The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1873-09-12

neither OF the two enemies OF his peact
should be able to have any influence VIII
him for this time at least.
The room was full OF Honoras whenhl
went to speak Of his approaching depart,
ure, for Il was her reception day-th!
street numbered with fine equipages ant
the stairways with gorgeous women. :"
have come 10 bid you goodbye he SAD
standing beside her and, taking PEE iAii
He saw the, feast trenior imaginable funar
one long undulating sparkle through hel
ieweled necklace, for Honora was one o
those who do not believe Ia leaving. thu
beautiful for age aud ugliness alone Il
wear. ,,H M liA
care you going aways" she asked; ant
the color crept to her cheek, where she
had forgotten to put the rouge, the faint
cot rose. flush, but 1t made her simplyper'
feet; and as he looked OF her heicould not
help murmuring, y 1 - 81
A woman OF tho gods, divinely tall
And most diyinely fair.
Another guest claimed her attention tina
moment, and as she absently held hei
hand Tor the fan while speaking with her
face averted and toward the new conner
Mr.. Renton had nothing to do but TO gaz'
at her in her msgniacence, with the pale
pink ahimmer Of her silk, the vapory lace
the jewels,, the features like q Greek god
dess', the shining fairness offace, and TIL
smile as dreamy as If she were being o
another sphere that all the time claimed
her thoughts. 1t was too much fof Rem.
ton, Of course; you might as well expect
him to stand in the East and not feel The
sun. "Yes, ], am going away, he said
as she turned again In his direction. "Ant
when I come back, Honora?
What, when he came back? Shit
meant to answer him coldly, but II was
impossible, She had loved him from
childhood; suspense and fear had only FED
the flames. Love loses all sense OF pride
anger goes down before it. doubtless b!
had been triiling with her, but-she loved
him. "When you come back Z" she said
under her. breath, marble white, not lift
ing her eyes. -,
He was bending low before her, In cere.
monious adieu, to all the world, II all the
world were looking, but he had taken her
handkerchief older, and was sliding its
ring .overthe third finger other untouched
hand. "When ] come back" he said,
"shall put different ring on that finger
one never 10 come Off"
She could not speak; she could only re-
ply with q grasp of the hand; and then
elancing up, he saw the blush mounting
her face, bathing cheek and forehead in
It's deep and rosy tints, and suddenly, surg
ing away and leaving them ashen, us she
fell forward, tainting.
There was an outcry at once about the
heat OF the rooms; and these crowded up
with fans, and those with vinaigrcttes,
and tho reat- with ice-water and with
wine; and Renton carried her TO the sofa
of an adjoining parlor, and lett her with
her feathered and jeweled firing. women.
And when she came out again. halt an
hour atterward, pale and smiling, with an
ineffable peace on her face, he kissed her
hand and went.
Mr.. Renton thought lie would write
little Amabel q farewell, and he went to
drive in the park, and he dined with .
friend, and when evening came he did
not feel like writing. He felt like hearing
some music, and, he knew he, could not
see Honora, for she was 10 be at q grand
dinner-parly. And so, on the whole. It
seemed as well to DO civil, and bid little
Amabel goodbye in person. He could
suffer the statement to escape in the course
Of usual conversation, he tancied, that he
felt himself bound in honor 10 Honora,
and that would put an end to any expec-
tations Amabel might have cherished.
Yes, he repeated, as he went along, he
was certainly bound in honor-and MIR.
Renton had not an idea but that he was
one Of the most honorable men alive.
Amabel was sitting at her piano when
he went In: but she was not playing; her
head was leaning forward on the music.
rack, and her attitude was one OF listless
melancholy. At his step she sprang to
her feet, and he saw that the tears were
sparkling upon her face, and'making her,
with her burning cheeks and her dark
eyes glittering under the moisture, more
dazzling than ever. She sat down again,
directly after greeting him, and began to
play to him, and then to sing. Renton
was connoisseur in his way; the voice,
II not strong, was sweet, and the method
was fine, the feeling was perfect; he loung.
ed in comfortable chair, gazing at the
pretty picture the girl made, his soul and
senses soothed In an epicurean luxury.
By.and.by Amabel left the piano and
came to sit beside him. "Oh "she cried,
II thought you were,gone." +.,.gg.
"Aud was that why you were crying r
he asked. She stopped moment In her
advance. II haven't any friends, you
know, in all the worldr" she said. u
am all alone. And you seemed-you
seemed" , - :
II seemed"
She paid no attention to his tone, but
impatiently shook back the tumbling
black curls. sand when Though. TOY,
had souc without bidding me goodbye,
she began; and then her voice choked,
and she flung herself halt about and
burst into tears again. And in another
moment Renton, who could not endure
the sight Of, pain at all, never the sight Of
tears,and least o. all the tearsof q pref.
~ child for whom he had q Tenderness,
had his arms about her, and was kissing
of the tears, and declaring that he loved
her passionately. And when he drove
away 10 the station that night he had left
his ring upon her finger, and he had hidden
her be ready for her bridalupon his return
two months hence. r. SD 20 SIS
As he established himself that night in
his section Of the sleeping car, he felt,
strange as 1t may, seem, better satisfied
thanior allongtlme before. BE decided
that he had acted rightly, and not only
rightly but magnanlmously. Honors
had other interests, other pleasures, dis.
fractions, friends and lovers. but Amabel
had only himself. BE would write V
Honora, and close the affair between
tham or In xvnnld let II slideand make