A Silver Brand — page 69: what you’re looking at

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A SILVER BRAND. 61 poured down her cheeks, the wild sobs shook her frame. A deadly despair crept coldly over her. He did not comprehend, or he would not peed her.. The balloon was going—going fast. There was but one last chance. : She sprang into the chair, stretched up her hands, and cried shrilly: “Wait, oh wait! Come and save me!” Still it seemed sweeping on. The upraised arms fell stiffly, a groan of heart-rent despair burst from aa her overladen breast. Once again she fell down . senseless. But this time Seippel did not find her, for the ; bolted door precluded his approach. She ‘revived, however, slowly and feebly, and was able presently | to sit up, and stare around her. The balloon was but a speck again on the other side. ee bitter tears relieved the fierce pain at her throat. “A little longer,” she murmured, “a little longer will I trust in Heaven’s mercy, but oh, 14 Seems as if the skies also were deaf to my. cry and. insensible to my misery.” If she could only have looked into the aeronaut’s home that evening and listened while he said to his wife: “IT saw a Sieatiae sight to-day, fraulein. You know the gray, gloomy house in the cleared hollow in the midst of the forest? I sailed over it to-day, and there was a woman on the roof, a woman white and beautiful as the marble Madonna at the cathe- — dral. She seemed wildly agitated, and appeared to implore my help. I could not descend, and I don’t think I made her hear, but her sweet, silvery voice still rings in myear. She called, ‘Wait, oh wait! Come and save me!’ She looked unhappy enough. The next time I will be ready to descend and see what it means.” Gomichoo cS ¢€om