The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1879-04-05
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intently on the man just discernable among
the strong vines.
His ear at the window, the letter-hunter
listened long time, but heard no noise in
the boudoir.
Then he climbed higher, and, without
difficulty raised the sash and fastened it
above the sill.
The room into which he looked was dim
ly illuminated by the light of night-lamp
that stood on the oval table. Objects beoynd
it, such as chairs, the dressing-table, and
the pictures on the walls, were not distinct.
Roslyn Waite, with the stealth of practiced
robber, entered the apartment, and his eye
fell upon a pile of letters on the table, in
the strongest light of the lamp. Starting
with triumph, he approached, and eagerly
put forth his hand, for he had recognized
the documents. They were the letters he
sought, and he blessed the hand that threw
lhem into his clutches.
He glanced at the couch, and saw Yotelle
Gwinn, to all appearances, sleeping quietly
there. Her well-chisclled face was turned
towards him, one snowy arm was half.con-
cealed among the tresses Of hair, and COM
pleted the picture, But Roslyn Waite had
not entered the room to contemplate beauty,
and satisfied that Yotellc. slept, he turned to
letters on the table again.
Inaudbly he carefully counted them, and
then in a whisper said:
"Thirty- -nine-that's right. They are all
here. The girl grew sleepy reading them, l
suppose, and left them on the table for the
very man who wanted them worst"
Then he picked them up, and with a smile
of triumph was moving to the window,
when bis name, distinctly pronounced, fell
upon his ear.
The color suddenly Jeff his cheeks, and
he turned to the couch but Yotelle, with
her lips just parted, was sleeping as quietly
as ever there.
"Roslyn Waite, am here"
Startled for the second time, he wheeled,
and stood face to faco with the figure Of
woman, just behind the oval table.
The features hc could not sec, for they
were above the shade of the lamp, but it
was the voice that frightened him.
"Yes, am here, Roslyn Waitew said the
woman again, and the next minute her
hand tore the shade from the lamp.
With cry that caused Yotelle to open
her eyes, the letter-steuler started back, for
the woman at the table was Lillian Calvert.
"Roslyn Waite, you have lied to me -
she said, while he stood like man suddenly
petrifed near the window. "You told me
that, until you encountered me, you never
made love TO any woman. | believed it,
thinking that you loved me for the affection
have bestowed upon you-not for the little
amount of wealth that may some day be
mine. have loved you, Roslyn Waite, be-
lieving all this, but now am undeceived
Sir, those letters are yours, ifyou wish them
| give them to you, for they have been Civ.
en- to Inc. Take them, and feel through youi
life that in them is found the penalty OF the
law Of expiation. will never wed man
who seeks golden heart. Farewell, Ros
lyn Waite? Never forget that there lives
one woman who believed you good"
The silence that followed Lillian Calvert't
last word caused the guilty man to start
He looked at the woman standing by tht
table, and then he glanced at Yotelle Gwynn
who was smiling triumphantly,
This is the work Of your stubborn wo
man." she said, looking him in the eye
"Roslyn Waite, for the oiIense you have per
pqtrated against my love ! have now hac
entire satisfaction. You may gol No arres
shall follow this burglary. Leave to-nigh
and forever the two women with who's
hearts you have trAed-whom you hay,
sought to wed solely for their gold. Cor
Without word, Roslyn Waite retreated
and as he clambered down the vines, h
muttered, through his clenched teeth, thes
words:
betrayed betrayed there is a traito
somewhere; for how did the woman know
that was coming tonight! have walked
into a trap"
AS he touched the ground, Covell Carle
rose and joined him, and neither of tn
twain spoke until they had reached Roslyr
Waite's room.
Then the letter-stealer turned fiercey up
on his companion.
"Coyell Carles, you are a traitor" h
cried. Through your Vaccinations hav
been led into trap. Out with the confes
sion of your treachery, before hurl you
through my window to the street belowl"
Covell Carles gave the angry man a snee
for his words, and flung wide his coat, dis
playing the butt of a revolver.
"I am the traitor, RoslYn Waite" he cried
"If you want to curse anybody, curse mel
am your equal. Listen TO me. When yo
turned from Yotelle Gwynn, was jus
learning to love Lillian Calverb but yoi
stepped between me and the object Of m,
love. Lillian has deemed me timid, but
will 60 to her now, and offer love, not
love Of gold, like yours. Yotelle was bu
trying you"
"Trying me What do you mean?" crieC
Roslyn Waite.
81 mean that she caused you TO believ,
that her father was on the verge of bank
ruptcy. She did this to try your love. sh'
has tried it and the stubborn woman is sat
isfed now"
For a moment the bafIled man could no
sneak His face assumed the hue Of ashes
and his voice, when it sounded again, wa
full of the anger of demon.
"Traitor, step back and We will fight it ou
here |" he cried. "The wiles Of stubborn
woman shall end in the shedding of blood.
"No - cried Covell Carles. 81 wouldn'
lift my hand against you. Lillian nigh
turn from me, were to 60 10 her with you
blood on my hands Good night, Roslyi
Waite. Let me pass.
"NeverW