The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1878-05-30

phires."
All how indulgent Fortune had be-
some lie had heard ilatteIing tales of
me from Kitty, whom he had met in Lon
Ion, and KITTY was his cousin. An, now
we were friends indeed
1t was past ten 0 cock when we came
up from the beach. The waltz music was
throbbing in the dancing-hall; walters
we're going to and fro with trays and
pitchers of ice water; couples were nlrtlnS
in corners and on the stairs.
went directly to my room, and locked
the door.
Removing my dress, put on white
dressing saque, and sat down before the
mirror.
began unbraiding my hair. 1t was
pretty, soft and hossy, though not long,
and as | drew the comb through it, 1T iell
in ripplcs about my animated face
For the first time | saw for myself
certain charm or fascination which others
had intimated that possessed.
While sat alone, thinking, | suddenly
| Smelleu TOBACCO.
At first | thought that it came through
the window from the long general balcony
which ran outside, but observing, at last
that The window was closely shut, and had
been all day, the weather being unusually
cool, | observed that the scent was not
that of a fragrant cigar such as the board
ers were in the habit of enjoying upon the
balcony on pleasant nights.
1t was an old, coarse and rank scent,
vulgar in the extreme, and mingled with
the scent of the stables. In an instant
the fear that some one had been Ill my
room took possession Of me.
felt myself grow pale as rose to my
feet. Hastily knotting up my hair, L
went to my trunk, and applying the key,
turned it and unrastened the steel case
containing my sapphires from its guard.
: trembIed with apprehension asI nm
casped it, but my fear was needless.
The transparent blue flashed in my lace-
| had not been robbed.
But as rose from the trunk, after re-
fastening it, my glance fell below tho
edge of my bed, and every nerve OF my
body stiffened like steel, and then relaxed,
, leaving me too weak to stand upon my
= feet. | clutched at the tall back OF an
-, easy chair for support.
=, 1t had been quick, side-long glance,
- but it had revealed to me a mans face;
with wicked, watching eyes, lying close
= to the carpet under my bed.
gave one desperate moment to thought.
}, Oh, how strangely still the house was!
The waltz music was all done; not even a
waiter seemed stirring in the wide, silent
> house.
J. thought of the w"tchman, but he was
probably in the Office at the extreme end
|, of the building. He made his round once
1t an hour, to be certain there was no fire in
the building. An hour? could be
Il murdered, and my body would be cold, be-
fore an hour had passed.
le What to do? remembered to be nat
A. ural. With my face flaming scarlet with
excitement. commenced hastily search-
ing my drawers and boxes.
70 "Oh, dear, ! must have left them in
ID the parlor!' muttered, in barely audi-
Bile voice. "And am afraid to go down,
;, it is 50 late and lonesome ~ | added.
p "But must go.'
Il | unlocked the door, and stepped dizzlly
over the threshold. | had presence OF
-, mind enough to lock the door on the out
side, and then to run with flying step,
IL through the hall.
There was some one on the stairs, and
'e it was not the watchman's battered hat
III and dusty coat that my dilated eyes fell
II upon, but 1.-THE, noble and elegant figure
that of Reginald Amberly
he "Titanla," he said, quickly, 81 coult
l not 90 to rest without coming to tell yor
'r- to be CAREFUL"
"There is a robber in my room, unde
n, the bed !" IScreamed, and fell headlons
at into his arms in dead faint.
Is. The first words heard on my restora
N tion were:
Int "Poor little angel !"
at Reginald Amberly had carried me dowr
'pt to the parlors, and was bathing my fae
with ice water. He was also smoothin!
,g back my disheveled hair and kissing my
all lips.
Little angel Why not? As his wifi
mo- | am a little sunbeam of content an,
cheer. no longer practice wies, no
i, have designs upon unsuspecting parties
for have no need. am as innocent AM
harmless as he thinks me-a little angel
DPs indeed
q" The hidden wretch proved to be Mrs
"1 Clare's coachman. He was easily secured
y" and appropriately punished
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