The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1871-05-11
a WTFE'S REVENGE.
BY MARY KYLE DALLAS.

her pretty boudoir, lifting the splendid
masses of hair with soft, caressing
touch, placing and replacing them upon
her white forehead as though admiring
their effect, and, surely, she could not fail
to know that she was beautiful with
those brilliant gray eyes, that ripping
ebon hair, those scarlet lips, and the rich
touch of color in her softly rounded
cheek but if one could have read her
thoughts he would have found them far
away Her eyes were on the polished
mirrors surface, but her thoughts were
i OF Gabriel Vandeleur, who had returned
from his travels, handsomer than ever,
full of health and spirits, with newly
acquired elegance of manner, and all the
charm which ever hangs about atourist
man to be sought after and admired in
any society, and the girls Of the quiet vii
lage were all in raptures with the hand
some stranger who had come to visit Mrs.
| Howard
And what was Gertrude thinking !?
Thinking what glorious lover he would
make. A week before, they had talked
of his coming-Mrs. Howard and her fair
haired son, and this girl who was like a
daughter to Herbert Howard's mother
and dearer than sister to himself But
week before Herbert Howard had been
i all in all to May. They were acknowl-
edged lovers, though no promise bound
them to each other. Their childish
friendship had ripened into something
stronger, and Herbert, as yet, had found
no need of words to tell his love. In all
the village merry markings, his place was
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some day join their fortunes, and this had
been Gertrude's thought, yet now she
was dazzied by handsome face, a subtle
enchantment of manner. She had been
so sure of Herbert's heart but week be-
fore, now she wondered if he loved her
SO very much after all.
Gle is very good, and kind she said
| to herself; but he is SO quiet, he puzzles
me; he is never the least bit Jealous, let
ME do what I will. How different Ga
briel would be-" @
| And the two were very opposite in
many things Herbert. tall and fair,
with quiet repose OF manner, and q calm,
earnest face. Gabri-l, dark, impulslye,
full of graceful life and motion; an anna
teur, constant to no pursuit, though skill
ed in many. Those two were seated in
III the little cottage parlor with Mrs.
Howard When Gertrude entered there
Was look of admiration on every face in
the little group. She was beautiful In
any dress. but the simple white robe, ard
the one crimson rose dropping from her
jetty braids, set off her exquisite beauty
to perfection.
"We are waiting for song," said Mrs
Howard Let me have duet, if you
are in singing mood" and Gertrude, as
senting, glided into seat by Herbert
side. Then Gabriel Vandeleur, whose
fingers had been idly straying upon the
chords of his guitar, mingled his voice
with hers IN exquisite harmony. One
song after another was called for, till
Gertrude stopped. and vowed she would
sing no more
The full orbed moon had risen, and her
DEANS had stolen IN, lighting the dark
ness, here and there, with touch of col.
or a3 they fell upon some object in the
apartment Their faces were enveloped
in the shadows. Gabriel alone sat full in
the brilliant light, and as he talked in his
pleasant way, his features shone with a
wonderful beauty.
Gertrude, sitting beside her lover, RI.
mem brred almost with terror the thoughts
that had passed through her mind that
day. A tender, regretful feeling came
across her changeful mood, and she grad
ually drew Herbert into quiet CONVEX
sation, while Gabriel was apparently de-
voted to Mrs. Howard But this did not
last long. for lights were called for, that
Mrs. Howard might look at some sketches
that Gabriel had carelessly mentioned.
Then Gertrude was called upon to adj
mire some of Gabriels handiwork, ana
somehow, Gertrude scarcely knew how,
when an hour had passed, these two were
seated apart from the others, engrossed in
each others conversation, still turning
over the great portfolio, filled with ex
quisite bits Of Alpine scenery She
glanced around to find Herbert deeply
immersed in some favorlte yolpme, and
his mother sitting with half closed eve
lids, wrapped i'll quier musing.
"Has Herbert seen these beautiful draw
ings:" she ASKED, and Gabriel assured her
that the Others had been entertained
with them before, and expressed himself
highly gratified with ner praises, thoup h
he had made light of his genius in G re
less way of his own Then the sketches
were laid aside, and they soon parted for
the night, and Gertrude saw in Herbert's
face no sign that the evening had been
lotherwise than pleasant to him.
| Day by day Gabriel engaged more Of
lher attention, and Herbert seemed drift.
ling farther and farther away, and. with
the duties of hostess on her hands. il
would have been difficult to prevent this
LII she had wished it. The beauties Of
the village seemed to possess few attrac-
tions for Gabriel Vandeleur.
| He was always by Gertrude's side, and
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