Oroville daily Butte record., 1857-01-29
Otpuille Bully Butte ReturN.
From the sGoldeE Era.n
A ADA'S T RAILS;
Or The Actors Dream.
BY r. p. LESDERNIER.

face, for rumor had coupled the name
of this young girl and his together.
From some far region of recollection the
winking goddess now recalled the sto-
ry. She drew herself to her full height
in anticipation of the reply.
Ada Montmorency spoke calmly, Sc.
riously, as though the hope of her life
were not at stake in the interview with
this naughty woman, whom she had
come to cross.
"I knew there must be some misun-
derstandsng when yonr servant as~ur-
ed me that | was expected, and desired
me to 90 at once to your apartment;
but he would listen to no explanation,
and fearful that [ might not otherwise
be admitted to an interview, | availed
myself of the chance thus offered me.
| must speak to you for few moments
on subject concerning me nearly. 1t
may disturb you, but beg you will
grant me your unprejud'ced attention.
"Go on, | am prepared to listen to
you, although am at loss to con-
ceive what subject of intcrist we can
possibly have in common"
"Pardon me, Miss West, but the
well being of two lives is in your pow
er. mine and his-Carl Pre,ton's."
"What is he to you, young woman Z"
asked Floribe.l, while an indignant
frown rifted the snow of her brow.
Ada raised her calm eyes to the face
Of the questioner, and a soft, sad smile
parted her ripe lips as she brcathed
her answer:
ole is my husband !"
The stately lady stepped few pac
es backward, as the before undreamed
announcement saluted her ears. With
n hurried gesture she motioned her Wis
itor to a seat, occupying one herself
out of the light.
Aada Continued:
"I have dared to come TO you be-
cause know you to be too noble, gen.
crous and good, to persist in IA course
which conveys pain to another heart.
All. dear Miss West, let your better
reason hold umpire over your heart.
Save my husband from himself and me
from despair and do not blame him
for anything that is past, cannot
blame him for paying homage to you"
''Say no more | will right what is
wrong. You shall see that | will do 1T,
and yon shall help me-"
She extended her hand in token Of
the compact. Ada pressed it between
her own one moment, with silent ques-
tionings of the lady's eyes. Their ex-
preston satisfied her. She quietly
made her adleu, and Floribell was
again alone
She claspcd her wide, white brow
with her hands, as if to still the thun-
der of thought booming through her
brain.
We will leave her now for little,
to settle between her heart and her
conscience as best she may.
A week went by. Carl still contin-
ued to pass his first hour of leisure af-
ter the play with the lovely Floribell.
She received him as formerly, without
commenting on the discovery she had
mado, and he was too much absorbed
in himself to notice any change IN her.
From being the most indolent OF city
bells, Floribell become the most indus
trious. She was in her carriage a
great part of the time. driving hither
and thlther, with a truly buslness-like
air. Had any suspicious person watch
ed her movements it might have excit-
ed curiosity to note h often the mag
nifcent greys stopped in certain To-
cation, where stood handsome unoc-
cupied dwelling.
All sorts of trades people were ac-
tively engaged fulfilling her behests,
and She regarded the af'i in progress.
sion with much satisfaction. Some
times liquid strain of laughter CUR
gled fl ON her throat, as if she gloated
over IA plan of paying somebody off, IN
splendid com, for some little bit of
prlvate wickedness.
: K,nd-hearted, gracious Floribellll
she was preparing delicious surprise
for her artificial lover and his charming