Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1881-08-18

softly to herself. she left the room,
crossed the vida corridor, and tap
ped at door.
Come in, cried a sweet voice. and
Mrs. Warburton turned the knob and
entered Lily Moreton's room.
How lovely you are |" she cried,
rapturously, jealous pang at her
heart. meanwhile, as her eyes fell on
the slender figure in white lace and
pearls. But oh, Lily my love!" she
added, with a gust of apparent SINGER
ity, why do you wear pearls? See
I have brought you some Of my favor
,te flowers I raised them myself. I
cannot wear them with this costume;
red and yellow would be too gorge
Gus for me, and | do think this dash
of scarlet with your lovely white lace
would be to pretty for anything. Will
you wear them, ma chere 2
The young girl looked pleased
She was sweet, tender hearted little
thing, incapable Of deceit, and, there
fore, unsuspecting.
you are very kind, Mrs. Warbur.
ton" she replied: indeed | will wear
them"
So the willy widow fastened the red
blossoms in Lily's golden hair and at
her throat and waist as conspicuously
as possible; then, her work accom-
plished, she fitted away.
When Lily descended to the grand
salon below she was Joined at once by
Harry Penryth. VINO offered her his
arm for a promenade. A pair of
flashing black eyes followed the two
as they moved slowly through the
rooms, and pair of rosy lips curled
with strange slile as she saw Har-
ry Penryth gaze dxedly at his com
panion, and turn pale to the very lips.
The subtle instinct which 80 strange
lp affected the young man was slowly
but surely entering his heart.
After time Mrs. Warburton OBJ
served Mr.. Penrvth making his way
through the crowd to her side. He
looked pale and troubled
Come out and walk, Mrs. Warbur.
ton, will you not?" he said offering
her his arm. With triumphant look
in her eyes she arose, and they stroll
ed ont into the moonlight,
Where is Miss Moreton p queried
the widow archly.
II do not know" he replied. trl-
Ae coldly. Let us sit here" he
added, pointing to rustic seat.
1t was lovely night, his compan
ion was beautiful and fascinating
Heaven only knows what foolish ness
Harry might have been guilty Of, but
lust then voice fell on his ears from
the shrubbery near.
"Ah, Dupont !" cried man s voice
and a whlff of cigar smoke hoated by;
"why didn't you tell me- the Delorme
was here p
"Delorme ?" returned his compan
lon, II don't know of whom you are
speaking"
The first speaker laughed lightly.
"You remember the woman that
Tilted Brookes don't you? Poor Ger.
aid he was noble fellow Well
she alterward married old Warbur.
ton, the millionaire, and worried him
into lAs grave within year. She's .
fascinating widow, and the youne
men (who do not know herr flock
round her like moths in a candle
hear perryth is the last victim
Indeed y laughed the other; and
the two passed on.
Harry Penryth turned on his com.
panion q face Of marble whiteness
"What does this mean !" he gasped
"Answer me are you Ethel Delorme?
She laughed recklessly.
rs i. fair to place ME forever I'm
der a ban?" she asked, lust becaus,
3 man whom never could love wa
foolish enough to care for me? Mr.
Penryth, | was not to blame, listen !
Hush !" he said sternly. Don't
attempt any palliation, Shall l take
you back to the house Mrs. Warbur
ton ?"
And Ethel Warburton knew tha
it WAS all over, that the game wa
played, tho die thrown and lost!
Alone on the moonlit veranda Lily