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The Nemesis: A Tale Of The Days Of Trajan.

THE NEMESIS : A TALE OF THE DAYS OF TRAJAN .

By BKO . A . ONEAL HAYE , KM ., K . Gal , Corresponding Member of the German Society , Leipzig ; Knight Templar , Scot ; Author of "The History oftheKnights Templars ;" " Vara Queer ; " " Gatherings in Wanderings ; " "Songs mid Ballads ; " " Poemata ; " " Legends of Edinburgh . " ij-c ., 8 fc , Sj ~ a . ; Poet Laureate of the Ganongale , Kilwinning ; P . M . St . Stephens ; P . P . Z . of St . Andrews , RA Chap . ; SfC . ; SfC . ( Continued from page 108 . )

CHAPTER XXII . A LOVE SCENE . " Oh first fond love , when trembling lips , Utter life's darling dream , And cooing ' DMS take mpthe strains , And'sing them to the stream :

When two hearts' rivers flowing wide Meet in the first long kiss'Tis worth our pains to lose a world

To own an hour like this . —A . O . S . And Caius was at last alone with Phryne , Leaning against a table for support , he felt his senses swim , and his heart throb fiercely in his bosom , at this , the crisis of his life . Yet now , when the

opportunity he had so longed for presented itself , in which to declare his passion , his courage died within him , and his lips refused to form the words . Phryne saw his position , but could not relieve him Why was it , that she who did not love him , who

intended to marry him , not for himself , but for his fame , his rank , his gold , should tremble and feel her heart quake ? " Alone , at last , " muttered Caius , vainly attempting to moisten his dry lips , with his dryer

tongue . " Alone at last with her who rules my heart . 0 happy time fleet slowly by , until I win an answer from my lady ' s lips . " But he still stood gazing upon Phryne , nor , to her increasing embarassment , did he make any

attempt to speak . The silence grew awesome , and looking up from her embroidery , she vainly attempted to cover with a smile her quivering lip , and muttered to herself , " Will he not speak ? Caius , " she said aloud .

"Lady . " " You love your cousin dearly , do you not ?" " Love him , " answered Caius , with a si gh of relief that the silence was at last broken , "Aye , that I do , for never brothers loved , as we love

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each other . Were we not cradled on the same breast , tended by the same hand ? Our early days flowed on in peace and joy together ; in study we were inseparable , and truly now we have- but one heart between as , between us but one mind . "

" Mounted on this steed , " thought Phryne "he will prate till eve . Tell me , Caius , did never woman ' s face come in between ?" "Ah no ! Our's . is a love that can know no change . It burns eternal , as the fires of

Vesta . " " Then thy cousin has never sought for , never known a woman's love ?"

" Why should he ? Wrapt in mighty thought , he has his sole delight in books , or , poring over heaven's starry throng , draws wisdom from the gods . " "Thou too , 0 Caius , " said Phryne , and despite

her strong will her voice trembled , " dost share his studies . Thy whole delight is in yon starry throng . Thou hast never loved . " As the match to the mine , so did her words act upon Caius . His eyes filled with fire , a glory

secured to rest upon his golden hair , the tell-tale blood mounted to cheek and brow , as , throwing himself at Phryne ' s feet , he exclaimed : —<

-" Not so , Phryne , for I love thee ; have loved thee since that hour we met . 0 hear me , while I kneel a suppliant at thy feet ; I . love but thee . My heart has known , can know , no comfort save when in thy presence , gazing upon thy beauty ,

and listening to the magic of thy . voice . Ah do not frown upon my suit , do not scorn my love , but , if thou canst , let me dwell within thy sunny smile , and share thy loving thoughts . Speak Phryne , tell me , canst thou love me ?"

A cold shiver passed through her frame , as the deep concentrated tones of his powerful passion , struck her ear . She would have given her life to escape from him now ; she learned at last the secret of her own heart , she loved not his rank , his

fame , his gold , but himself , the hardness of her heart was struck , and the rich waters of womanly love burst forth , and filled her eyes with tears , as she whispered , " ' Caius . " In speechless ecstacy the young man gazed upon her blushing

countenance ; but on seeing the tears dim her eyes , he seized her hand , and said in plaintive melodious tones , like the love-sick nightingale , warbling forth the anguish of his heart" 0 , I would die to save thee from a tear . One diamond drop upon thine eyelash is more terrible