Penny Dreadfuls, 1895 · page 34 of 215
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A DAUGHTER OF MARYLAND. 19 CHAPTER III. UNCLE FROST’S STORY—THE SECRET OF THE OLD GRANARY. ‘“ THE storm is almost upon us!’’ cried Aurian. ‘‘Let us hasten on toward Uncle Frost’s. We may overtake Maze on our way.’’ Esten Berners could not disobey, but as they climbed the hill, apparently unmindful of all else save the love devour- ing his very soul, he continued: ‘‘It is as I dreamed! That peal of thunder was but the awakening gun of war. My ambition will be realized. Aurian, have I offended you?’’ ‘*No, Mr. Berners; but pray do not continue the subject. Let us seek shelter from the storm while we may.’’ ‘While we climb the hill I must talk, Aurian—Miss Lancier. I feel it is my only chance—that I have delayed the words that have burned on my tongue too long. You refuse me because I am beneath your station—because you are a Lancier and I am only the son of your father’s over- seer. I do not blame you; it is what I expected. But I have a better education than that proud brother of yours, whose sole ambition is to run down the frightened fox. I have higher motives, and I shall soon win a name that even P a Lancier will be honored to bear. It is my destiny to command armies, and in the roll of honor my name will shine with rare luster when others are forgotten. I was born to be a soldier, Aurian, and when I come to you, as I am sure to, with my well-earned. honors you will listen to my simple story of love and devotion, equaled only by that I bear my country. ’’ : His countenance shone with. an unnatural light, and GComIcbooks.co : a) } ¢ (; Sie a