Daily globe., 1879-06-22
A WOMAN'S SWEET REVENGE
BY F. A. SLETOR.

A WOMAN'S SWEET REVENGE.
BYF. A. SLETOR.
He had been gone some time, and Vio-
let stood gazing out into the moonlight
until the entrance Of Aunt Rose behind
her caused her to turn from the open
window. Her aunt did not Immediately
speak to her, but busted herself about
ing the curtains in the proper folds.
Violet did not leave the room, but stood
beside the table, lowly humming tune
and idly lingering the leaves OF a book.
Presently Aunt Rose approached the
table, and her hands toyed some time
with the cards lying in the receiver be-
fore she at length opened her lips:
''Violet, has it gone as far as l dread?"
''What do you mean, Aunt Rose?"
asked Violet, as the color mounted to her
cheeks.
80, my child," said Aunt Rose, grave
ly, 'think it we'll over before you give
him your heart. I feel certain he has
spoken to you; but, my dear, you have
not been rash enough to-"
"No, Aunt Rose," interrupted Violet,
Il told you I would not give him any en-
Couragement until I had spoken with
you"
II can give you no better advice than
I already have; but still I know if your
heart is really attached to him, no power
Oh earth can make the eyes of love see
with wisdom's light
''But you can say little against him. -
''True. And all that you can say for
him is that he seems like a gentleman" j"
"Aunt Rose!" exclaimed Violet, quick
:'You understand me too we'll, I hope,
to be angry with me. But, really, my
child, dare not see you give yourself to
stranger, a man that you know nothing
of except that he is good-looking, has
good manners and appears to have some
wealth.
''But what can I do? How would it
do for me to ask him point blank if John
Archer is his real name, and where he
come from, and what he is worth?'
''He has asked you to be his wife?"
eyes," with deep blush.
"And you love him, Violet?"
eyes, truly love him. she said, after
a slight pause.
'vThen refer him to me. I surely can
ask him few questions without giving
him umbrage. You will promise me moi
to let it 60 any further until have seer
him."
1T shall 90 no further until you arc
satisfied, Aunt Rose. I promise yor
that
Mrs. Campbell gently pressed kis:
upon her nieces cheek, and then turned
to 60.
"You have not been looking we'll lately
Violet. You will not read late to-night2'
'No, shall follow you directly, Aun
Rose"
The young girl watched her companion
until the last fold of her black silk dis
appeared at the top of the staircase, the1
she closed the parlor door, and, throwing
herself into an easy chair, leaned he
head upon her hand, and gazed pensivel,
into the glowing CRATE.
''Aunt Rose, dear Aunt Rose," sh,
unused, lingering tenderly upon the name
''has been mother to me- She is tn,
only relative have in the world, almos
my only friend; surely she has my bes
interests at heart, and she must know
best. She can talk with Mr.. - John
What dear, common name 1t is, but i
has the ring Of truth in it, and my faith
er's name was John. AS I was saying
she can talk with John, and am sure b.
will take it as she means it-how coul,
he do otherwise? But as for doubtin,
him." she said, rising and pushing bacl
her chair, 81 would as soon doubt"
Violet stopped suddenly and listened
with her eyes fastened upon one of tn
window. The noise that had startled he
was repeated; light tap, tap, tap, upo
pane Of glass. Violet stepped to on
of the long shutterless windows and dreo
back the curtain of lace and damask. !
woman's face was level with the lowe
pane.
''What do you want?" asked Violet i
loud voice, although little treInulou
However, her fright, if frightened sl
had been, was overt only woman, an
poor one at that.
'Let me in," came back family.
Violet undid the fastening and pushe
up the sash.
"What do you want at this time
night? Are you sheltcrless, or do We
want something to eat9'' STOPPING dow
Shuo LII q IOuC VI PALS.
"No," returned the woman, looki1
down. ...
''Then why do you disturb us at tn
time of the night? lit almost H."
II beg your pardon, miss" said Il
strange creature, gazing up again with
look of determination, "but I must S
you.' .. ......
"Me?" CALCULATED Violet. ''But it
too late now; you must come to-mt
row." ...-..
|sNo, must see you tonight knc
it looks strange, ma'am, but it won't Ia
long to tell you what l want"
''But-'
30, miss!'' said the poor creature, loo
ing up imploringly, "don't put me off t
tomorrow; I may 60 wild before tf
time. You needn't be afraid of me-
never harmed AMY thing that
member. I'm only a poor, weak woma
and I must speak to you this very nigl
Please listen to me.'