The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1869-10-08

a remark he dropped I am sure
know what he intends to do with it.
If you find out anything about it 1
want to know.
You shall know all may learn
about it" answered Miss Berriau.
wondering shat had put the idea in
to Miss Lieth's head that she would
be apt to know anything about Mr..
Greeville's jewels any more than
other people Mr.. Greyille was hard
lY the sort of a man for women Of
Geuevieve Bsrrian's tastes, and pure.
true womanhood to be very intimate
with. She bad thought his atten-
tons in public we're somewhat too
marked for common friendship, but
bad kept him at distance by cool
and formal poliseness. Did Miss
Lieth mean to Intimate that the jewel
was intended for her Her cheeks
flushed a little when she thought Of
the probability of that being the case
Remember, said Miss Leith.
holding up a finger, thrsateningly.-
.'You promised to tell me if you
found out anything more about the
o. And she ran down the steps
and left Ags Berrian alone.
That sflsrnoona an envelope bear,
ing her nkas. and box bearing the
same superscription. was laid upon
the table where GsnevieYe Berrian
was sitting. she opened the letter.
and read the 5te Roas Graham had
written tia morning
"R. g.. She repeated theinitiaIsI
over Robert Greviile; iss-eishI
must have known more about the jew
lei than she cared 10 sell me- thisI
morning. Ar. Greyiila is pres4np.
tuous" A flush crossed hers
II could not love him. but ] love
Ross Graham"
The confession of loves secret.
even to herself. sent swift. rosy flash
es of color over her face.
She dropped the note she had re-
ceiyed into the FIRE. and wrapped the
5ox in s piece of paper on which SIZE
wrote the name of Robert Greyille.-
Calling a servant, she bade him take
it to the address it bore.
That night there was party at the
- 5f one of the wealthiest citi-
zsns.
r. Graham stood among the
crowd ed throDg. and listened to the
delig &ful waltz music as it rose and
fell in soft waves of sound through
the lofty..roOms. He could not see
the face his heart deemed fairest.-
Was she thsre ? Was the opal star
glimmering out from the golden
brightness of her hair ike the even
ing star from a moonlit sky. He
hoped so. -
Miss Leith was not far away. A
dark robe. with crimson trimmings
made her olive beauty dszzlingly
brilliant. A scarlet cluster of gera-
NUNS in her dusky hair and droop-
ing among misty folds of lace upon
her bosom. set off her tswny features
as no gems could have done. Her
eyes were black enough to make up
for lack of jewels. She was watch
ing Ross Graham.
There was hustle at the door, be-
tokening a new arrival.
Itwas Genevieve Berrian that came
10 as Ross looked toward the door
Robes of some white diaphanous ar
ticle drifted in waves of feecy airi-
ness about her. Pearls caught up
her hair aud held it back from her
beautiful face. They glittered on
her bosom and about her wrists like
distilled moonlight. But no opal star
shone like condensed fire in her hair.
Ross Graham turned away with
sudden sinking of his heart. His
jewel was not there where be had
hoped TO see it. Had he been de-
ceived ? Had those tender words and
downcast gIances meant nothing p
Perhaps they had been intended to
lure him on and on, until his heart
was at her mercy, and then-why.
then there would be the pleasuse of
telling him that his love was nothing
to her.
Sick of the glare and glitter. so
full of mockery to his heart just then,
he passed out of side door and en-
tered the geutlemen's dressing room.
Two or three gentlemen were there.
One of them was standing under the
chandelier. Something glittered on
his watch guard. The CLEAN had
something familiar iu it to Ross. He
looked again. It was the opal star.
There could be no doubt OF that. The
setting, the size, the peculiar fash
and brightness were the same.
At that moment the lurid fire that