The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1881-05-26
TRI-W EEK.LY EDITION.

cate, fretfut, pampered child of wealth
and now, when he camo 30 Suddenly upo,
Maud Tudor-no, Mrs. Laurence Glyn-se
handsome, 80 brilliant and blooming"
Well, such mistakes will 20 on beinf
made, so long as human hearts are ambi
tious.
Alr. Carlyon looked indulgently down il
his wife's sallOw, peeyish face. his hear
throbbing just beat faster thau was usual
! "rhat2 Mrs. Glyn, l believe heart
some one say"
"Ohl" in relieved tone of voice; &C
thought, maybe, from your mystemousnes.
and the way you looked, she might be al
ola flame of yours. Why, Malcolm, she
does know you'll"
For General Howard, with the fair queer
OF beauty and fashion on his arm, and com
ing towards them, Mrs. Glyn smiling gra.
| ciously.
sit surely is Dir. Carlyon," she said, as
she gave him her hand. ''We were old
friends. think" she added. coIdly court
eous; and Malcolm Carlyon's heart gave
dull, smothered throb, as hc thought how
completely she had forgotten the little cpl
sodc III her life.
ut Is like a woman, to put such mem
ory forever out of her life," he thought,
bitterly, as she passed on, as if further un-
conscious Of his existence.
u think shall 20 home" Mrs. Carlyon
SAID, impcriously. '"There is nothing here
to aRuse me, and I fancied Herbert was
not as well as usual when nurse took him
to put him to sleep. Get my wraps, Nal
colin, and take me home"
He was willing enough to 60, and the
thought Of his new baby-boy, not yet three
months old, made him forget Maud Glyn
and the past.
While she, walking away on General
towards arm, said to herself sharply
''He has forgotten It'll But I have never
forgotten, and never can forget?'
And when score of years, with all their
lights and shades, their pleasures and pains.
had been marked OF her life, she had not
forgotten.
Mamma, l have come to tell you some
thing. Will you listcn2"
Mrs. Laurence Glyn looked up from the
letter she was writing, with the fond, ten
der smile she always gave her beautiful
daIghter-a shy, sweet girl Of seventeen.
80 like what the mother had been at the
same age.
"You want new Dress or some other
ne, esslty, from the non. possession of which
you are suffering 80 terriDly2"
Her soft. white hand, iewelcd and
strengthful, smoothed the girls lair hair.
and she smiled down at the flushed hushed
face.
''Not new dress, Lily, or a trinket, or
another new pet pony2 Child, what is it?
Not"-and quick, strange look came into
her eyes-''you do not mean Horbcr. Car
lyon2"
'0That Is what / mean. Oh he SAYS he
loves me, and"
"And you teld him what, Lily9"
IL said it must be just as you said.
mamma Lily replied
"And you-care for hlm2 You are such
a child-the mcrest babyl What do Won
know of the love that sways hearts. and
makes or wrecks human life?"
Lily looked up in her mothers stormy
passionful eyes.
she said, simply.
"Yct you will tell him no., Lilyl When
he demands your answer, tell him your
mother says mol Lilly. you have always
been dutiful daughter, and in this / ex-
pect your usual obedience. For years
have been waiting, and now my turn has
come! Tell Malcolm Carlyons son say
no! no! no."
The girls lip dmvered, and her face
paled.
"But, mamma, it will break my heart,
for love him, and he loves me Just as
we'll"
Mrs. Glyn laughed coldly.
"That Is all nonsense about your heart
breaking. I tell you know that hearts do
not break SO easllyl And as to love-you
are two babies to talk of such a thing. All
the same, I command that you tell him
what my decision is."
"'Bnt, oh, mamma"
Mrs. G yn passionatcly interrupted the
piteOus remonstrance.
81 tell you I have only lived for this
hour! There IS no but about it, Lilly-it
is nothing but mo- to Malcolm Carlyons
son."
And Lily Glyn crept away, to cry out
her sorrow to herself.
Twenty-four fours later, servant took
to blrs. Glyn card from gentleman
waiting in the parlor, and she went down,
with cold, passlonless face, and deliber-
ate repose OF manner, to look upon NAL
colin Carlyon's face for the first time since
her widowhood ten years before.
Tie was 80 like he used to bc-of course
showing that he was twenty years Older
but, she thought, even handsomer, than In
his younger days.
Nevertheless, her we'll disciplined heart
did not quicken or lessen its steady beats.
and she bowed courtcously, not even won
derlng If us thoughts had gone flying back
to the last time they stood alone in Maud
Tudor's home.
"Perhaps 1T is ncedful for ME to apollo