The Elk County advocate. [volume] (Ridgway, Pa.) 1868-1883, 1880-10-07
GREED OF GOLD.
" Is tnis you, GipsyP"

"Is tais you, Gipsyp"
The slight girl turned her roseate face,
with glad, involuntary cry.
YES, it is |, Cesare. Did you think
it WAS water-nymphP"
But the gay tongue tripped, and the
roseatc bloom rose up to the ripples of
brown hair which shaded Veta Rane's
pretty forehead.
Cesare D'Arcil saw and understood,
and drew the dripping girl under his
umbrella with the proud imperiousness
of possession. The satisfied and happy
look was far more becoming to his
splendid beauty than the usual sneer and
frown his perfect features wore.
vi Italian parentage, his American
birth had done little toward reconciling
him to poverty in this land of grCa,
probabilities.
He was music-teacher in the little
town OF Oikborough, and Veta Rane.
an orphan girl, had been his sweetheart
from a ch'ld. The most careless OBJ
server could read, rs he an, that Cesare
D'Arcil, this young man of singular
beauty, luxuriant and cynical, the step
son OF the richest man in town, was all
the world to her.
81 thought | should get home before
the shower came" laughed Veta, happ,
on his arm under the sheltering um-
brelia. You see what wretched
guesser | AN J. the raindrops sparkling
on the long eyeiashes.
But already the cloud of disconten,
had gloom d Cesare's dark eyes. Vetn
clattering on, saw in Il moment that his
mind was tar away from her. Her mo
bile face b, came Swallowed, her silvery
tongue si.ent, as they walked rapidly
down the green country road in the pelt-
ing summer rain.
Has Doctor D'Alem bert's funeral
yet taken place, Cesare" che asked, at
. Ter 9Th.
Yes, and the will read"
And youP' she asked, quickly.
am left cut in the cold, OF course"
he ans wered, with short, unmusical
laugh.
She murmured a word of sympathy.
"Oh, am not in the least disappoint-
ed. Gipsy. There was never any love
lost between my steplather and my
self."
"And Doctor D'Alembert's great
wealth is left to-"
His son Ignace, of course Fortu-
nately for the ducats. He won't make
ducks and brakes of them, as | would"
:" He is very fine young man, isn't
heP' ventured Veta, timidly; but Ce-
sare did not hear
There was prOviso that the inher-
ltance OF tie Roses, etc., depended on
lgnace marrying Miss Wayne within a
year; otherwise the property reverted
to me. But thati5 nothing. Oi course,
lgnace will marry Mabyn."
Gipsy's brown eyes dilated, but her
tongue hesitated to express her sur
prise.
"Do you know herP"
Mabyn Wayne? Yes"
" Is she good? Is she prettyp"
full"
The brown eyes, raised with an in
stants penetration, sought the ground
again.
Cesare was too cool and careless to be
in love with Miss Wayne himself,
whomsoever might be. That was not
what called up his bone of discomfort.
But in the hillside farmhouse, whose
comfort and quaintnes3 pleased him, he
found temporary balm for his woes.
The sweetest and most innocent girl in
the world loved him--was his slave. |
The great youth and tender beauty, the |
dependent nature and exquisitely fem
mine traits OF Veta Rane suited him |
perfectly. Unlike him, she was not |
ambitious, had no quarrel with fate, |
since she might love and be loved, and
something OF her happy content banished |
his unrest that evening.
You are necessary to me, Gipsy," he
said, snatching her suddenly to his
breast. am never SO good or happy
as when with YOU"
And with a wcman's devotion, she
responded, in her utter happiness:
And | will never fail you, Cesare. 1 |
never can be anything but what am,
you know"
Yet at that moment the future seemed |
not bright, but vaguely ominous, to |
both.
Cesare Darrell walked back to town
by moonlight. Leaving behind him at |
last the long road of glittering vines and |
dripping lrec-boughs, he reached the |
large. silent house and suit of rooms he |
called home.
1t had been years since the Roses had |
been his home. He had been part of the
unhappiness which his handsome Ital- |
ian mother had caused there.
She hated her husbands son, and, in |
return, Doctor DAlembert hated hers. |
A prudent and just man, he held the !
most decided disapproval of his step
sons hauteur, extravaganza and selfish
ness, and gave him 10 part in his plans
for the future.
His own hoy was gentle. frank, gen
erous, with self-possessed, deferential
manners, which made him ever master
of the situation; and for years before
Theresa died he had determined that
| gnace only should inherit at the Roses.
Sne OWNED this, and actually died ia a
fit of passion. Long before that the
doctor had planned another mistress for
the Roses.
Mabyn Wayne was the daughter of