The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-10-14

~ tus CLOSE Oh lic service tile gentlemen
whom Mr.. Tartuffc had taken to be the
patcrfamilias came up and introduced HIM
sell US neighbor and Old friend of the
Forsyths.
81 do not know whether you have ever
heard Forsyth speak of Emory Taylor"
Indeed l have, and in the highest
terms" responded hlr. Tartuffe, cordially
shaking the proffered hand. 81 am exceed
ingy happy to make your acquaintance.
III must make you acquainted with nv
family" Mr. Taylor said, as his wife and
children joined him. and then followed an
introduction to the different members.
"Where is Cousin Lizzle?" asked Dir.
Taylor, looking around.
"Shc was in haste to get home, for fear
her aunt might need her; there she goes
now," pointing up the street, where a
stately figure was fast disappearing from
view.
''Our roads lie in the same direction:may
have the pleasure of accompanying your
said Mr.. Tartuffc to Katie.
eff you will make yourself very agree
able, and not expect to be entertained ia re
turn" she said, flashing saucy glance at
him.
A fortnight ago Mr.. Tartuffe would have
considered the whole thing an unmitigatcd
bore, but the last few days had wrought a
wonderful change in him. He excrted him
self to be entertaining, and succeeded ad
mirably. When they reached the gate,
Katie said:
"And now for your reward. Do you like
croquel3"
81 have always detcstcd it hitherto" he
said coolly, 'but with you for partner, |
90 not doubt l shall soon become a COM
pete votary of it."
''Fcry pretty, but you cannot impose
upon me with your gallant speeches. How
ever, am to have small croquet party
Tomorrow afternoon, and wish you to make
one of the number. Cousin Lizzie Simpson
shall be your opponent, and, assure you,
you will find her "a foeman worthy oi your
STEEL She IS the lady who..sut opposite to
us in church,
eyes, l saw her with you in boat the
9th er afternoon, he SAID, quietly.
The croquct party was a success, and
MIR. Tartuflc proved no dcspicabe player
after all.
"That was very close game; Cousin
Lizzie, you must look or you will lose your
laurcls. Another stroke would have fin
ishcd you," exclaimed Bob
81 should count it no dishonor to be
beaten by such foe," she answered,
smiling.
Here tea was announced, and the guests
turned their footsteps toward the house.
MIR. Tartuffc found himself walking along
with Katie and her cousin Lizzie.
"Nliss Simpson, do you excel Ia every
thing you undertake2" he began.
"Why, no, certainly not" she said,
opening her eyes in surprise.
Here Katie glided away from them to
the rest of the party.
Hush Katie!" she said, softly, LAYING
her fingers on her lip. ''IIe thinks Cousin
Lizzie is unmarried; don't you enlightcn
him for your lives"
"But do you think it quite right 2" re-
monstratcd katie's sis:er, Grcta.
''Of course 1t is, SO long as her husband
IS dead"
One bright afternoon, some months later,
Lizzie Simpson stood by the window in her
room looking out with q troubled face. sIt
has gone on too long already. I must
tell him the truth and take the consequences
just then carriage rolled up to the front
of the house, and Mr.. 1artuflc alghtctl.
Hastily tying veil over her face, Mrs.
Simpson went down to meet him. It was
with very loDcr-likc air that he assisted
her into the carriage, and his manner
caused her to shrink with a prcmonition
OF what was coming. A little smile crcpt
into the corners Of his mouth, and at
length, laying his hand upon hers, he said,
quietly. cit is of no use, 1 am not to be
diverted from my purpose, Lizzie; I love
you with love which l believed nothing
could create in my heart again. want you.
Will you Gomez"
Shc tremblcd like leaf, and for mo-
ment stiOvc to speak in vain; then she said:
"Mr. Tartuffe, have confession to make
which may alter your feelings towards me.
have been widow for fifteen years."
lie looked at her kindly for moment;
she resumed hurricdy:
81 thought you knew, of course, at first,
and then 1t grew rather hard for me to tell
you; and kept hoping you would find out
your mistake. Indeed, l had not the
slightest intention of dcceiving you."
lie smiled and drew her closely to him
"Is that ALE"
mo; 1t Is only The smallest part of NV
confession, Simon," she cried vehmcntly:
is 1t possible that ) OH have never recognized
mc2"
''Sophic !" he exclaimed. "Erncst
Simpsons wife!" His face was pale. but
ne only frightened his clasp, while he looked
into her eyes as If he would read her very
Eoul
She continued, with chokcd voice:
"For ten years believed you false and
trcacherous, 1t was not until he lay on his
dying bed that he confessed the truth to
me, and L knew how cruelty you had been
wrongcd."
II absolvcd you from all blame years
ago. As soon as heard of Erncst's mar
rage the truth flashed across mo at once
that he loved you himself, and had been
the sole cause of our cstrangemcnt. c,ltsed
myself for blind fool whom realized that