Oroville daily Butte record., 1857-01-26
OmuilIe DAILY Natte &erorH.
From the "Golden Fra"
ADA' I r ] \ l. $;
Or The IeiOr's Dream.
BY E. p. LEsDERNIER.
CHAPTER T..


ing twilight behind the scenes or IN
the crccn-room Oft theatre and there
cannot be found, on the face Of the
earth, more thoroughly heartIcs3 set
Of men and women than actors and
actresses. Don't blame them for il;
it is the uphill work Of the profession
makes them 50. They must tread
dotcnin order to tread up, aud ambitious
persons Of all grades do not hesitate to
make their fellow workers the stepping
stones to power, especially in THIS cuec
in the dramatic world. Why heed the
Victims groanI ; PUblic applause Will
stine that from their sensitive eaIs, too
sensitive to listen 10 the truth 1hcy
are welded TO their idols, let them
alore -
There is TO every theatre a low, dis
,nal portal known as the stage door,
which generally opcus into some un-
frcqucntcd by-way or alley, carefully
Stunned by responsibility and police
men. Forth from the stage door OF
the American, on The cvcnin5 in qucs-
ton, issued the stately form ct Carl
Preston, the haud,o.ue young actor,
the fAvorite Of dramt-loying people.
He paused a moment. as il uncertain
whether to 90 up or down to"n. so
many dulcel-toncd pIea>urrs aiiNrcd
him, he scarce knew which to FLOW.
Should he 20 home' What had he to
do with domcsticity?
The irresponsib;lify Ct genius tri-
umphcd, and the uuintcntional wrong
or turned his steps towards the home
Of Flonbcll West, the lovely sister Of
his most particular friend. Perhaps he
was thinking just then o! her beautiful
eyes at any rate, lie did not perceive
that dark, slight figure gliding in and
out Of the shadows ca-t by the street
lamps, evidently watching him, al
though apparently quite anxious 10
avoid his observation.
lie assembled the wide steps, the
massive door opened, the light within
was soft as the beams Of the Jcrres sriI
paradise lie entered. 1t shut nose
lcssly, and there was nothing left out
side but the ghoslly-gleamine, imp"uc-
trable face of stone, with IL closed
eyes and silent lips They kept the
remote mystery well, not breath, not
sound OF revelation came to tie Lch-
cate, trembling girl, who leaned against
u trco on the opposite walk, wlstlul,
anxious and hcart-weary. She knew
that to wait there longer was worse
than useless One sitting sob swcllod
her breast, as she tarned and fled
through the darkness to her deserted
home.
Safe once more in the familiar har-
Dor, she flung herself down before II
iull-Iength portrait of her husband
her ONLY solace in his hours of absence
ana fancipd back the time that was, IN
the bright golden days that shono one
wear ago. She child herself that she
had so snatchcd the knowledge Of his
faithlessness by her impulsiyc act. She
saw now, that 1T was better she had
waited quietly at home, with only un-
certainties to vex her Women will
never trust in the bliss Of ignorance.
Honest and fcrvcnt was that young
wife's love for him who called her
wife. Her love was not to be shaken
from it hold by one, two, nor many
acts of indiscrelon and seeming heart
lessness on his part. Like true wo.
man, she believed everything oXcusl-
bic in her Idol, and as she sat there,
embracing with avaricious eyes that
smiling representative of her adored,
a great dream of salvation arose, pure,
bright and calm, from the depths OF
thought, climbing upward, like the
fuli-ogbed moon IN her unmatcd splen.
dor, from the far-olf embrace of ether
and ocean
Tho young dawn slipped from the
couch of darkness, and stood flushed in
naked gladness, ready to bathe in the
first trembling, tinted waves OF golden
light poured from the orient sun. The
yeung wife alse ai0se from the arms OF
that crouching sorrow, and with her
fair face lifted hoayenward, prayed for
him, for herself, and for the beautiful
enchantress who possessed such dan