The herald and mail. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1873-188?, 1874-09-04
IN sACKCLoTH AND ASHES
BY MARY REED CRowELU.

By MARY REED CROWELL.
| Harvey Mortimer stood in Miss j, Y
toms reception room-a small, ma T.
cent apartment, furnished with du e
| gard for Julie Dayton's flashing br1-
nette beauty, in yellow satin and ebony.
He had beeh admitted two minutes
before, and had given his card to the
| fOotman, and was Just little pioled
| that his betrothed kept him waiting 50
long. He had toyed with the musical
album on the mosaic inlaid table under
the chandelier, and had examined tie
delicate ferns that grew in their rustic
vases, and even had whistled to the
canary in its gilt cage that hung over
the aquarium-and yet Julie did not
come.
Never before had she been so derelict.
Before this evening, he had never wait
Cd three minutes for her to come rust-
ling down the grand staircase, heralded
by the dainty fragrance of "bouqupt'
she invariably used, and now this delay
was astonishing.
He had just made up his mind to jerk
the orange-satin tassel of the beiI-pull, :,
and ascertain if the servant bad neg
lected to announce him, when that dig,
nitary appeared, with his choicest bow.
81 beg your pardon, Mr.. Mortimer,
but did not know Miss Julie was not
at home until this moment"
Harvey's eyebrows lifted a moment
in surprise.
Not at home Well, she will see
my card when she returns. Thank You,
Ellis"
That is what he said as he received
his hat and cane from the mans hands
bEt what he thought was different de-
cidedly.
He was not pleased, this lover of
Julie Dayton's, who had given her to
understand he would come that even
ing, and then coming, found her from
home.
He walked down the avenue with
more sternness in his eye than Julie
ever had seen there, trying to conquer
the strange sensation of discomfort that
possessed him, and calling himself al
together too exacting in his great love
for the beautiful girl that had captured
him-hesrt and head.
He sauntered down Broadway, and
then dropped into a concert hall, Won
dering the while, why Julie had gone
from home that evening. And Julie
beautiful, lustrous-eyed fJulie-with
her arch, tender glances, and her per
fectly bewildering ways, was teaching
another lover to appreciate her sweet
ness, all unconcerned as to the treach-
cry of her position-the retributiOu
that would have to come according to
the inevitable law of compensation.
She had been at home, under the
very roof that had cover, d Harvey Nor
timer the impatient minutes he stood
there. She had heard his ring at the
door, had heard his cherry "good- /
night" to the servant when he went
away, and had smiled over his card as
she deliberately sent word back she |
was not at home.
Then, when she knew he was gone
she went down stairs into the large
drawing room, where the lights were I
turned up Just enough to make the |
apartment delightfully."- dusk, yet suf-
light to reveal the elegance of |
its appointments, and the unexception- |
able toilet she wore for-not Harvev .
Mortimer's eyes, the lover to whom she .
had plighted her troth.
She certainly was enchantingly sweet
in her dull scarlet silk dress, made in
the latest extravaganza of style; witt
her heavy, dead-gold iewelry, and the
almost priceless lace at the clear dart
neck. She looked every inch what she
was externally-a handsome, stylish
girl, and to her own heart
as she met the brilliant gaze of her eve.
in the pier glass, she acknowledged tn
truth that it wasn't much wonder tha
Ray Graham was in love with her Jus
as deeply as Harvey Mortimer was.
Ray Graham And it was his ster
she was listening for now with ears thai
had gladly heard the distancing foot
steps of the man she had promised t.
marry Ray Graham she was waiting S.
eagerly to welcome with the lips thai
had uttered the fashionable lie that had
sent her betrothed husband away fror1
ler house with such strange unrest j,
lis loyal heart.
She didn't have very long to wait
lot so long as Harvey Mortimer had
been kept waiting and when she heard
lis tread in the hall she arose, with no
of indifference, to welcome
lim.
A tall, handsome fellow-much hand
omer than Mr.. Mortimer, so far as
ymmetry of features went and decision
# color. This Ray Graham was fair
laired, tawny, mustached fellow, with
lash of color in his cheeks, and darI
'lue eyes, that had a way of looking at
-ulie's dark ones in manner that made
Ter heart beat as never Harvey Morti-
1er's had done.
Now, as Ray Graham came across the
arpet, indolently, gracefully, with all
is heart in his eyes, it was very patent
hat he loved her dearly, as well as she,
oor girl (poor Mortimer y worshiped
i'm.
He met her with an arm extended to
brow around her waist and d1aw her
lose te his side.
"Julie, you are glad to see me ?" He
ent his lips to her forehead.
"Oh, Ray, would 1 have denied my
elf tn Mr. Mortiroar for opv otbar rea- ,