The Plymouth Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1878-1901, 1879-05-08
I have no claim on the Winters, save
the claim OF love"

q differance 1t would make to my fam
lily, when they hear you are an under
paid music teacher, OF the Winters,
and cohere with their son."
A little gasp OF pain came from her
lips-her lips that had suddenly
grown white.
"Oh, Wilson-Wilson can it be?-"
He smiled.
Sweet" he said. Il love you for
yourself alone. You believe this,
Eunice, darling?"
She was so true and loyal herself,
that she could not withstand his ten
der, caressing words, and when he
drew her to him and kissed her she
was content, even happy again. be-
lievsing he meant nothing by his
careless words.
The red rose she had first offered
to Guy Winters was still in her hand.
Il will take this for love token"
Wilson said, taking 1t from her, "and
ifever the time comes when 1 love
you less, / will send it to you and
you will understand"
He spoke jestingly, but her face
grew grave.
Wilson" she said, at might be
that in the future you woulk love me
lees, and long for your freedom; il
that time ever comes, promise me
you will send me this red rose, write
me no word or lin, simply send me
this flower"
Il promise" he said: @but as my
love will never grow less, you have
seen this red rose for the last time
He drew her to him and kissed her,
Goodbye, my darling." he said, and
then he left her standing in the fall
ing shadows OF twilight.
@What will you wear to- night, Miss
Leigh?"
The graceful woman standing at
the window turned slowly around.
and answered in a tone Of intense
sweetness.
Il will wear black silk and lace,
Meta. with red roses in my breast and
hair.
"But your white silk and pearls?'
"I prefer black this evening. Meta.
the lady answered, gently, then turn
ed around 10 the window again.
After some time she went over to
an inlaid desk, and drew out letter,
written in clear bold hand, and
signed Wilson Audrey"
1t was a passionate declaration OF
love to the beautiful woman holding
il in her hand. She read il slowly
over, then from beside it she lifted an
envelope, directed In the same dash
ing hanu to Miss Eunica Dalton"
Opening the envelope. she looked
at what she had locked at a hundred
times before, faded red June rose
withered and scentless; and now you
know that Miss Leigh, whose won
drous voice had made her famous
whose rare beauty and grace had
! turned mems heads wherever she
went. was Eunice Dalton who had
hidden her lovers farewell at the rus
To vofo afrhf vaaro haPoro
! The change in her life had come
suddenly-an eccentric old lady hac
| heard her sing. and charmed by the
:; depth and power as well as the sweet.
ness OF her voice, bad taken her un.
, der her patronage. and placed her un
der the best masters, and two years
!, after had the satisfaction OF knowing
r that her fair young protege was fatet
I to be one OF the greatest singers II
the world.
But before all this, had come th'
a falsity OF her lover and the anguish
4 that nearly killed her, and then th'
news that the old folks at the farm
( were dead, and that Guy had solC
i everything and gone abroad, then he
o new life began, and people wer,
thrilled by her beautiful voice, an,
!" men infatuated with her beautiful
face, and when she returned to he
e own land. from queeDiBg 1t abroad
q foremost among her lovers was viii
son Audrey, who never dreamed O
a her identity.
d There was to be reception tha
evening, given in honor Of her, tn
!. creme de Ia creme OF society would b
y there, and Wilson Audrey would b
"a among them waiting to receive hi
4 answer from the woman he loved.
r, There were many fair women pres
ent: but Miss Leigh reigned queer
l. by right of her real beauty, and viii
Ie son Audrey watched her with thrill
l. ing pulses, aud wondered he ever be
I. lieved that he loved woman before.
a He was talking to a grave, hand
so nae man, whose earnest eyes ha
"a wandered more than once to Mis-
e, Leigh's proud pale face.
10 They were standing in the shade
= OF bay window. and neither Of ther
n noticed that a slender. stately woma
in sweeping robes OF elk and lac,
Io was leaning against flower wreathe
\. column little distance from them.