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ilt;l at the pretty, childishvill go Renen,” ho said. * later Ranoo eaino down, j u wild roso in her pink :s, with clustering llow iruast nnd hair, ro rathor early in l ho oro-d, so Kathio and Henoe line by themselves, rav watched Uenoo with pitying eves, knowing i store tor hor, which he o** cowardly, ho thought warn her of.1 nut tell her,'’ ho said, vrisli I hud.ted her wistfully, turning tii« how her oyea wan-n giitu.thrown her hat aside and sows lifted the short, dAik r low brow and doepeued it on her cheeks, ho red lips pari in smiles jvoly dark eyes duepon, r towards thngato ho saw ilair coming up tho path ' leaning on his arm. i look nt Renee** told she uover suspected tin-i. like her love, was un* Sho believed in [.ester she did in her own loyul■ on his arm was n deli-ihing, with a certain kind of tho wax-doll order,no nvos (luiiitv fonlnAnd four years Inter sho mot lister Sincluir again, handsomer, if possible, than ever, with a nftw'cravity about hirn that hooamo hSn.woll.Ho had laid his lair young wife to rest in her grave, and was frco again.Reneo’s faco grow pale when she first heard it, paler still os ho ben; over her hand, nnd then the past seemed to he forgotren.Even when homar.icd the wealthy heiress, Clara Duvunc, Cosier Sinclair know that tho litdo, dnrk-oyod girl held moro or his heart than he would willingly acknowledge, nnd now, Boeing her day nfrer day, so regal in hor loveliness, and tho old love dooponcd, till llnnoo Court-land hokl cvory hopo ol happiness for him.As limo passed on Victor Gray noticed an added restlessness in Ro-nou’s eyes, that tho weary look around her inouth deepened, nnd could scarcely understand it.He enters tho room now, graver, perhaps stumor limn of old, and the girl came forward to meet him.“You are welcome, Victor, she •mid clasping his hand, “and Margaret ill bn »o very glad.“You do not look happy this ovcning, Rouen, ho Bnid, his eyes on her fucc.The girl turned away with a quick impatient gesture.“I am not happy,” sho said; “my life has been one mistako.’’“ Which will be righted in time,... .i.eu car, until a mgn tnouuinin rose before him. In its torn and craggy Hank tho mountain showed a colossal opening similar to tho mouth of a burned out crater. Fetid vapors, which almost look away his breath, ascended from it.Pressing his handkerchief upon Ilia Jipa, Mr, Lcinko entered tho opening of tho roc*k, where he found a largo watch-house, with a picket of Cossacks. Having shown Ida papers, he wus conducted by ft guide through a long, very dark and nnriow corridor,which, judging from ita sloping decent, led down into some unknown depth. In spito of his good fur, tho visitor felt oxtrcmely cold. After a walk of some ten minutes through tho dense obscurity, the ground becoming more and more soft, a vaguo shimmer of light bccaino observable. “‘Vo aro in tho initio,” saidthewith a significant ugh iron cross barb the cavern beforeguide, point ini gcsturo to the which closed them.Tho massive with a thickbars were covered rust. A watchman appeared, who unlocked the heavy iron gates, Emering a room ol cuiisidvrabio uxtcnt, but which was scarcely a man's bight, mid which wna dimly lit by uu oil lamp, the visitor asked:“Whcro are we?”“In iho bleeping room of ilto eon-dcimiod! Formerly it was a productive gallery of tho mine; now it
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The Berkshire County Eagle
Bakersfield, California, US
Thu, Dec 11, 1879
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