The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1881-08-10


the book has fallen into her lap.
''olarice,, dear" she said, ''do you eve
crave wealth."
sat times, Celeste
nave you ever craved 1t Tor the sake @
The position in society which it would Civ
you?"
ssNever."
'How st~ngel Did you ever reA'
Monte CristoP"
ST do not recoIlect, said Clarice.
ooh, you should read itT' exclaimed Mis-
4 Van Duyne. ut is lovely! Haidee, tn
slave of Monte Oristo, is a delightful charac
ter. Hers is a love of the beautiful, for sh
loves the adventurer with love which i
scarcely ever to be found in civilized places
She is so handsome, too. But Monte Cristt
soon forgets her, because she is not educated
sufficiently to appear in society, and he
suspect, is sometimes little ashamed O.
her"
sis that an argument for educationP'
eyes, for do think great deal of educa
ted people. They generally know enough
to be amiable."
''Then you must admire James Dalton?'
said Clarice, unconcernedly.
''Nho could help admiring him2' replied
Miss Van Duyne, bashfuIly. Can youi
That reminds me that Mr.. Dalton win be
here to-day"
Clarice gave her q side glance.
''She has not much ambition" muttered
ID Clarice, ''and she will read those highly
seasoned novels and eat confectionery. !
detest bothr'
A ring at the .door-bell interrupted their
conversation.
''Mr. Dalton is here" she said; 81 pre-
sume you would like to talk with him few
minutes"
''If you please" said Miss Van Duyne,
modestly.
q1ba baa,,tif1I ,,or,rc, ,,,o,,,o,, ,ro,,t + 81,
door to welcome her friend.
welcome, my benefactorp she exclaimed
joylully, and, wheeling the armchair up to
the fire, she waited for Mr. Dalton to be
seated.
James Dalton took the proffered chair.
4 81 will sit at your feet, F" continued Miss
Van Duyne, as she cast herself on an otto
man beside him, and with hands clasped,
looked up into his face. ''Why do you re-
main away so long?"
Business keeps me-" lie said, taking one
long, hungering glance at her beautiful fea-
lures nothing but business keeps me-
from this house, for l do not vet feel that
you are secure from your enemies"
''Ts there danger2" she asked, anxiously.
ayes. so long as you remain within
hundred miles of Brooklyn"
''You have no new fears2"
None"
.'Then I am safer murmured Miss Van
Duyne. ''Mr. Dalton, she said, with an
arch look, E'do you not notice that i have
followed your orders2"
"'Orders' is q harsh word, Miss Van
Duyne."
'iPlease do not be SO formal--Miss Van
Duyne! / am unworthy of being addressed
as you would address a lady"
'Hush!" exclaimed James Dalton; "do
not speak so. You are lady, despite the
environment of your life. How do you get
along with Clarice?" r.. :.
Miss Suydam is an ANGEL / love herl
But she is very determined, and she has
such spells of silence. Why, often dare
not speak to herP -
s.Poor Clarice!" muttered the artist.
'.But never get vexed, for know why
she is so sad-she has lost her lover"
''Ah! has she told your"
mo; guess it from her manner and the
looks she casts upon the portrait over the
mantel. Then l have often noticed tears in
her eyes"
"Do you not think that silly, Celeste2"
James Dalton's heart throbbed quicker ais
he uttered the name.
"Sillyl" exclaimed Miss Van Duyne-
SILLY! Oh, Mr.. Dalton, is it silly for a
woman to remember her lover when he is
dead?'
II did not say thought so; but know
women, as q rule, are uncharitable in such |
matters"
Perhaps you are right" said Miss Van
Duyne; but 1 am sure have heart that
sympathizes with the woes of others, and |
especially with one who has lost the idol of
her life, for woman's love is all-absOrbing."
''Do You speak from experienced" asked !
James Dalton; then he said, quickly: "Ex- |
cuse my impertinence, Celeste.
'You are so gentle with me, murmured |
Miss Van Duyne-''and I am so unworthy" |
The beautiful head dropped and fell upon |
Mr.. Dalton's knee.
was turned. Miss Van Duyne lifted her |
head suddenly, and, when Clarice Suydam |
entered the room, she was standing by |
window, intensely interested, seemingly, !
with something in the dreary street. Clar-
ice remained in the room but short times |
SO soon as she had gone, the beautiful wo-
man left the window and seated herself upon |
the settee.
James Dalton still reolined in the easy
chair before the fire.
''Are you happy here, Celeste?" he asked,
presently.
Happier than ever before, she said, toy
ing confusedly with the tassels of the settee
cushion.
''You do not wish to return to your old
home?"
She dropped the silken tassels and gaves
him reprOaehful look.
81 know you still have some affection for
your unworthy brother" continued the ar
tist (which might, perhaps, give you a mis-
taken notion of duty"
Poor GeorgeW .-........ /
''You pity, and yet fear him. -s
'FYes-I fear him, because he is a revenge
full man, " said Miss Van Duyne, and the
tears started to her eyes.
what if he should find you?"
THAT must not bel 1t would result in
my deathT --s EgstEf y-vgEs -r-...-
The innocent smile had vanished, and, as
she spoke, her face paled to the Wilderness of
ffAa@- ~ u
''But," said James Dalton, tenderly, ''it is
an awkward situation you are in. Look at
it squarely. You must either assist me to
arrest George Kicker, or live in danger of
being discovered and subjected to indignity.
George Kicker could so damage your repus
tation that you would be forced to go ws&h
him or starve."
is there no other way2" moaned the Pals
lima
';rosluvely none; and even after you have
testified against him, you are in danger"
Suddenly Miss Van Duyne left the settee,
and lznelt at James Dalton's feet.
"Oh, sir, she cried, "tell me what to dol
You saved my life; tell me how to use it
tell me what to do"
"Do you place your life in my handsS"
asked the artist, looking down into the beau
iful, imploring face, with cleaning eyes.
81 dol dol"
Miss Van Duyne, as she spoke, rose to
ler feet with crimson cheeks.
'Can you-do you love him In whose
keeping you commit your life2" cried James
Dalton, and, clasping his arm around her
waist, he showered hot kisses upon her tear
stained face.
81 CAM do love you'll" she murmured,
aging her head upon his shoulder. II
nave loved you from the hour when frstw
net"
Closer and closer the infatuated man
lrew the trembling form, till the cherry lips
ried out with pain.
s.Mine-minel' he exclaimed. Ny own
,eautiful Celestel Never had man q fairer
ride. In all this broad land where is one
o lovely2"
'tYou viii not believe anything my enc
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