The Morning herald., 1878-07-17
Gold or DrosaIs ST :?

[ am reduced 70 PoSSiOio Oo6e"iy'
hipp-nothing can call my own9"
wby, yes, sir; yes, Mr.. Maxwell, near
is gone. TO lie sure there
lat five hundred year, and that place
fsrmont that you settled on your wife;
<may save that out of the wreck. a
L. mere nothing, am aware, out Of
4 a noble inheritance as yours, Mr.
well; but still it is something. Half q
YOU know, sir, is" .at 9st' .ss1 .r'y
} stopped suddenly at q motion OF
Ter Maxwelrs hand. He was lawyer
used to this sort of thing, and was not
III affected by the story he had come
from New York to tell Mr.. Maxwell;
|kich client had speculated rashly, and
lost-s common case, enough. A
k ago he was worth half million, to-
~ he was not worth 4 dollar that was
There were his wife's settlements, OF
Use; but they were his wife's-and Mr..
Mrs. Maxwell were two. F
d thought I had better let You know at
j, Mr.. Maxwell, 1.-THE lawyer said, "it's
to be in everybodys smouth Tomorrow
now, il I'm to catch that nine.ffty3
rain, I had better be starting. Good
~, sir"
Goodnig sir" Roger Maxwell said
&hanically. -2a%A gL%g+ - VI
i was leaning against the low iron
way, his folded arms resting Oh it's
3ed top, and the black shadows of the
Bhes shutting him. in like pall.~ Up
avenue lamps cleaned through the
u, turning the dark November night
Il a kind of fairyland. The wide front Of
stately mansion was all raglow with
1pinations, music, flowers and lovely
pen; and loveliest, where all was
by, its proud young mistress, Edith
&well.
Rrwo men, stragglers from the ball
p, with their cigars lighted, came down
Rugh the gloom, close to the motion
figure against the iron gate only
9ther shadow among the shadows
lose that he heard every word they
fed. E
Rather superb style Of things, all this"
said. when Roger Maxwell does
sort of thing he does it we'll Wonder
|uck he's had; tive years ago he hadn't
p; and that wife Of his-rnagnifcent
+ bis the most beautiful creature the
Eshine on"
FOO beautiful, my friend, for-she'a
Ah! to her husband? Married him for
Fortune, didn't she9 The old story,
poor, very proud, and sold to the
est bidder. Seton stood to win her
once, didn't he ?" sEFEg
was desperate Irritation something
the knowing ones say; but Seton
better than to indulge in the luxury
pennlless wife. So Maxwell appeared,
rich suddenly and-she's Mrs. Max
Tonight, and more queenly than ever.
tched her dancing with Seton half an
ago, and Well, I didn't envy
Well' if he is worth half million.
go back to the house; it's going to
Puppose Maxwell was to lose his for.
what then2" EH4
Ny good fellow, he would lose his wife
same hour. Some women there are
would go with their husbands into
ary--but not the lovely Edith; and
splendid fellow, too, is Maxwell.
f. the rain begins!" .-. .,. &.E
pe shadows among the trees stood per.
still. A long, low wind. moved the
and the rain beat its melancholy
onp. Half an hour, an hoi,r, two
So' but the figure leaning against the
remained still as the iron itself. But
'lfred at last, became conscious lie was
through and passed slowly out of the
m and up the lamplit avenue and into
'ateiy home that, after tonight, would
~ no longer. Another half hour and
'as back in the glitter, dazzle and mu.
7 the brilliant drawing-room, his wei
lents were changed, himself whiterr
marble, and almost as still. He had
been missed; his beautiful three
'ns bride sAQps there in diamonds