The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1873-04-17

ly enthralled away, and the thought gave MISS
Derne q peculiar satisfaction. Beyond that
she thought but little of John Greshann's
wife.
Little by little-a word here and word
there, gathered from the undercurrent OF
whispers around Olive learned correctly what
the past had been.-the story of John Gresham
and Miss Dorne. He had loved her passion.
a,ely. She had fitted him-or, in the pride OF
her heart. had made believe to jilt him-and
he. in his bitter anguish and modification, had
Quilted her forever, without word of warning
or adieu. Had she known where he had flown
she would no doubt have recalled him.. Giving
himself no time for reflection, Mr.. Gresham,
smarting under his pain, proposed Tor and
married the first pretty girl he met: 1t hap
pened to be Olive Berkeley. All might have
gone on we'll to tae end had he kept clear of
Miss Dorne-or, rather, had Miss Dorne kept
clear of him. But Miss Dorne was not going
to do this. Smalting, herself, under her own
folly in having lost him, she resented his mar.
rage as a wrong against herself-a slight
thrown upon her. No woman can stand this
calmly. She hated the wife whom she had
never seen) with great hatred; and, when
she heard that they were at Seaview, she went,
too. So she had laid herself and her charms
out to attract him again. She had told him
that she had only been trying his love that
fatal time, and John Gresham was losing him
self amid her tolls The fools men can bel
One day there was pic mic projected some
miles inland. Olive pleaded headache, and
begged to be left at home. 1t was growing In
tolerably painful to her to watch her husbands
attentions to another, and to be herself neg
lected. She knew how it would be. As soon
as the carriages had deposited them at their
destination her husband and Miss Dorne would
disappear together. People were beginning to
talk of it; and this of all things, was intoer,
able to Olive. For her husbands sake, as well
e'siS as her own. she would not 90 to-day. If she
were absent there would be less remark excited
at his attentions to another. To her intense
surprise-to her delightful. Gresham volun,
teered to stay at home with her. She smiled
and kissed him fondly, hoping ne was coming
back to his true allegiance.
When they bad all gone, and the house was
still. she Law down and tried to sleep-for in
truth her head ached terribly. John famed
her and was quite like the husband he had
been before Gertrude Dorne came to Seaview
In the calm induced by these new hopes she
fell asleep.
When Olive awoke she was alone. She got
up and combed out her hair and braided it.
feeling much better. Throwing off her wrap
per. she donned cool, airy white muslin, with
green ribbons st the waist and shoulders. She
out a knot of white flowers in her hair, and
some at her throat and went down to find her
husband, looking as beautiful as Undine.
The library door was open. Hearing voices
in the room, and wondering who was inside,
she stepped softly to the door and looked in
Olive startled back as if struck. John Gresham
sat there by the side of the woman who had
won him from her, and he was twisting scarlet
fuchsias in her purple black hair, while she
looked up into his face with subtle mesmer-
isin in her dangerous eyes.
Olive turned away with shiver and went
down to the garden. She had supposed that
Miss Dorne had gone to the pic mic. Now she
saw why her husband had been 80 willing to
stay at home. The thought stabbed her like q
knife.
She wandered about the garden for long
time, unutterably wretched. 1t was late in tine
afternoon. Tie sun sank lower and lower, and
after a while the visitors came focking home
She avoided chem, she wandered off to the
shore; she wanted to be alone.
Up and down, up and down. Her walk was
weary one. She saw the white and ghostiy
glimmer of sails out at sea, and heard the song
of the fishermen down in the bay. 1t all caEe
to her afterward like dream.
Poor Olive was mild, gentle, refined. Other
women. at least many of them, would have
ranted at husband and given him no peace
in his life But, beside her native gentleness
Olive had an instinct that that would not be
the way To win John Gresham back.
It was nigh. when she got back to the hotel
Avoiding the principal entrance, she stole In
st side door, and gained her room unseen
What had become of all the people, she won
dered what were they doing then. Taking
dinner9 Or tea? and would they miss her
Restless and unhappy, she went down into
small room that opened on the garden. She
herself was in the shade; but the ground out
side was steepeI in light, for the moon was
shining.
Suddenly two people came out of the shrubs
underneath, nearly close to her. Her heart
gave a great throb; for she saw it was her
husband with Gertrude Dorne. And she had
been hoping to avoid them
81 suppose you are right" he said, apparent.
ly in answer to some words OF hers-"that
ought not to- have married. But, Gertrude,
the fault lay with you. You drove me away
from you"
"I was but trying you, John. The fault lay
with you. Why did you take my folly up SO
passionate!yf" .,
determination Will nOC serve eltuef VI us
now, my sweetest"
Holding out his arm to her, they passed out
of view, and Olive fell back in kind of syn,
cope. When she woke up again to the world
she did not know whether the past was not all
a wretched dream.
Mrs. Gresham dragged her weary limbs to
bed, and the night passed. In the morning,
just as she oug ght to have got up, she fell
asleep; and what wonder2 When her eyes
opened again to the garish day the sun was
high in the heavens. The first thing that met
her eyes WIS note from her husband, ad-
dressed to her and lying on the dressing table;
He was going away with Miss Dorne, was all
he said, and said it carelessly-going to escort
her home. 1t concluded with some kind words:
"God bless you, Olive and good-byep
She read the letter through with dry eyes.
Her sorrow was fearless, but all the more terri
BILE on that account.
Gone awayl The husband she had loved
so well had deserted her for another; had left