The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1880-08-18

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fftieth time.
The next days early mail brought
Dudleigh letter from Macdonald. II,
had not wasted his time meanwhile
but had assured himself that Miss
Rhodes had a small fortune Of her own
not enough to serve as q golden bait
! but still enough to furnish her a sup
| port. He could therefore afford to i'm.
plore her to listen to his love. He did
! so; he urged her to trust him; not to
give heed TO those around her; finally,
to fly with him.
1t was his last card. He cared fol
Dudleigh in his wicked, reckless way.
| He wanted her, at however great sac
rifiae to herself. He had become in-
volved in business difficulties in Wash
ington, and he must get away from
them. He had failed in one kind ol
villainy; he wished to succeed in this
other as some slight compensation.
But he wrote well. He appealed to
Dudleigh's pity. "Ifyou fail me, am
lost" he wrote. They have told you
am a devil. l am no angel. but |
yet." Poor Dudleigh read this with
floods OF tears. Save himP Oh, might
sheP
He did not ask her TO reply to his let
ter. But if she would go with him, he
would meet her at certain place at a
certain hour, and they would start of
together for his destination in the West
next day. He gave her only short
time only to deliberate, to hesitate.
Late in the afternoon of the following
day she took her seat in q street car on
her way to. the station She had lost
sight of everything save the wretched
man who had infatuated her. She for
got her duty of affection and confidence
to Mrs. Van Pedigree. She only dimly
realized that she was going off like a
thief in the night.
At a street corner Mr.. Chez Fo Lee
entered the car Unexpectedly, and took
seat opposite Dudleigh. She could
only hope he was not going far; but
after all what did it matter0 Publicity
was inevitable soon. The little news
boys were crying their papers. Dud-
leigh bought one; Mr.. Chez Fo Lee did
the same. lie read an item on the first
page before she did. Having read it he
watched her anxiously.
1t was one of those strange personals
which find their way into priot. 1t told
briefly the domestic tragedy in the life
of Macdonald. His wife was not di-
vorced from him; she was not dead.
She was insane. Names and particulars
were given in full.
Presently Dudleigh read this too
Her face blanched but she uttered no
cry; she only looked up with wild, ap-
pealing eyes, which met Chez Foo Lees.
lie yielded t au impulse, and took the
seat beside her. 60 Is it true?" she
asked, her fin ger on the lines.
fear it is," he said, sternly. "I
have heard it before
do not begin to understand why she
trusted him from the moment her de-
spairing eyes met his. But something
told her that here was her truest friend
on earth. " was going to him." she
said, simply. " will still go; that is,
| would rather say goodbye"
"MayI go with you and take care
of you, and bring you safe home
againP"
To which Dudleigh assented.
1t was an odd fate which declared
that Chez Fo Lee should be present at
that parting. He turned his back upon
the pair, to be sure; nor did he know
that the interview, was over until Dud-
leigh came up to him and gently took
of shrill, discordant whistles announced
the outgoing train, on which Macdonald
was borne away.
Going home, how thankful Dudleigh
was for her companions Oriental apathy
and Observation-Disclosures He sat be-
side her like stone, only he did not
forget to be most thoughtfully and thor
oughly considerate and kind. 1t oc-
Cured strangely to Dudleigh that all
that afternoon he had read her wishes
and thoughts by magic. Nor was she
wrong. What greater magic exists
than that of a strong, persistent love 4?
You will think better of Dudleigh
when tell yoI that she told her tale to
Mrs. Van Pedigree that very night.
Words fairly failed Mrs. Van Pedigree.
1t had been q horrible close escape.
Perhaps you think that the adven-
lures of such a naughty girl should not
end pleasantly after all this. Ga the
other hand, perhaps you will question
the pleasantness of the ending. Mr.. Chez
Fo Lee won the day in the sequel. His
courtship was slow; girl like Dud-
leigh does not love and unlove and love
again all at once. But his final con-
quest was complete and entire.
/ was in an artists studio recently,
looking over n portfolio of crayon
studies. One was n beautiful face | had
seen before, but older, graver, sweeter
than remembered it. l held it up in
quiringly.
THAT" said my artist, A" is the Amer
can wife of a noted Chinese diplomat.
He has permanent mission in this coun-
try now"
Then l recognized my beautiful Dud-
leigh's tranquil eyes, broad. low brow,
stately throat. Patience, forbearance,
fOrtitude, had won the day. AS l muir
INJURED Chee Fo Lees IL tme, half aloud,
half to myself, my artist friend nodded
n half absent-minded assent.-HGTper's s
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