The Newtown bee., 1877-10-18

milk white carriage horse was rcigned i Up before quiet house in a quiet part l of the city, and she descended from her I pretty coupe, assisted.by a large, nnbly- bearded man, whose proud eyes smiled upon her. ,.
 This is a queer freak of yours, Mar gerite," he said
 My profession gives me license 10 l do queer things" she answered
 And with strange, hard laugh on her scarlet lips, she led Gwyn Walsingham into the house aud into an upper double 1 parlor, across the dividing arch of which was drawn closely q faded crimson dra- pery. s.Iy IH 70 s .s|
 Il will leave youhcre for q moment" she sad, lifting the handOn which fam ed the golden star, and motioning him 10 a seat by window full of flowers heli- otropes and hyacinths aud pale teu-ruses.
 The odor turned his soul sick, There had been q time when he was sinIess man, when he had woocd and won a pretty child, with hair yellow as the To scs, and eyes purple as the hyacinihS He remembered too, when the eStrangC- ment came that he had found laid away with his picture and his letters, bunch of dead purple and yellow bloom that kept it's faint perfume still.
 Why should these symbol blossoms he here to mock him now, when the dream was over and the old love WAS dead, and he held the heart of Alargerite D'Aryille in all her delicious youth, her royal beauty, her envied fame, in the hollow of his jealous hand ' s..
 He would have arisen, bat voice at that moment held him strcngthlesa in his chair.
 It was answering the actress.
 ''Tell me the whole of your story. You will feel better, perhaps" Margcrite Lad said.
 What can there be better than death for woman when she has lost her youth and beauty. and can no longer please theune who loved her when she wus young aud fair /? Ihe hidden speak CT asked bitterly. "Perhaps it Was not all his fault, though, that We are parted And yet it is so hard--so hard l had money--much more than we wanted when married him. He was poor and knew nothing about work of any kind, and was always unfortunate in his ad- ventures. But'we were very happy for len years. l tried to be d goof wife--I did, indeed. When 1 was ill l tried to seem well for his sake. When i was sad I smiled and sang, that he too might not grieve. When the crash came and our beautiful home was sold, never let him know how much 1 missed it. l was more sorrowful for him than for my self always. Even the plain rooms to which we went were an Eden to me when he was pleased and happy. But after we buried our little one il was different. l wanted, needed more kindness and love and forbearance lie was all had then my husband. pned and grew pale my patience was all worn away, and suppose became fretful and unloyely. And one kind word would have saved us both. But we drifled apart- apart, ah, me until he neglected, and then de serted me. Afterward, his mother died and left him rich. He began his old gay, careless life anew while 1 was left alone. Do you think he ever has d thought now of the faded, gloomy wo- man, whose life stands between him and his new love? I have heard She is young and very beautfal."s
 ..Ele has ID new love, believe me, said Margelite impressively. "A man who has once loved you could never for get you. You are not unloVely, and you are his wife and have been true always. know this woman whom be has sought in his idle moments, She has pleased and amused him--noth- ing more. She has had many lovers and could be true to none. If he could hear what you have said to ne, he would come to you in penitence and tears. " II have come Lida," suid Gwyn. Wal singham in a choked voice, passing Mar gerite, who had arisen and stood, her hand upon the crimson drapery T have come, my poor wife, In 'penitence and tears. "
 ] Margerite saw him lift the frail form in his arms, and as he pillowsd the still fair head on his bosom, kiss the yet un- i faded face. 1 And, as the curtain dropped, she knew that those two hearts were more closely and perfectly united than in the day ot l the bridal of their youth. ,a
 Margsrile was very pale az she vert down he steps.
 She smiled as sne saw Albert Mayne loitsring near
 "You are alone ?" he observed. coming ! toward her 1 Yes Will you drive home with me ?"