Daily Republican., 1880-04-17
TIE BELLE OF WOLF RUN.

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stuck full Of candles. This does dut
. as the grand chandelier, and il quit
effective. ...
Seated near the stage, before whic
hangs q green curtain, are two pei
sons-a man and young girl, whor
0 even the unpracticed eye might take q
rustic lovers. He is tall, fnely-form
I'd young fellow, with noble hea'
and keen, sparkling blue eyes. sh
is the beauty Of Wolf Run, faultless II
figure and feature, and with some
thing in her expression denoiing tina
she Ia not quite satisfied with her posi-
) tion, even as the belle OF the village, o.
her surroundings.
i Margaret Lee had never in her life
seen a play, therefore she was prepared
to realize all the emotions of novelty
terror, wonder, delight, with which {
novice looks on the strut and action o
those who cater to the profoundest emo
tions. OF course she forgot where sh,
was of course she was dazzled and ter
ribly stirred at the love scenes, which
were, as usual, exaggerated.
The hero of the drama was hand
some, worthless rascal who learned, be
fore the evening was through, to play
at our unsophistieated little Margaret
reading her admiration in her eyes, and
enjoying the smiles, the tears, and al
most the spoken interest of the beauty
Wolf Run.
"Pretty good, wasn't it ?" said Char
lie Vano9, as he held her feecy red
shawl to wrap around her at the close
of the performance.
Margaret had no words, she only
gasped
sob, Charlie =" ar they gained the
door, and caught at his arm for there
stood the hero Of tie stage, still in his
bespangled velvet fnery; and evident
ly stationed at that particular place in
order to catch a glance at her lovely
face.
"Confoupd his impudence ~ Charlie
Vance uttered between his teeth.
Margaret shivered a little as they
left the barn. Everybody was laugL-
ing anil talking. The soft, clear, round
moon shed its light upon scene of
sylvan beauty; but the two spoke but
few words until they reached Margaret's
home-a square, white house set back
in garden.
"a little of that goes great ways"
said the young farmer, who had evil
dsntly bsen thinking the matter over.
"rhey stay hers week or more. |
don't care to 60 again, do your"
"Oh. | do believe could 60 every
night" said Margaret, fervently.
They're hard set, Maggie" said
her lover, a little malice in his voice.
How 90 you know! Are you sure
OF thst?" She asked, eagerly and re.
provingly+
"0h they're generally thought to be.
Well, good night, Maggie" and he hal
MOI gons ten steps before il had occur
red to him tina. they hsd parted with
out kiss.
81 don't care" he said, sullenly,
half aloud; "snd that fellow stays at
her uncls's tavern, too. Why should
1t nsttle me SO, anywayW
Now Margaret and her codsin Annie
we're almost as inseparable as II they
were sisters.
1t was with a quick beating heart
that the former took her way to the
tavern next day, meeting Annie as
usual at the private entrance for the
family.
ooh, Mag !" cried Annie, her eyes
parking, you've made a splendid
"What do you mean" asked Mar-
yaret her fair face flushing, her pulses
, eating tumultuously.
"Why, you know-last night. Oh,
sn't he glorious!-exquisites And
,nly think hs asked papa who that very
oyely girl was in pink ribbons on the
econd ssst--and that was you! Papa
aughed aud told him his niece, and
melody else said something very
handsome about you at the table, and
hen papa up and said you were en-
,aged to Charlie Vance, which sounded
10 ridiculous. And give you my word
# honor that the gentleman turned
,ale."
"Nonsensel'' said Margaret, but the
latteriug words had accomplished their
york, and 1t was not hard to persuade
Ter to stay to dinner, where, Of course,
Ter lovely blushing face did not little
,xecution.
"Well, Maggie, what is 1t to be"
Lsked Charlie Vance, sternly. This |
vas only week afterwards. All the
Ioftness had gone out OF his face as he
poke. His eyes had lost their gracious
parking beauty. 1t might be that
.is cheeks were !ritle thin, and GER
sinly his dark face was haggard.
Goa, Charlie!"--she stood on the
ther side ofthe spacious hearth, droop
ng and timid, her lace very white, and
he large eyes started in expression,
ike those OF a frightened fawn.
"You are changed, Maggie. | don't
Jay 1t all alone. God help us both, it's
,alksd about all. over the place. Last
hight, Wnen l n6aru SOmethlh8 ~ Dell-
,way's, l felt like going home and blow
pg my brains ont"
"Oh, Charlie" /
The voice was more plaintive, and
he little figure dropped yet lower.
"And it all comes of that internal
villain. II all comes on your going back
md forth to the hotel, and with your
Jousin Annie, to see him."
Margaret lifted her head with pit
ful gesture.
"He is going away to-day" she cried,
| great pain in her voice.
g And you will see him before he
,oes'" ,,|
"Oh. no, no, Charlie. Oh, don't
ook so cruel. can't see him now, you