River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1880-06-17
NOBLY AVENGED.
BY C. r. b.

young girl standing beside the window
whispering to the canary, that tluttered
its gold-colored wings. and reached its
bin for the hump Of sugar size held
for it.
MAUD what was that young fellows
name who was down at Milton's Hotel
last summer-that handsome young
chap that used to come up here of even
ings and sing?
Maud felt warm flush on her face,
and was conscious of curious little un-
steadiness IN her voice as she met the old
gentleman's eyes.
"Malcoln Carlyon,' She answered,
and it seemed that her voice carressed
the name-as OILY woman's voice can
carcEs the name of the beloved-while
Il brighter, more conscious flush warm
ed her cheeks.
.'Yes-Malcoln Carlyon! thought
recognized he name. He's married |
see"
And, rs if Death had suddenly laid
his cold hand on her, the lovely flush
faded sharply, leaving her as white as
ever sac would be when that icy touch
should come.
Married? Married? 1t can't lie true
II iilNlSl It SDtilC Oliitl Ntli Oti
She reached out for the paper, her
surprise, her dismay, in her eyes but it
was very plainly recorded there" Nal
coin Carlyon, Of Forest Dale, to Emile
Rose LINTON, daughter of James Pitt
Lynton, Esquire, ofthe Laurels, Bristol
and She had heard him speak of Miss
LINTON many time.
Well. it was the first keen sorrow OF
the girls life, and she laid the paper
down, and went up to her room alone,
and cried and sObbed, and writhed with
this cruclly-mUrdered love- that was the
very first love her girls heart had known
that was no less pain to her to en-
durc that Malcolm CarlyOn had not in
50 many words told her he loved her.
For, in hundred ways, he had shown
her that she was dearest to him, and she
had-for all her maidenly modesty mot
entirely hidden her sweet preference
from him. And he had gone away,
leaving such IL beautiful hope in her
heart, and now
He was married
Irp in her room she had her first fight
with her fate and when, an hour or two
later, She came down into the parlor
again, she had silenced, conquered it.
and Laurence Glyn, stepping forward to
meet her, thought he had never seen
her look 50 fair, and sweet, and sub
dued.
II am 50 glad to find you at home
and looking more charming than ever,
Miss Tudor, though your cheek has lost
its roses"
pale? Am L? | think not. Per
l.
never liked myself in any shade of
gray"
He linked her arm Familiarity through
his. They had been friends for years
this rich, handsome man, who was
twice Maud's age, but who for all his
wealth, never touched the girls heart.
"And like you i'll anything, my dear
Maud l have come to you tonight
purposcly to ask you to be my wife
NV darling, am | to have that great I'M
deserved happiness? Can you love me,
little one, with the first, the pure love
Of your girlish heart p
She drew Il quick little breath, then
dropped her lovely eyes.
II cannot see why you want me,
Laurence; but if-yOu do"
And il month afterwards, when they
stood mt the altar, Laurence Glyn knew
nothing. suspected nothing of the ashes
piled on the grave of the buried love in
his wife's heart-the love for Malcolm
Carlyon that had faded into cold, white
ashes.
But can never forget him, Mrs
Laurence Glyn said to her own heart
u can never forget and | will never
forgive him Nv turn will come
4 wear later still. Mrs Malcolm Carl
von. leaning ON her husbands arm, ask
cd who the elegant, distinguished lady
was, in black velvet and satin, and dia
monds. to whom General Howard was
talking.
And on this his first social entcrtain
ment since his return from abroad With
his wife, Malcolm Carlyon looked on
Mrs. Glvn's brilliant. smiling face-the
face he had thought fiirest, sweetest
above all other faces. and that for few
little DAYS he had almost decided 10 ob
vain for his own, Mt which to look Mt. nj
he head Of his table.
But, with pretty Maud Tudor, the
Carlvon table would have been poverty
stricken. comparatively. for years
while Emile Lynton had fortune
waiting for him 10 spend.
who Is she. MalcolnI? How | DO dis
like having to repeat n question, and
YOU do act and look SO mysteriously.'
The small. waspish voice was begin
ming to sicken him already. Months
ago he had told himself what 4 Cruc
wrong he had done himself in yoking
fnr life to this delicate, fretful, pamper-
ed child of wealth: and now, when he
came 50 suddenly upon Maud Tudor
no. Mrs. Laurence Glyn-so handsome
80 brilliant, 80 blooming
Well. such mistakes will 90 on being
made, 80 long rs human hearts are am.
bilious
Mr.. Carlyon looked indulgently dow
in his wife'S sallow, peevIsh face, hi
heart throbbing Just beat faster than
was usual.
That? Mrs. Glyn, | believe l hearG
some one say.
Oh in relieved tone of voice; u
thought. maybe, from yo mysterious
ness and the way you looked, she nigh
be an old flame of yours. Why, Nal
colin. She does know voui"
Fer General Howard. with the fail
queen of beauty and fashion on hi;
arm, was coming towards them, Mrs
Glyn smiling grlciously.
1T surely is Mr.. Carlyon" she said 4.
She gave him her hand. We wcr,
old friends. | think, she added, coldl,
courteously; and Malcolm Carlyons
heart gave dull, smoth ,Ied throb, a
he thought how completely she had for
gotten the little episode i'll her life.
1t is like weman 10 put such ;
memory forever out of her life, h'
thought bitterly, aS she passed on, rs
unconscious of his existence.
Il think shall go home. Mrs. Carl
yon said. imperiously There Is moth
my here 10 amuse me, and fancy Her
bert was not rs well rs usual when nurS'
took him to put him 10 sleep. Get m.
wraps Malcolm, and take me home.
lie was willing enough to go, and tbs
Thought Of his new babv-boy, not We
three months old. made him forge
Maud Glyn and the past
While she, walking away on Genera
Towards arm. said 10 herself sharp
ly-
He has forgotten it? But l hay,
never forgotten, and l never can for
gct.'