Connecticut western news., 1878-06-20
VOL VII.

and wealthy, and had there been no re. membrance of the fascinating Lorenzo Tabor, the girl knew that she could have loved him fondly. ...... ..a.
 However, reason and persuasion tri. umphed over wilfulness and fancy, and she became his wife. --E.sa
 "She is too young to know the needs of her own nature," the husband had thought; but she is capable of grand love; she will make woman to do and dare great things. Ifpatience and kind. ness and tnvarying devotion can win her rebellious heart it will yet be mine with all it's passion and possibilities. 9
 He had yet to learn that only through torturing trials can the perfect, sacrificed love be reached.
 There came time when with pain and reluctance, he felt it obligatory to warn her of Lorenzo Tabor.
 A less noble man would have executed this imposing duty less kindly and less nobly. But St.. Aymar was the incarnate I'perfectlon of nobility. .1 .7-2
 He went to Angela one afternoon a few moments after her questionable friend had gone. ... ......... ..... -,s
 He found her pale, agitated, with a light in her proud blue eyes he had never seen there before. t.+e a
 "What has disturbed you, Angela 2'' he asked gently; sa2i .sa@-l a2,o 7'.t -s !" I have not been disturbed" she re- piled briefly, but she flushed and her slim fingers quiyered nervously as she tore the petals from lovely white lily and scattered them at her feet. e..
 St. Aymer stopped down and took up the soiled and discarded flower. gfs
 t You ought not to have spoiled the lily" he said. tIt is pitiful to see a stainless and faultless thing cast aside and despised because one wearies of it. !"
 'fWhat do you mean, Chesley?" she inquired sharply. re..5 s...-.-.-.-.
 {" I mean, my dear wife," said he slowly, shrinking in agony to so ruth lessly awake her from her foolish, few cred dream that such might be the fate of woman as beautiful and pure as yourself when thrown aside by him who had stained her name and wearied of her charms
 She arose to her feet before him, her cheeks burning, her eyes like two disks of blue flame. ..
 You desire to insult me, she gasped. You allude to MT. Tabor. You are jealous of nse-of him." ..-, .s
 q God forbid" he answered earnestly, "that I should ever be jealous of such man. Neither am I angry with you, Angela and trust you as do my own soul. But I wish to advise you and warn you as unselfshly as I would if you were my sister instead of my own beloved wife" s.a.....s gs5ss
 You wish to aOnr7s me-of what ?" she asked imperiously. -.r. "Angela, my dear love-" he returned gravely and kindly; listen to me pa- tiently for once shall never pain you so again. Already your name is being mentioned slightingly in connection with that of this man. Tabor has bad rec ord. He is noted for his gallantries, of which he shamelessly boasts among 8 set of men not one of whom you would recognize anywhere under any circum- stances. He is not your friend, and I lmplore you not to regard him as one. Let him quietly understand that your acquaintance with him is at an end" The girl-wife was trembling now with shame and anger.
 He has been belied-cruelly belied, !" she cried. "He is my friend and am his, and defy his defamers. Our rela- tons shall not be changed"
 She flashed by him, her gl1ttering hair, her shimmering silks and blazing dia- monds flinging dazzling gleam behind her, and she was also gone. "r @
 St. Aymar sighed heavily. His affec- tion, kindness, and wisdom had availed him nothing, and the present seemed but 8 prophecy of greater trouble yet to come.
 His willful wife would have her way. She dared the worst, and defied censure. Several weeks went on, and her relations with Lorenzo Tabor were unchanged, or rather had become more vaguely and alluringly confidential
 Months had passed since she met him that fresh morning in the green bridal path. .sag.=< s.. .....,..a .ls..-..
 One day he came to her, no longer the mock reverent, cautiously insidious guest and platonic friend, who had conquered ! his memories and his madness. @
 He came as Launcelot might have come to the subdued but yet unfallen Guinevere. ---,-----
 For the first time the beautiful, proud Mrs. St. Aymar began to feel her danger, but she struggled with the chain of To- tus flowers to find it a cable of steel.
 " Angela" he began, in his unctuous, misleading tones, 'I battled hard to vanquish our old love, and you must feel how vainly. It has only grown stronger and sweeter, yet I would never have spoken to you again of my passion and my sorrow had not seen you as unhap. \. py as myself. It is unjust for us to sui fer so My old child-love, leave this { wretched life and come with me. You will not refuse me-" .... .s-..s ..a
 She shivered as she sat speeches. by his side. - .-s.s.5r,s s. is.,.,-4. q knew you would not refuse me, he went on, his evil eyes gleaming, his arms outstretched to embrace her, as , she shrunk away "'I have secured oul passage in steamship that sails to night. shall come for you openly n, one will suspect. Only few hour