The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1878-04-06

turned pale, and put down the paper. Ano
yet she EadeXpeetadthis annoupcoment-hac
looked for Il day after day. Nevertheless she
felt n Efrlnge pang, which S. long As he wal
unmarried she bad escaped
Down by the river, where the "a'er-nags
ho!st-d their yellow standards among the
reeds. aud where the forget-me-nots bios
somed along the banks, she sauntored, listen
ing to the murmuriug waters, whose burden
WIS -. Il, past past ~ Even Rover ap
nsnred To understand it, for he looked up
tnoarnfully into her face and whined. Then
he rrav Gu-s of clouds spread aero s the set.
ting sun. aud blotted out the sunlight but
stilI AIic paced up and down unde the pol
hrI willows, until the evening was far ad.
vanccd. Night was setting in around her.
The light Of life was over. She had scarcely
realized until the present moment how per.
sistently Mir. Scrope had been in her every
thought.
The morning after reading the news In the
papers another verystartling piece of inform.
alton came TO her She was an heiress ! by
one of those strange chances in life that are
70 common nowadays, her mothers brother,
beginning life as an artisan, had amused O
princely fortune. And now at his death he
had left it between Alice Jervis and her
brother. Alice Jeryis sat dow and wepi
bitterly. To her it had come as q mockery.
$3.50 ~ IA AAS va NhsHf AAs "H@
want of money now? In due time she read
of the marriage itself. She cnt it out of the
paper, and placed it in her pocketbook. II
was all over.
Three years slipped away. Three travellers
entered a hotel in "A little foreign town. The
youngest of the women was Alice Jervis, now
a beautiful woman, O little past her first
youth, but whom ono knew in n moment in
spite of the improvement that had taken
H., IT, lra4lnr mas nth har hut ha yrnq
scarcely to be recognized. A tutor and three
years OF foreign life had caused a wonderful
ransformntion The elderly lady, Mrs. Jer-
Wis. was not much altered, excepting that her
dress was as handsome Us your heart could
desire. They took their places at the table
dhote, and exactly opposite to them sat a
lady and n gentleman. The latter looked
w,aried, aud his short black moustnche twieh-
ed with the curvings of the relentless mouth
beneath it. The lady was fair, fashionable
and vivncious.
Alice Jervis started. She would have
moved; but William Jervis, all ignorant Of
past events, had exclaimed: MIR. Scropel
Mr.. Scropo looked across, wondering at the
neutrality-suspicious. from an apparent strnng'
cr. Then lis eye fell upon Alice, and he
started but, quickly recovering himself, he
bowed, saying:
Pardon me If at first I did not remember
you."
Mrs. Scropo Ind turned in delight toward
William Jervi5 ''Thc first English voice,
excepting my husbands, that I've heard foI
three weeks. l do not understand Italian,
and have consequently had no ono to talk to
but Mr.. Scrope. Can you imagine anything
more dreadfulT' Then, turning TO her hus.
band, sho said you must Introduce mo TO
your English friends
Mrs. Scrope-Mr and Miss Jcryis," said
Mr.. Scrope, his look riveted IN Alice.
The face that had never left his memory In
spite Of his marriage Ind grown TO q higher
beauty than even he had imagined to be
possible. And though he know it not, it had
come about through her striving afteran ideal
that she deemed worthy of him.
Shilling the pulses that throbbed 70 pain.
islly, Alice conyersed with him nswith an old
acquaintance; md yet the remembrance OF
their parting on that moonlight night was
present to both of them.
Mrs. Scropc talked necessarily, TIE more
especially as William Jcrvis was n lively
with a frank, half jesting, half. defer
entail manner that had something very win.
ming in it
Alice Jcryis wRicnri Mrs. scropo narrowly,
md wondered why Mr.. Scrope married herr
lnstiuctiyel. the answer came because he
did not care very much about her, but found
that the alliance would Id lustro TO his
There was something ~paradoxical in
thu iicn, but II passed with her. She had
that il Mr.. Scrope had really cared
for herself, to care much for Mrs. Scrope was
impossible.
So they met, and so they parted, in the
little out of-the.way Italian town; and Alice
seen Mr.. Sorope once more. Was she
glad or was she sorry?
Tho Scropes returned to England. The
J~cryises remained abb d. And they heard
more of one another.