The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1879-11-27

urea Head upon her pillow, but the morn
ing renewed hope again.
He had been detained The hours wore
one by one away day followed day, and TO
MarJory's waiting heart came no CLEAN Of
hope, until she realized the truth--he Lad
WOoed the hciress not the woman.
She had written the words so lightly
winch, If he wished it, gave him back his
freedom, and he had taken her at her
word.
It were better 50, she said to herself
her lip curling in scorn; but underneath
the words was dry sob, which sent the
falls quiyering back into her soul.
The world which she must so soon face
grew more desoate to her, with the lesso
she had thus early learned, She looked
forward shuddcrngly to her future, until
one day, Floyd Chester, in simple, manly
words, asked her TO become his wife.
Il am poor" she answered, thinking to
see him, too, turn away,
II know it," he said. Il asked you,
Marory, for yourself, dear 1t is the rich
est gift could claim
Her heart beat no pulse quicker, no color
flushed to her pale cheek; but she looked
into his honest face, ilumined with It's pur-
pose, and thought she did him no wrong
when she accepted the rest and protection
that he offered her.
So their engagement was duly announced
and her world believed her happy. Ali,
could their Argus eyes have penetrated
within the walls Of her room as one week
later, she sat holding newspaper crushed
in her hand, while her slight form quivercd
under the storm Of passion which would
have its way. No death, no frighttu
catastrophe, was in that papers columns
only, heading the list Of outWari-b0und
passengers which had set sail on the
steamer Of the day previous, was Thorne
Reeds name, and he bad gone without
even gCod-by.
Sitting there, another thought came TO
hcr--the thought Of the bitter wrong she
was doing the man she had promised 10
marry; for spite OF his falsc-heartedness-
spite Of tie contempt which mingled with
her loye--she loved this man, who had 90
wronged her loved him as ,he could never
love one whose wife she had promised u
become. But it must not be. Floyd
should learn the truth.
twas hard task she had set herself
when, the next evening, he sought her, tu..
Of plans for their future happiness; bur she
met il bravcly, a., with pale lips, she asked
MIN to release her from her bond.
"Why is IT. Maljory:" he asked, gently
Can not teach you TO love me dear"
Then she told him that It was hi. due I,
know that another, utterly unworthy, had
already taught her the lesson her hear
could not uu!carn.
His cheak grew very pae as he listened
but he uttered no word OF Icproach as b,
promised still to lie her friend, faithful anl
| true.
Among the letters lying at her plate.
few Romiugs later, was one bearing III
post offices Official seal.
Opening it, another dropped out VIVA
could it mean,
Her breath came short and hard as So
recognized tho words She had written II
answer to Thornc Reeds wooing.
Had they never reached him, then :--an'
had she wronged him all this time:
Her name and address were on the pas
in full. She had omitted some necessar
part of his address, and, failing to I'm
him, thNletter had been returned TO u
writer
Too late-too late. The great broa
ouean now divided them, and he had goG
away believing her engaged to anothe
man. But, at least, her heart might loy
him still, and know be had not prove
himself unworthy.
Her face bore traces Of tears, when
morning yisitor-Nr. Chester--was an
nouncod, His quick eyes d!scerned. them
"Naljory," he said, even if you do no
love me, marry me, and let me end TN
drealy life for YOU
NO" she answered. but it is your nigh
now To know all. told you the man
loved was unworthy, II was not so; II va
all mistake, Floyd, and my heart j
breaking
"Wil YOU not tell me his nance" h
questioned, when she exclaimed Fate.s crue
workings.
She rose and handed him the paper witt
the name the name heading the list OF pas
sengrrs outward bound.
That day Chester Floyd sent cable tele
gram, and it was addressed to lhorne Reed
Three weeks passed slowly by, 1t wa
time Tor NIarjory TO face this future whicl
was rapidly becoming the present. An
other week. and she must leave her beauti
iul home 10 90 ont among strangers.
Sitting, in the dusk, among the old ia
miiar objects, her utter desolotion presse'
upon her. All the old life, the old energy
the old light-hcartedness, seemed gone for
ever.
Lost in thought, she needed nothing
until conscious Of mans presence in IN
room beside her
Floyd" she asked, us that youi'
No" voice answered. voice whic!
caused her heart to give one mad bound
while she started impetuousIy TO her feet
Not Floyd the voice went on. Mar
iory, did YOU wish that it should rather be
If so, my coming has all been mistake.
"Thorne Thorne ~ she sobbed' M.
love, have you come back to me-"
My dalling," he sand, when she has
grown calmcr, tell me why YOU never an