Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1879-09-25

! went TO the quaint old house, she
was informed that the mysterious
lady had gone and none knew
where.
"a handsome yonng gentleman
came for her and took her away in
carriage" said the loquacioue
landlady. 1T was grand carriage,
and the gentleman was very nice,
and uncommonly rich, ! should say
for he paid me double my due for
my care of the poor, unhappy crea-
ture. She cried when she saw him
cried as if her heart-were break
ing-and he just took her I'm his
arms and kissed her down the stairs
as if she had been a baby. She
was in some great trouble, I should
think from the way she went on
day and night, sobbing softly to
herself and walking the floor hours
and hours, and never taking a bit
nor sup Of anything
''Is this like the gentleman who
took her away 2" asked Isabel,
holding toward the landlady a
small photograph of her husband.
"The very same, madam" was
the decided answer. "He is her
lover, maybe r. the woman went
on, inquiringly, thinking the worst,
like many Of her class. of what she
cOnld not clearly understand.
Gerald Whitney's wife did not
reply. Briefly thanking her infor-
mant, she went away, her eyes full
of hot and most bitter tear, her
heart lying heavy and cold as lead
in her bosom.
But Notwithstanding her cruel
jealousy, Isabel was much too gen
tie, much too forbearing and wise
to reproach her husband whom she
deemed unfaithful. With COM
mendable patience and fortitude
she resolved to watch and wait.
"This must be some dreadful
mistake," she wonld say to herself,
even when her hidden anguish and
despair weighed most heavily upon
her spirit. my Gerald can never
be untrue to me. And yet--ah,
me he is changed, most marvel
ously changed"
Evening after evening he was
away from her now--sometiInes the
weary long night through, coming
home in the early gray morning,
his face pale, his handsome blue
eyes troubled.
But IN all other things he was
just the same, adoring and devoted
Gerald, who had promised to
''cIeave to her always, forsaking all
Others"
She was much too proud to
question him, or to complain; and
50 the miserable weeks went by,
until one sorrowful day, when she
learned he was visiting daily and
nightly the mysterious, golden
haired woman, whom he had re-
moved to an elegant home that he
had furnished with every luxury
that riches can purchase. Incl
dentally she had heard of the
flowers he carried there, of the
basket of fruit, ana hampets of
rarest wines.
81 can bear it no longer" moaned
Isabel in her Jealous agony. 81
shall 20 away from my home and
from him. No doubt he will be
happier with his new love than he
has ever been with ME. Oh /! Ger
ald-cruel Gerald 70
She gathered together the few
articles she meant to take with her
in her flight, scrlbbled little
pathetic note of sorrowful explana-
ton, and laid it upon his pillow
beside his picture, that she had
kissed most passionately, and then
she stole out into TIE night.
A storm was rising and the wind
whistled and sobbcd among the trees
as she went down the steps, trembl-
ing with excitement and affrighted
at the desolation through which she
deemed her homeless feet must
wander forever more.
Blinded with tears, she ran di-
rectly into the outstretched arms Of
her husband, who was rapidly ap-
preaching her, startled, wonder
ing look in his handsome face.
"My dear wife, where are you
going! What has happend, my
darling 2" he asked, holding her
closely to him.
'Let me go" she gasped, strug-
CLING against his heart. "Gcra.d,
let me go. Your new love will
comfort you when your wife is no
longer here.''
"Wy ,aeao love % he repeated,
very gravely. 81 have no love but
yon, my dearest"
Then what is she to you-the
woman for whose sake YOU have
neglected me tor weeks ?'demand~
ed Isabel, excitedly. Il want the