A Silver Brand — page 22: what you’re looking at

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14 A SILVER BRAND. trebly locked, and barred without, and beat in help- less, impotent rage against it. All vain and useless. As well might a child at- tempt to snap a sturdy oak. She went back slowly to the roof, the once blooming oasis, and looked around blankly. At length she fell upon her knees. “Not even the crucifix, nor the altar left,” she moaned; “but if Heaven hears, I will not despair - yet.” 7 And even while the faint accents came, she fell forward prone amid the ruin, the white, beautiful features gleaming like marble indeed, and as icy cold. : Seippel, coming up, found her senseless. CHAPTER II. “HOW GRANDLY BEAUTIFUL.” “Yonder, my friend, are Schwarzenberg Heights.” The words were brief, and held simple meaning, but it was the tone of the speaker’s voice that said so much. | “How grandly beautiful,” returned Aubrey Dal- berg, his enthusiasm by no means feigned. “My dear Count Roderich, I do not wonder you are proud of your home. It looks to me, from this approach, as the one spot in all my travels to which I cannot imagine an added charm,” | = “T was sure that it must please you,” returned the young German nobleman, smiling warmly upon his American friend, and then turning to gaze again, with kindling eyes, upon the scene. The two young gentlemen were mounted upon a pair of sleek roan horses, and had checked the animals at the bend of the highway which here branched into two separate roads—one winding down around the slope of the hill, and the other cutting a straight, sharp pathway down to the river’s brink. They were on the brow of the hill, * and below them lay outspread as fair a landscape (ele) comicbooks