The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1876-05-17


Danish, until light footstcp resounded
upon tho hall floor, and bright voice
cried, MANY happy returns to you,
May" Suddenly all the joy and glad
ness of her fair young face returned as
she sprang forward to meet the new
conner.
"Welcome him, Birdie" she said
playfully to the pet dog curled at her
feet, who had lain there a grim and Sc
lect watcher, while the other remained;
and in obedience to her voice, the little
shaggy-coated animal boundedup, wag-
ged his tail, and whinned a low, pleas
snt greeting.
There could not be more striking
contrast than was presented between
the lover who had just left her side in
angry scorn and he who now came for
ward to grasp her extended hand. I'll @
one as dark and stern as the summer
storm cloud, the other with all the
beauty and brightness of everyday sun
shine beaming from the eyes, about
his mouth, and playing upon each feat
ure of his handsome face and figure.
Moments sweet to each passed thus
unheeded by them in happy CONVERSE
ton, until unpreceptibly a touch of
sadness crept into his light-hearted |
tones as he said seriously:
May, it is so sweet to be here with
You thus, that there is something lean
not bear to tell you, and yeti might |
have known there must be an end to
this pleasant companionship. l have
GOMEZ have come" he answered, "to
say good-by."
"GOod-by?" she asked TREMENDOUSLY.
Eyes" he went on, "to my regret 1
shall not have the pleasure of leading
you out in the dance tomorrow night.
/ shall have to resign that pleasure to
some happier man. Byrd Kirby tele-
graphs me to join her here at the train
tonight, and proceed with her to New
York tomorrow, and I shall have to
CO." And as he spoke his hand wan
dered into his bosom, from whence he
brought picture which he placed ST.
lently before May for inspection. 1t.
was a handsome, high-bread girl face
that lay there quietly in May lyle
hearts lap unmoved, until raised me-
Chemically with the question:
"And who is this Byrd Kirby?"
. as it possible l have never told you
of her? The woman to whom l am
engaged" he replied, with forced
laugh. "The woman whose wealth re-
trieves our fallen fortunes; the woman
whose great beauty consoles me for the
loss ofsuch as you, May" he said Bit {
terly.
For moment whole waves of an
guished emotion dash over the face of
the girl beside him, threatening to ,
overthrow all composure; seeing which ,
his face depend with pain; yet a
mighty effort of selfrepression Gains
the accents of her voice as she asks
lightly enough:
"But we shall meet again ?"
A little while and May Igleheart's
bosom heaves holly as she stands be- /;
hind the curtain watching the dim out !
line of his retreating figure as it disap-
pears down the lamp-lighted streets r
md into the distance. l.
This, then, was the ending-the Bit L
,er, pitiless ending. This the New
7 ear fete for which she must school
Ter heart on the morrow! After .
months of such intimacy as only lovers n
Know, she had all her love for him to
'e thrust aside thus, but a toy in the
,lay that had amused him All, well I,
ct the morrow dawn, and though
miles might fail to come at her bid G
ling, she could still wear an armor of .,
reserve too deep for curious
yes to penetrate and discover the lac. :,
rated heart beating beneath. .,
1t has been but a few brief months
ince Philip Stanley had first sought .
ut and known May Igleheart. .,
Yet, as she stood there alone and >
at bay" what years of joy and trust ~
nd splendor seemed the life of those
nonths to her. And yet day after day
ad he sought and fingered in her So
iety as pastime. How singing to o
er pride! "
Day after day, and no word to her of SC
hat woman to whom his honor amp al
is faith were plighted.
Truly, her heart was stung to def HI
nce-perhaps revenge. DE-
New-Year's Eve. The city streets tr
blaze with light and alive with hui 50
ian beings, hurrying to and fro in st