Shreveport semi-weekly news. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1865-18??, 1865-10-17

Miss Clevington,' she said, " the
surgeons hand should not hesitate to
: prob. the hidden wounds. ! will
not falter longer. Is it true that you
are to be married to Horace Calthorpe
next month 7"
Ycs--it is tue"
\ Virginia spoke frankly, with the
sweet roses deepening over her deli
cate tacc-a. one woman speaks to
another with her whole heart tremb-
ling on her lips.
"Iet me tell you tho history of
my marriage. Miss Clevington."
The afternoon sunshine faded into
purpl. tides of sunset--the sunset
died into silver, bright star beams
and yet Virginia Clevington knelt
there, listening to Alice's soft, mea-
snred tones. Which of those two
women suffered most. would be- diff
tcult to tell it was like the bitter
ness Of Death to both.
Il am late tonight, know, mn
cara," said Horace Calthorpe, caress-
ingly. az he laid his hat and gloves
on the centre table. and put his arm
around Eirginia's slight waist; "bu'
indeed it was the fault OF unavoid-
able business What! shrinking
away from me. love? Surely ="
slight fault should not b: visited
by PENANG. like that. Let me sea
my forgiveness on your lips. my
darling"
Virginia Clevington drew back n
she might have rrcoil.d from the APP
preach of a deadly serpent, or hiss
ing adder.
Never again, Horac. Cal'horpe !.
You have been falls. to I'll. nobl"st
and tru.st instincts OF your being
you have proved yourself Il villain
and Il hypocrite From this moment
our lives shall no longer ninSl" in
the sam. channel of daily inter
course
Virginia !"
But Ri. went on. with flushed
checks and sparkling eyes:
Horace Cal,horpr. how dared
You npproa IN me with false smiles
and hollow words Of end.nrmcnt
How dared You aspire to my hand
when your wife. your wife i'll tho
sight Of God and man, WINS pining
away. unack nowl-dg-d and forgot
ten ;"
My wife! Dearest Virginia, some
impo-,"r has been practising on your
cr-dulity. | have no wife, | never
had one"
For answer Virginia Cievington
parted til. azure folds of the heavy
silkrn curtains. and revealed 4 slight
fgur. in til" deep e'nbrasure, Alice,
winter than any soul ptur-d stone
There j. your wife, Mr.. Cal
thorpe
Horace elevated his handsom. eye
brow~
IL don't deny that | may have
firt-d with that young woman at
times, Will" VS. ruraliziuS among
the mountains up North bu, "a for
her being my sr.tr that's simply ri
diculou-. Let her prove it ii she
can"
Virginia Cl-vincton. pale and res
olut-. opened the folding doors that
led int" i little study beyond.
Mr. Wayne, your evidence is
needed to d.cid. this matter"
Had a dead corps" risen from its
winding sheet. Horac" Calthorp"
could not have been mnr.. a-t"unded
or b-wiiIer.d than at the sight of
the venerable clergyman who had
performed til. marriage service be-
tween himself and Alice Wyrnan.
"Wayn-. he -tamm-rrd. ''Waync!
| though, Mr.. Wayne was dead
! Not dead" returned the silver
haired ole! man, but spared by Il
m"rcitul Providence to protect the
threatened future of this young girl.
Mis-. Clrviugtun, YOU have. had n mar
row escape. God grant that YOU fall
into no more such tr,nptation.'
Meanwhile Alice had advanced to
confront her rrcreant husband.
"Horace." sh- said, in v"ic" that
was low but perfectly calm, . do not
imagine lhst | shall ever again claim
your low. or protection. ll-ncef"r-
ward cur lives must b- -epara," and
distinct ! have saved Miss Clev-
ingtou from your evil wil,s; ] have
avenged myself. We shall NEE; no
, more
Her words We're prophetic they
never met again. And few New
Workers know, in the faded seam
stress that plies her daily trade, the
wife of Horace Calthorpr, who Is the
most elegant promenad'r on Broad
way. the most daring Spectator in
Wall street. So runs this world
away
\ response has been called out
from the Commissioner of Internal
I l., 20.