The Newtown bee., 1877-10-18
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Margerite the Pearl

Frequenters of the theatre said that Margerite D Arvillc was rising star of the stage that she was an inpassioned. fascinating actress, as also chaSte, ami able and beautiful girl,
 This being the accepted opinion, of course she had many admirers and ado rers and disinterested friends, and there fore it was very natural that each adorer was more openly lavish of his adoration than he would have been lad she re- maineI the charming, obscure nssie of ten years before, who sang as she went to the milking on d certain picturesque farm among the New England hills,
 Doubtless the mnnwho loved her best and most truly was the wealthy and aris- t0crutic Albert Mayne. He was thirty, cultured and q thorough cosmopolitan in feeling, opinion and habit. If the ru- murs of romance and dead love back in his early manhood had the slightest fact of foundation he had outlived both, for his heart had never before beat rap turously at woman's smile.
 But Margerte D'Arville, with her tall and statuesque figure, her Italian eyes and scarlet mouth, her rich, colCrless, perfect features and her hair waving in jetty curls from her sweet forehead 10 her supple waist, had conquered every idea of bachelor life.
 Il want you for my wife, Margerite, '' he said. Il want 10 take you from this life of excitement. You adorn it, but you do not love it--nor were you crea- ted for it. You were made for the af- lection of quiet home, and that can give you. Will you accept it?"
 But she "blushed and sighed and said nay"
 "Do you reject me for Gwyn Walsing- ham P he asked, so seriously that she could no: be offended E
 She laid her hand upon his ann, and he saw on one small finger golded star of precious gems--topazes with single diamond flashing in the centre.
 "The seal of your betrothal to him Gracious God is it possible you are un- aware of that mans history 7" ..
 "He is greatly respected she answer ed, in tone of embarrassment that told her lover that she was indeed ensuared.
 And then Albert Mayne spoke slow ly and earnestly <; and when he had finished Margerite's dark eyes gIislened with righteous indignation, and red heat Was upon her delicate cheeks.
 You are quite sure of all this ?" she inquired. ..
 II know it." he returned, emphaticGl- ly; Il know also that you are d good girl and just one. profess to be your friend, Margeriie. If saw you going wrong uuconsciouSly, and should not warn you, you would despise me, would you not?"
 Il would, would r sbe replied, and the tears that fell over the flowers on her auguished bosom were those of the wo- man and nut the actress. file will be here shortly, and will take him, on some preiense, with me. 10 thIs place you wish me to eisil. Perhaps you and ] may help to heal o.le wounded heart, Albert. Who can tell whai may hap ben
 Y lu are a noble girl, Margeriie, ' said tine man, looking upon her reyeren- tiaily as sic sJUod before him in hel grand beauty, tine biscs .curlS that lsy un her breast vel Wiia tears thai ran spark ling from her eyes. q was mol mistaken when 1 thought you tne r'.rest and bra vest woman in the wurl,L
 Two hours later MargeFile D'Aryille's