The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1866-10-17
A LIFE TRAGEDY
BY MRS. EFFIE.

"Most nssuredy my best of friends
come in"
They went into the glare of the luxu
rious drawing room. There was q shower
Of thrilling notes; cords leaping, sparkling
then grand and beautiful. A model oi
womanly loveliness passediher snowy finger.
over the pearly keys, and then whirleC
about and was presented to Frederick st
Pauls friend She drooped her head very
low, as she bowed in response. A very
Venus. she was, with herpure, cool forehead
back from which her hair was coiled in gol
den waves, then sweeping into sea o
floating curls, every ring of which seemed
with the suns own'glory. Her scarlet lips
were dewy with sweetness, hall parted dis
played two rows of dazzling teeth, and heI
transp trent hands were grace ully crossed
Evidently Phil was disposed to say or dc
nothing more, then to glance upon the
beautiful being who elic.ted his highest
admiration.
"Lolo will not mindit," soliloquized Fred
Il told her that Phil was a strange mixture
of oddities-the joliest- hearted fellow in the
wide world, however, Wonder what chan.
ged him. I'll be bound there was woman
in the matter. They do play the deuce
with the fellow occasionally. -
I.olo had sung "Vesper Bells, with a
merry chime in her voice, dying aHthe close
like the moaning Of sea waves. Phil only
irowned.
Did he have little faith in woman? No.
He knew the ta1c of true heart, and
doubted it not. He remembered pale
faced woman with eyes that he was wont
to call mother, and young girl with rich
bloom upon her cheek, that he had called
sister. But that was long ago. The; c
we're only two w,unds now; but he knew
from them other hearts were stored with
the true and beautiful. Tie be sure, he had
passed through hardening scenes, and it
could scarcely he wondered at if he had
come to his old boSor, friend scathcd lie
had passed hours at the faro table. where
men. viii p lo faces and eager eyes gamblcd
for fortunes. and the devil mixed bitterness
with their wine. He had breathed again
and again the foul air of saloons, were
Eomans $ face was bold with dcpradations.
Yes, and mere: he had not yet ci}aced from
hi. memory his late aDdd tie cdM with a
countess, vie pridcd herself upon binding
her huss and.
You are very essential to your friend =
happiness, she said, hcaking the sullen
silence. and turning er face towards him.
Fred needs assistance to make sure of
his happiness. he replied; and iTpr the first
time in his life, Fred witnessed blush
upon the check of his betrnthc,l. She
laughed little ncrvouSy, and ciaspeA her
ywcIrd hands spaSmodlcaliy, cXciailcd:
But Syou would not place stumbling
blocks in the way cf any of his enterprises,
would you, especially if his whole soul was
in it, his hrart?'
Il would. It twcald not he Just to let
linn walk biindiy, if | Jaw the guIi beyond. "
The conversation had tax II Il strange
turn. and both appeared ANNOYED. Lolo
wheeled about, and brough ht forth tenn
pest Of pasSonate music, while Philip
watched her wthe tightening lips a mo-
ment, and then turning TO Fr d, said
'Let me retire for the night; | am tired,
aud stupid!y cross.
Fred followed his guest to his chamber
door, 10th to lose sight Of him until the
morning light.
"Qou must like her, Phil! You haven t
had time to half admire her,
.I'll not lhink OF her tonight, y he said;
''on the morrow my head will he clearer. =
Good night, my boy"
There was warm pressure OF hands, and
they parted Philip to throw himself upon
his bed, with great weight upon his heart:
Fred to rcjoin Lolo. :,
She came to him like sunset cloud,
tinged with the glorious beauty Of her wo-
man hood;she twined her arms about Fred s
neck, and there was Joyful throbbing Of
his manly heart as he raised her wondrous
face to his.
"Phil is utterly fatigued tonight, Lolo.
He is not usually such great bear. How
all that roughness would go away, il he on
ly had a seraph to love, as have" "
"Ah, Fred" she responded, in tinkline
tones, your seraph is sad tonight, and
her heart aches bitterly, | shall be at rest
only when | am yours, yours''
"The day is ha9tening, Lolo. 1t was APP
pointed with your own lips.
Would you say no to request | might
make, Fred?"
why, no, darling; not if was in human
power to grant If.
''Then listen to me, and no not refuse
| My heart is bent upon it. "
| She bent over and whispered few sen
| tences in his ear. He started nervousy
and looked perplexed; but as she continued
her pleadings'in pathetic tone, he promls
ed to obey her ;njuuctions.
Lolo Deliar was an orphan. MRS. Loom
is, Fred s sister. had employed her in New
| York as mantua- maker, and finding he
finely educated, speaking Italian and Frencl
AueEtly, she had offered her the situation
of instl uctress for her children. She liket
the girl With her almost divine face, ant
fully sanctioned Fred s regard for her.
Morning evoke upon earth, redolent will
blossom odors, and the plushing song 0
birds. No more artistic country seat wa
found upon the Hudson than Glenheaven
Philip was viewing it's pale faced statues
fountains showering silver DROPS in the car
ly sunlight, and the meandering walks
when his eye fell upon Loo, bathing he
face in the clusters OF flowers, twining vim
leaves in her floating hair, and singing i
consert with the teathered tribe, Fred wa
with her, looking exuberantly happy; bu
Phillip lips wore sarcastic, bitter smile
I and he turned away with grunt of disgust
He amused himself by reading until brea
last was called, and tlen he descended t
the dining-room, bent on the resolution t
shake off his fit of sulks as Fred termed il
and make himself agreeable.
HAL, happy morning! ne exclaimed
'Twice happy mornipg!' cried Fred, SIC
it has given Loloa husband; and mea wife.
"When?" gasped Philip, growing ghast
", and the veins IN his forehead becomin
, whip cords. ''do you mean that you wei
married this morning, Fred? What ma
freak led to this hasty step."
Mad freak! Man alive, you haven
the most remote idea of what you are sa,
ing. Lolo happened to fancy that hour
Ne decided last evening"
Every sudden, - remarked Mrs. Loomi
"but Lolo wished private marriage,
surprise her friends, [ suppose. Howeve
they did allow me to be witness. 1t W
: a strange caprice, especially as | had arran
ed such brilliant wedding"
Lolo had not looked up, but was bendil