The star. (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1874-1875, 1875-03-18

MADNESS to the poor orphan. would
not have been what l am now If 1T had
not been for your generosity. Now, In
my days of prosperity ! would be un.
grateful indeed to forget you. But
Why," she exclaimed. blushing, "did you
call Edward Stanley a Congressman
Because he really is. Did you not
know it?"
| "Never until this moment"
| Just then Mrs. Westbrook entered.
Mr.. Howard told her why AdalIne looked
SO bewildered.
~ intended telling her myself, and
ask pardon for the deception practiced
upon both of them," said Mrs. West
brook. II told Edward this evening our
Lena'S history just before he left"
When Mr.. Howard returned to the
city, Adaline accompanied him, but she
did not go TO his mansion. She stopped
with an old schoolmate.
1t was soon noised about that the gift
| ed and beautiful Lena was in the city,
| and her true name came out at grand
ball, where her cousin and all their aris-
tocratic friends were present. AdaliDe
was attended by her betrothed husband,
Edward Stanley. She was arrayed in a
robe OF white satin embroidered with
silver. Her raven curls were confined
by band of the richest pearl whilst a
necklace of the same encircled her
snowy neck. Her cheeks were flushed,
for she was listening to her lovers voice.
But when the Misses Howards' az
rival was announced, proudly almost
haughtily, did she meet them, with a
calm dignity, befitting queen receiving
her subjects. She was the ruling star OF
the season.
Time passed, Mr.. Howard lay on his
death-bel, prostrated by a sudden and
mortal disease.
b Adaline had flown to nurse him, for
Clara had eloped with worthless ad-
venturer. Edward Stanley was also
there.
"Uncle, for so will call you," he said.
81 am sorry to see you 80 ILL.,"
"You have just come in time," said
the old man, ITO receive my blessing be-
yor OF you, yet will. Protect my wife
and children"
81 will be to them all that you wish,"
ness to me is dearer to me than life."
The sufferer smiled family.
"Oh, God, thank thee," he cried. ~
can now die contented."
Emma and Annie, the naughty ball
room bellies, were awed by the scene OF
death, and vowed they would live differ
entity, as they pressed a kiss upon their
dying fathers lips, and saw their mother
borne fainting from the room.
Clara, the dis0bedient child, was not
forgotten. d.
"Give her my blessing" said the old
man. "And tell her freely forgive her,"
A few months and he was joined by
his repentant wife, who died blessing
Adaline with her latest breath, and
leaving her two daughters, now almost
penniless, to the poor Cousins care.
1t was bright and beautiful morn I'M
the early spring, when Lena, the gifted
and beautiful, stood before the altar, to
become, The wife of the distinguished
Edward Stanley.
There, too,. were Emma and Annie,
brook smiled her congratulations.
1t was in country church that they
were married. There were many there
from the gay city to witness tho cere-
mony.
Little children strewed flowers in the
pathway of the bride as she returned to
her carriage.
Edward Stanley not only took his wife,
but her new dependent cousins.
Adaline did not look upon them as
such, however, but treated them as sis
ters.
But where was Clara all this time for
three years she had not been heard from.
But one dark winters night, a pale wo-
man, In tattered garments, might be seen
vending her way down to the Hon. Ed
ward Stanley's beautiful residence.
Feebly she knocked for admittance.
The servant stared at her wonderingly,
when she asked if Mrs. Stanley was at
home.
"Tellsher yes,n said Alkaline, who al
ways listened to the voice Of distress.
The pale supplicant entered, and cast
her eyes upon her two sisters, who knew
her IN, a moment, and at once Adaline re-
ceiyed the wanderer to her heart. 4
Clara had come home to Adaline's to-
die, deserted, heart-broken wife.
All that could be done, was done to
restore her, but in vain.
Adallne's voice soothed her In her wild.
est words of delirium, and it was Ada.
lines voice that convinced her she could
yet be saved.
Clara died true Christian, with the
words:
"Father, mother, / come"
Thus the proud, contemptuous beauty
owed her last comforts, nay, even her
escape from pauper's grave, to the