The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1873-02-11

Lillian keeps her feelings within bounds
till her guest Is without Of the house; then
she gives vent to passionate and hyster.
iCal burst Of tears.
But tears are soon succeeded by what
must BIO called dry.eyed rage. And this
is the real meaning OF Rogers absence
from home Of late, night after nightP
Only year married Oh, 1t Is dreadful.
But she will not tamely bear it-no in
deed Thank Heaven, she has refuge
against the continuance Of such insult.
She has great mind TO go, that very al
lternoOn, to town--tot her brother
stanley's.
a can imagine SANKEY'S anger, when l
tell him." she murmurs, land dear Lett
tia's, too" (Lettia was Stanley Walters's
wiie) "They will almost insist upon my
never seeing Roger again. Shall / go, or
shall wait day or two longerp
A hall hour later, Lilisn's resolution
to go Is firmly made. And the reason
that it is so made may be found In the
following telegram, which has reached
her from New York:
IN. Y, May, 1877.
"Shall not DO homo tonight. Am de.
tanned bybusiness. r. MEREDITH"
Lillian arrives in New York that even
ing at about five O'Clock. It's still broad
daylight, and she had no fear Of taking the
solitary walk from the depot to herbroth.
cr's house in Thirty.eigth street. Her
ring at the bell Is promptly answered,
"Mrs. Walters, is at home" the servant
tells her. -g
Lillian enters the parlor, and has only
waited there few minutes when her sis:
ter.in.law enters.
"Why, Lillian, what on Garth brings
YOU hcre?' exclaims Mrs. Walters, whilst
kissing her guest. "You look pale and
miserable-just as If you had been cry
ing
murmurs, TREMENDOUSLY; II haze been cry
ing. And now that I look well at yOu"-
smiling a little dreary smile-"I can't
help but tell you that / ought to return
the COmpliment-or whatever 1t should
be called. You appear as ifyou had been
crying, too"
For answer, Letilia Walters seizes one
of Lilan's hands, holding, 1t right firmly.
"YOu know, Lillian" she burst forth.
/ see 1t in your eyes that you know.
Who has told youP Not Roger, surelyl He
said that he should not do SC"
"For Heavens sake, what can you
meant" Lillian inquiries, thoroughly dazed
STYLE Rogers name is one that only
sends u shiver through me now, Letitia."
And then the tears choke her voice and
well forth, large and scald from her dark
eyes. II do not even want to see him q.
gain, Lefty can't exactly hate him,
you know, but-but-"
Hate himl" cries Mrs. Walters, dropp.
ing her sister-in-law's hand, and spring.
ing up from her chair. "Hate Roger
Meredith! Hate the best, noblest, land
most generous OF menl Oh, Lillian, shud.
der to hear you talk like that. What
earthly cause can you, OF all women, have
for hating Roger? He simply worships
you"
"Row wrong you are!' Lillian exclaims;
and then, in few terse angry sentences
she tells her reasons for having suddenly
appeared like this at her brothers house.
"Don't attempt to shield him, Letitia, I"
she finishes. 1.-THE more I think oft all,
the more certain feel Of his guilt"
Silence Letitia's face wears dim,
odd smile. She stands at Lilian's side,
looking down upon her with an express.
ion Of placid pity. Presently she breaks
silence with these words:
"Iremember the night, perfectly, Lillian.
was the woman with whom Roger was
seen talking, and this was the house upon
whose stoop we stood. l had taken his
hand, the better TO express the ferVor Of
my thanks, and he, for answer, had sud-
denly clasped It between both Of his"
your thanks, Letitta! For what,
pray?' 3
And now II is Mrs. Walters's turn to
burst into tears.
"Oh, then you don't know, Lilian' You
hdUeRt heard"
"Heard! What, in Heavens nameI"
"About poor SANKEY'S troublesome
people call 1t defalcatiOn. Anyhow, he
was trusted with-with certain money,
YOU know, and when the time came for
paying it back he had used some of It, or
something Of that sort. I'm not very
clear myself as to what 1t all precisely
was. But there has been dreadful
time. Blr. Sanderson, SANKEY'S partner,
was here lour or five times, and other
gentlemen, and they were going to i'm.
prison poor Stanley, and If It had not
been for dear, kind Roger Stanley"
"Well, well, what about Roger? tell
me"
The eager question leaves Lilian's lips
at fleetish speed. She has risen, and is
Crasping Letitia's arm exCitedly enough.
Just this, Lillian. He has saved
Stanley from utter ruin and imprison-
ment, You speak Of his not having gone
home for several nights recently, and Of
being absent.minded and pre.occupied
It was all this terrible affair. And he
told you nothing-You, his w0rshipped
little wife-bccause he wished to spare
you the pain OF hearing such horrid in
telligence about Stanley"
"CdH this be truel"
I Lillian has Just uttered the words, when
the door opens and none other than
Roger himself enters the room-Roger,
who has staid In town ono last night
longer, TO complete certain transactions
relative TO tho generous work he has IN.
, deTtakeu. ..r
Lillian stares at him, wildly, at first ;
whilst he, for his part, stares back most
, amazedly at her.
Then she gives sort Of prolonged leap
In his direction, and nearly before Roger
himself realizes her design, has thrown
her arms about his neck.
, "Oh, can you ever forgive met" she
moans, In temulOus, tear.Choked voice.
This is how you have been unfaithiul,
YOU best and kindeAt of menl shall ney.