in its purity ; the brows, highly arched
and delicately pencilled ; the lashes,
long and sweeping; the nosc,an exqgui
site Grecian ; the mouth, small,and tihe
teeth, seemed like a line of pearls
b)etween rows of corale ; the oars were
beautifully shaped ;the head, rieck,
aind in fact tihe whole of .the slender
figure, might have been coveted by an
empress. HIer eyes were "deeply,
darkly, beautifully lue" and -her
head was covered with a rich profu
nien nf ringles o puty gold. She
bore a striking resemblance to Rph-i.
nel's Madonna.
],,it it was firmly believed that this
girl with all her wondrous beauty war
utterly devoid of a heart. 'lI'hose who I
con.pared her to a cold and glittering t
icicle, know not that she loved in se- d
eret arol sorrowed that she loved, I
mourned in bitter dust and ashes that u
her proud heart wa" given to one, who v
was all unoonsci-)5 thait maiden's r
affections, richrr by far, than all the 11
wealth of the tldies had twined them
selves around hiin n
Percy St. (lair was, as became the
descendant of a noble house, lofty n
and noble, brilliant and handsome, g
with dark flashing eyes and hair whose s
jetty blackness, rivalled midnight it- I
self. It had been the darling wish of 0
General St.. (lair to unite his nephew f
and his daughter, but the gay indiffer- i
ence of the one and the chilling reserve
of the other, effectually destroyed his ii
hopes. So when Eugene Trevelyan g
returned from his European tour, p
when the old man discovered his many d
excellent qualities and behold his e
deep and devoted love for his daugh- ,
ter, he almost rejoiced that she was 11
not aflianced to Percy. Perey, him
self favored the suit of Trevelyan and (
wondered at his fair cousin's indiffer- b
ence. Leonora, when holding com- 8
mtunion with her own heart, in the 8
holy twilight hours, feat that if she s
could only love Trevelyan as much as v
she esteemed him, she would willingly I
and joyfully link her destiny with his P
and go down the low valc of life, sup.
ported by his strong arm. But the r
hidden love that was consuming her r
heart, cried out "impossible ! inpossi- t
!Ie !!" Weary of being plunged into e
a vortex of dissipation that had no o
attractions for her, she besought her t
father to take her to some sequestred e
place, where they might spend the a
remainder of their days peacefully. 1
Anxious to gratify her wish, Gene- 0
ral St. Clair purchased Wildwood, Z
then just completed, from its owner
who was so deeply involved in debt i
that he could not do otherwise than P
part with his elegant mansion, though fi
with the greatest reluctance. Thith- t
er wero sent costly furniture, books, t
pictures, statues, &o., and in due time 1
went (lenrral St. Clair, his daughter a
and Percy, to take possessioa. The a
old man devoted himself to improving n
the grounds. Percy was to spend the '
summer months with them and return t:
to the city in the fall to pursue the I
study of law. Time glided serenely
along. Percy and Leonora sang togeth- t
er, walked and rode together and the a
latter began to hope that the sweet b
'dream of her life would be realized, a
that the gallant Percy might learn to t
love her, not as a cousin, nor as a sis- t
ter, but as man loves the woman for i
whom he is willing to sacrifice every
thing but honor. Alas ! fair maiden, i
graceful and delicate as the first frail I
blossoms of Spring, must the golden s
goblet of happiness so soon be dashed a
from your lips ? Must another actor b
appear upon the stage to win from 2
you the one whom you so tenderly t
love ? Must the flowers of love in e
your heart, lie bleeding 1 0
One day there came a letter with a 0
black seal to General St. Clair. Its
contents were brief and were the last a
request of a dying man-an old and C
valued friend. hi
"Take my child,"' lie said, ''and be
to her as a father for she will soon r
have no other on earth.'" h
Such a request was not to be slight- I
ed awl' a fortnight from that time ni
cam:e gentle Lilian Lyle to dlwell at t
Wild wood. Sweet Lilian Lyle with
her fresh face, rosy cheeks, rich braids C
of dark brown hair anid sort hazel J
eyes, was-as Percy St. (lair secretly I
thought-the sweetest little sun-k
beanm that ever peeped into the great l'
house at Wildwood.
ti
Ch!APTER ir. I
I love L1hee, and I feel
That on (hi, fountain of' may heart f.a seal n
Is set to keep its waters pure and bright
For thee.
gHiEL.,Y.
Autumn had come with its gorge- r
ous tints and variegated hues-its
cloudless days and its low murmur- d
ing winds and still Percy St. C'lair u
lingered at WVildw5,od arid gazed away ti
down into the liqguid orbs of "airy, n1
fairy Lilian," as he playfully called
the gentle stranger. Between LeSOno- I
ra St. Clair and Lilian Lyle no bond hi
of sympathy could ever vi.ait. Leono-- ra
ra's heart seemed encased in solid ice ti
and Lilian's sunny smiles and playful t1
ways failed effectually to thaw it.- t<
Once she had said to Percy a
"rs your cousin a marble statue or a
a living and bireathing woman ?" andl b
he had laughingly replied that some 3a
day Leoniora would love like other a
women, that the frozen heart would a
melt and pour a Ilood of glorious ji
sunlight into tIhe countenance, but the Ia
time never came. t
P'ercy and Lilian loved eaoh other' d
though they spoke no word of love e
and uttere d no vows. Unseen mes' o
sengers from heart to heart ear- Y
ried unapoken rnessages. They were o
happy ; no thoug~ht of the future ever 8
elouded their joy ; they droamied net v
that serpents lurked. in -pathwiys, t,
atgew,l with flowe?rs, and th rustT out 0
their forke4,Aefiry tongaes tQ ingilit $
deadly wopands .upon the -.unh.eedng '
passer-by. To 'erc.y, it:a ..... a
nystery-a never ecasing wonder
ach day developed some now and ad
irauble nait of character. Ier er
itisite physical organization charms
is eye, while the graces nnd virtdc
hat adorned her cbarneter coniltu
y cantivated his heart. Leq;ior
new instinctively that she had'a i'lva
n tho first night of Lilian's arrival
,'het}isho beheld the admiring bu
espectful glance that Perey bestowe
pon her, for she was beautiful, d<
pite the tean ful face and sable gar
ionts.
Jeonora struggled against the de
ion jealousy, but in vain ; his ire
rip was upon her and the feeble r(
istance that she could offer was easi
y overcome. Outwardly she wa
old and calm, but within, a burnina
aver consumed her-an intense long
ng for something dim and undefined
he was immeasurably above contend
ig with Lilian for Percy's love an
radually withdrew from their con
anionship as much as possible. Non
reamed that in her breast there burn
d such an Etna that all the waters o
lie Atlautie could not have quenche
It was evening in the latter part c
)ctober; the sun was slowly sinkin
ohind the Western hill-looking lik
oine mighty luminary dipped in
sa of sapphire ; a rich rose-color over
pread the whole earth and the hea
ens were deeply an serenely blue
,eonora sat in a ru tio chair in th
arden, beside a b utiful statue c
diobe, with one transparent cheel
esting against the icy marble. The
esembled each other much-the sta
no and the maiden-save that th
no was, diAsoived in tears and th
ther.was, tearless. Ab ! could th
he foijntains of her heart have open
d-,Oould she have wept her sou
wy as did Niobe, the fair plants an
avely flowers that gfew and blossom
d in her .heart would not sq-spo
4ve witherod.and perished. .
"Passing away," 'murnuro&, A
naiden to herself, "all- things ar
assing away; tho ourth itself. $ypi
es it; thQ:rosy and goldpn..lu.ih o
lie forest, is but the herald of decay
lie leaves are withered and fallen; th
owers.havelost theiri fragrpneo an
re drooping ; the bird- are leavin
ud seeking a home in a more eonS
ial clime where spring is perennial
rhere orange bowers and magnoli
roves, shed their rich perfume th
ivelong year."
As she sat thus and aoliloquiset
bte twilight shadows gathered arouni
nd the silver stars peeped out fror
ehind night's dusky curtain. Step
pproaohed and voices were soon dit
inotly heard-the eathpAt pleudin
ones of Percy and Lilian's'ns snft an
weet as the chime of a silver bell.
Leonora would have arisen, scorn
ig to play the part of eaves-droppel
at a chain seemed to rivet her to th
pot ; her heart stood still and he
trength forsook her. The two un
ceded ones perceived not that
rhite-robed figure crouched besid
be statue of Niobe, with blanche,
heeks and clenched hands, but spok
n soft and low, as those who love in
line to speak.
"Lilian," said her lover in tende
coents, "consent now, to become in
ife-I grieve much to leave you be
ind."
"Nay, Percy,"~ answered shie, i
layful, but tremulous tones, "yo
aive but to-night told me of you
>ve-I must test it a little ore I giv
p my maiden freedom and put o
lie golden bands of wedlock."
"Put me to any test you like, in
dry princess, none other than Lilia
ayle shall over reign supreme over mi
cart. Ah I sweet one, you can nove
now what a crowning glory your pur
>ve is to me."
"Percy," said the girl in a mDusin
ne, "how strange that you shoul
>vO me. W hy not love Leonora 1"
"Love Leonora '" chood Pec
why L.an, I would as soon hay
mought of loving the statue of Niob
bat we have just passed."
"Be still my heart," gasped Loone
r, as it gave one great throb.
T1he steps and voices died in th
istanee and the pale stars shone dow>
pen a lifeless figure, stretched upoi
se dew-besuprin kled earth, by th
uarble statue of Niobe.
They found her thus. Percy ani
silan had returned to the house, to
ad been annou rreed and when Leonc
i did not appear, a servadit.wae sen
> summoni her, but the servatut' re
ned, saying that she was no wher
> be founad, A search was ,immedi
tely instituted.throughuout the ground
nd when she-was discoveredli Perey
inmself,- lifted .her tenderly in hi
aogam rd bore herthro;
partment. There she lay,, for .day
nd weeks, white as a snowdrop, an<
inst as powerless. Lilian hung:.ov
or witht to most affectioniate soli
unde and nursed her with all the ten
erness pod devotion of. a sister., N
l6'd *f tbh'eter Ieaued ftrni-L
mh e 11~ and Mi1e
reathed her wan face for the' ligli
( hope hkd j~teeo oofntWN'eu eti
ho convaleseed slowly ad'hey delig
hos4 love foi her amhou#ted.'almoi
o ado'rationxaas oVMjoyedelreti 1
miof the pa0eO toJolOd4m3esuti
dinter munso&k. aana:'
On the firat af' December Percy 1o
- for the city, carry leg enshrined in his
bosom the insgu of his spotlc.s lily,
- and that sanme day came Eugene Trev
d elyan to Wildwood to oll'r his brave,
f pure heart to its quvenly mistie+s.
4i4ues had not impaired Leoorn's
a wondrous beunty and in the eyes of
1 him who loved her with such perfect
,love, she seemed like an enshrined
t saint, with her golden hair encircling
d her head like a crown of glory. As
Trevelyan looked upon her his heart
- seemed to congeal within him. ie
naked himself, "could any man ever
- dare to call that woman, wife i
n Surely not." A nd 3 et his great love
. for her, like a mighty and irresistible
- torrent, impelled him onward. So
s when they sat alone in tbo coming
5 twilight, with the full-orbed winter
- moon looking in at the window, and
the great cheerful fire slowing in the
grates, he knelt beside her and
I told her of a love so deep and pure
- and strong that angels migit have lis
a tened and rejoiced. But sho turned
- away from him in in her anguish and
f cried,
I "Oh ! would to God that I could
love you-would to God that I could
f feel your strong, protecting aria
g around me-could rebt this weary,
a aching bead upon your bosoml, but it
a can never, never be."
- In vain ho pleaded, with such pas
- sionate, burning words of love as
might have made the angels in hea
D von weep.
f Weeks passed on and ripened into
c months and all things at Wildwood
y remained unchanged, save the young
- mistress herself. She had grown fit.
a ful; her eyes glared sometimes with
a a strange, lurid light and a spot of
o crimson burned on each cheek. The
- physicians spoke of consumption and
1 a malady of the heart, but knew notof
1 the volcano that raged within her
- breast; knew not of the li htning-hike
a .rapjdity with which the bleed, liko
i.iuyning lava, coursed throughi her
evams ; knew not that reason itself,ias
a about to abdicate its throne.
Leonora St. Clair was going mad
f but no one thought it; no one dream
; ed tha, the white rose of Wildwood in
e all her stainless purity, would go
I down to the grave, a maniae.
Spring camo. Earth put on her
- iobes of henuty--lirilliant Iarterres
of flowers bloomed everywhere-gen
a tle zephyrs kissed the peach-bloom on
o the cheek of Lilian Lyle, as she ran
hither and thither, gathering flowers
and weaving them into lovely gar
I lands to decorate the pictures in the
a gallery and the statues in the yard
s and garden. Preparations were going
- on for a magnificent bridal. Percy
and Lilian were to be united. Every
;1 body was mad with excitement. Le
onora herself, exhibited a faint show
- of interest., though all unseen, her
, eyes would somuetimcs glare upon
a Lilian with such bitter hatred that,
r had the fair bride-elect seen them,
- she would have almost been netamor
a phosed into stone. Sometimes too, a
a triumphant smile would play upon
I her lips and when no one was near, a
e low mocking laugh would escape her.
r Nor wdnnd T cinge my lri.al love
y For any one of liv;ng mould.
.. CAxenEI.r..
The bridal night had come. Tho
a bridegroom with his suiteo had arrived.
T Wildwoo seemed transformed into a
r fairy palace. Lights gleamed from
a every window ; flowers bloomed in
a every nook andl corner, and light
breezes wafted their delicious perfume
y from room to room. Soul-thrilling
a music pervaded the entire house,
y while "fair women and brave men'"
spoke low words of love beneath the
a gorgeous chandeliers. Those who
were romantic, stole out into the rose
g bowers or atrolled around the yard.
I The grounds were nmagnlficently light
ed and presented a scene of the moat
', exquisite beauty. The pale eresent
moon was slowly disappearing when
a the last guests arrived. GIroups of
domestics were gathered in the door
-! ways, anxiously looking forward to
Shie coming of the bridal party. Gene.
a ral St. Chair was passing to and fro
a among his guests,endearoring to make
a the inutervening time pass pleasantly.
a Percy and the groomsmen were au the
library Impatiently a*aiting the p
I pointed honr.eap
a In an upper chamber, before a full.
- length mirror, stood Leonora 8t. Clair
t in h,er hand she held a small crystal
- vial contaimag i dark gluid. She
a was evidently contemplating h ereelf
-in the mirror, and she was indeed
s peerlessly beautiful. Stiff folds of
,satin fell around hef- slender figure
a a tiara of diamonds sparkled 'upon
a rhere matchless brow-an nnearthly
s light gleamed in her dark blue eyes
1 and a deep~ starlet flush suffused her
r once pallid cheeks. She' was splendid
-ly attired and she looked npota hers
- sel, seehiigly% with'great stisfa4-v
a tion.
S"Yes," she murmured, "I am attir
r *d.like'assaltana, not' forathb btldal,
6 but for the tomb i thgere will be' two
. -brides- to-night-'-two'brideeiofr an j4y
, ;.brid6gtoopn, Ab i Pe'o'y St. Olalt,
t :Mttle -do:you dreama that fou are never
a .agaid:t@ presis therey lips of her
t zwhom jon.' okh A gour.fspotlewi 111/,'
I Mile .thb'drm ' blood.of lIfe dfow.
through' ijerhviud"littI& ede- 1ydd
Sramthaf, she. whom youn eumd whIt
and cold, by the statue of N iob,e, was
spared to deal you such a roarful blow
ans would make your blood curdle
even to think of it,"
"The hour la* comc," Slie cn( imn
md, and raising the vial to hrr lip, she
hurriedly drank its content s. Front
a partly open drawer ste drow a sinall
bright dagger and after carefully con
coaling it in the folds of her dress, she
glided from the room, hurriedly tra- !
versed the broad passage and entered
the apartment of the bride.
Lilian was alone and on her knees
before the throne of God. She had
desired her attendants to withdraw
into another roon, that .she might.
spend a few remaining ioments in
aommunion with Ilim, who had be
stowed upon her such unutterable
tap piness. Leonora entered so noise
lessly that her devotions wore not dis.
turbed until she stood directly in front
of her and then site arose, gazing with
silent wonder upon her,who seemed to
have been transformed into a terrible
Nemosis.
"Lilian Lyle," slo hissed between
ir clenched teeth, "you are arrayed
for your bridal. Know you that i
deep and terrible grief rolls between
you and your bridegroom ? A gulf upon
which, no sun ever shines-over wh ich
no rainbow ever hangs? Alt ! a gulf
that no bridge of matn's ingenuity can
aver span ?" She paused a moment
and then, as if speaking to herself
moutinued, "the poision works rapidly,
but I Will yet have my revenge."
"Loonora," said Lilian, trembling
fearfully an4 Atonhpting to leave the
room, "you aro-iad you know not
nh ti you ay/,5'
"N' ast" ech qd Leonora, as she
sprueng .,t9 tho, :door, locked it and
withdaw. the hoy, "A I ! I at mad
udoo,. and you have made 1m1o so,
yu -have stole front me the heart of
0 only man I ever loved and for that
p fe't, you die to-night."
't-leray, screamed L1ilian in will
dgBpairing accents, "save imo, Oh !
tvo ise, for the love of God."
But the dagger was drawn and
plunged into her bosom and with a
low groan, she sank upon the carpeted
loor. For a moment, Loonora stood
with hrr rrertd fnr't drawn to its full
h - .e w lit.u 1 .mo burning in her
blue eye and thve wit hont a sign or
sound, fell prostrate beside Lilian.
Lilian's wild cry had boon hoard
throughout. the cut ire house ; it rever
berated ft,:m t om':~ '. room ; tho guests
were filled with L.n.. teation ; alarm
was depicted upon every countenance;
servants ran wildly to and fro. Percy
had heard the shriek as lie was in the
set of procceding to the bt ide's apart
ment. With a swift step ho reached
the door, to find it locked, and the
terriiled bridesmaids clustering
sround, crying and wringing their
hiands.
"My God," lie cried, "wtthat can it
be' Lilian, dear one, I an here,
>penl the door for 0od's sake !"
lnt no gentle voice answered him
all within that room was as still tnd I
4iltnt as the grave. There was a great
rush to the door, ponderous blows
were aimed it it and after two or
three unsuccessful cf'orts it yielded
and Percy St. Clair and his uncle
stood upon the threshold of Lilian's
room. What dread ful sight was it
that met their view?1 Whtat made
P~orey St. Clair's dark check blanch
and his piercing eye grow dint ? Why
dlid the strong miant shake and tremn
ble like an aspen leaf ?
Near the (loor laty Lilian, lher browns
hair dishevelled, hecr white dress cov
ared with crimson stains and one fair
hand resting on her 'bosom,5 bathed in
lthe life-blood wiche wsas welling from
i weundl beneath. A little apart lay
rieonora-the gray shadow of death
treeping over her and a smile of seraph
oe swootncss settling upon her coun
~enance. She seeined more like an
ine flgtthan a murderess and a
m,icido. Poor, proud, bh'okon heart'h
Bhio knew not what 81h0 did. D)uring
the last few weeks of her life reason
iad becon gradually resigning its em..
pire and Lilian's coiming miarri ago
zavo it a final stroke. Lfeonora St.
Chair, the heiress of WVild wood, the
lucen of beauty, the idolized child of
Uhe gray-hiaired old General, died a
Words are inadequiato to describe
he wild scene that ensued. The de-'
iolato father trying in vain to restore
ifo to the inanimate fo,rm of his child,
als groans smniting p:dinf;slly, upon (lhe
ars of theso around him, Oh I it
was pitiful to behold the deep grief
written so indelibly upon his face.
r,ilian, it wvas diacovered, was not
load, alto was conveyed to another
'partiment and the best medical aid
mtuediately .summoned. Tfhe wound
roved not t.o bo fatal, though it, was
onsiderod seriQus, and the best nurs
zig was reqjuired. eorcy: hung over
ior for hiours, refusing to be comfort
ad.until she herself, opened her eyes
u$i4adq.lhim hope for the.best.
Upon L'eonora's-dressing-table two
letters were, disogvered, Qne to her
6 tb"1nd oneo to Trevahyan, :A ms
ien *ag Imindd'fMiy d isiptohod to
lti dm theiater froin" f e eiRg ed
the 6eeno of the soebdd'day he c'ame,
palep.:trd,est'aine'd and 'eai to
look uponw tfid:last iremalii of 'her,
wheni hsi ha;d so 4erblssly3 klo.m
"Where is sh(6a.4rtefeioIoed-t' eas
in hollow tone fromi i m ia l!~,.
"'Trevelyan," answered lerey,whose
ioble heart bore no malice, "her body
lies in ymflecr room, but her sweet
spirit Iuat: forsahen its earthly tene
meint only to soar heavenward and
dwell in celestial gardens, where the
anmaranthine flowers of hope and hap
piness bloom unceasingly, and whore
fouptains of living water never fail."
"Bid theni leave me alone with the
dcad," spoke Trevelyan as lie entered
the room wher e she lay, "the heart
knoweth its own sorrow and the
stranger intermeddleth not."
l'ercy waved his hand, those who,
were within silently withdrew and tho
mourner was left alone with his lost
treasure.
"Iconora," he murmured, "thou
art no colder in death than thou wert
to mo in life."
lie stood with uncovered head and
gazed long upon the pale, waxen
corpse, on whoo fnarblo brow tho
tiara of diamonds still rested. His
lips moved and again he murmured,
"Ilenceforth the world shall be to
me, a drearv wilderness, my home, a
.epulelie. No s-veet hopo shall ever
agnin dawn in my heart. No star
ever again illuminato my pathway.
All will be dark-dark-and dismal
as the lonely grave whither thou art
going. They call thee a suicide-a
would-be murderess. Alh! noblo one,
thou wort mad-no crime could have
over stained the imnaelnato purity of
thy fair hand, had reason resigned upon
her throne. Let the bitter world ever
dare to breathe that thou wast aught
hut an earthborn angel and Eugene
'l'revelynn will wade through seas of
blood to wipo the stain from thy spot.
less nnie."
"Oh, my ( od !" he continued, fall
ing upon his knees beside the corpse,
"h asten the time wheni my spirit shall
aseond beyond the stars, whon we two
shall walk together, the pearl-paved
streets of the New Jerusalem and
stand together, around Thy great
white throne."
Bonding over the body he pressed
kiss after kiss upon brow, cheek, and
lip, murmuring words of the most
passionato endearment, then, after
gazing long and silently upon the fair
face, as if to impress every lineament
of it, indelibly upon his memory, lie
arose and left the room.
Those who had seen Eugene Trovel
yan in the pride and glory of his
manhood, with the flush of health
upon his cheek, would scarce have
recognized him now. llis eyes had
lost, all their brightness and were
sumIkeit and surrounded by dark oir
eles ; all color had forsaken his face
and left it ghastly and rigid ; his step
had lost its elasticity and he looked
like a prematurely old man-one who
had longed been tossed hither and
thither upon the great billows of sor
row. Those who looked upon him,
didi so with reverence, and conviction
came to every one that ho carried in
biu bosom, a bleeding and broken
Iea rt.
But little more remains to bo told,
ILeonora St. Clair was buried and a
magnificent mausoleum of white mar
ile reared to her memory, but the
legend declares that her spirit found
no rest in the grave and that a want
spectre can yet be seen, when the
moon and stars are shinting, as well as
on (lark and stormy nights, gliding
mysteriously from place to plac.
Sometimes too, low, thrilling strains
of nmusic can be heard, but oftone',
heart-rending sobis, as if a heart were
breaking. Whether this h)0 true or
not it is known that .Idlian Lyle's fair
eheeks woere often blanched wvithi ter
ror, when by accident she was lef&
alone during the period of her conva
hesconiao. It is known also that she
declared to Percy she could not rest
in peace until the broad ocean rolled
between her and the.grave of Leonora
St. ClJair.
They wvere married and found a
hiomie on Transatlantic shores where
no shadowy phantom ever came to
disturb the the deep serenity of their
wedded love and peace, S4oon after
their departure, Geoneral St. Olair was
gathered to.his fathers.
oryears a solitary mourner inade
annual pilgrimages to Wildwood, like
some old pilgrim journeying to his
sacred shrine. 'Phey say at sueh times,
sighs would 1)e heard near the lonely
grave under the weeping willow, and
bitter pray ers. After awhile these
visits ceased and men knew that Eu-'
gene Trevolyan's (lark, stern face had
vanished from earth and that he had
gono to that blissful land where there
is "neither marrying, nor giving ina
mnarri age."
A young lady school teacher of in.'
dilana polls, was, Ote Sunday lately, en.
denvorinug to impress -apon her schiof.
are the terrible punishment of Nebu'
obuadnezzar, 'She told them for seven
years lhe ate grass just like a cow,
r1nst then a small bo.y asked, "Did lhe
givo milk ?"
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