Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1881-03-10

whom they were written, Dut inc tVou
;ntention sanctilics means used to further
u \ WELL wIsiiER.
The wife Of two years read TINS,
and opened the packet. There she !
found love letters written to some wo-
man addressed to Olivia, and dated ono
wear before her own marriage !rS
that told Of % passion warmer THAN 10
was pure, for she who had awakened IL
was evidently % wife--letters such ~
George Chesterfield had never written
10 the woman who now read them
Following them came this. dated Oh the
very day before h.elr wedding:
DEAR G.lvIA, DEAREST OLIVIA
shall write no more to you. snall nov,
or say word Of love to you again, LOT
am about to place myself in position
which makes il my duty to appear 10
forget YOU. am to be married to-mor-
row. have done this to tear myseii
more completely from you, You nave
often told mo that ] should. Yon are
r;pht, A man in love can not trust nm
self. For my sake--and may ! say ior
your sake also, Olivia 81 have taken
THIS step. 49,, ~. ,u.
Of course do not love this girl; BUT
she is a pure, good woman ana respect
her. They cali her beautiful, but oh'y
your face can be beautiful to my eyes
II rises before my eyes as say ad'e''.
II will haunt me always, but here part
from it. Farewell--farewell as though
were dying.
perhaps in heaven we may meetagain,
orl thcrc we shall be all in all to each
other. Yours forever,
GEORGE CHESTERFIELD
Helen Chesterfield read this through,
knew it to be genuine, aud cried ont IN
her great agony: ooh, why did mot die
upon that happy wedding nightf why
did live for this!
4. Then for two long hours she knelt be-
side her pillow, struggling with herself,
struggling until at last her own heart
u" rave her the answer we have already
written down;
-, eyes, you cat bear it, for though ne
does not love you you still love him."
Theu the poor wife tore into rag
ments those passionate love letters, al''
that final one which seemed her deatl
warrant-the whole cruel packet Una
ny had brought her so much woe--ah'
:. burned them to ashes is her hearth, ah'
=, ,,oyed that while she lived her husband
should never know that she had real
them.
u "For he has not deceived me-" sh
:. so;d to herself "IIe has been true
ut mo, honorable to me. That he Ia
to been sorely wounded should not max
me hate him, and he shall never know
So' can help it, how suffer. He is Away
kind--oh, God, pity me always k'n'
"' that must suffice me"
And she met him, with her oape
-, her arms. as calmly as she parted ir'
u
him.
He never saw the great change in he
,ro He never knew that from that hour II
lost its beauty for her; that even q
W | brightness oflove for her babe hadfalle
because she knew that itstather had n
loved her.
People called the Chesterhelds a hap
81, connie. Women cnvicd her, for he see
!" ed model husband She locked
skeleton carefully up, and gave no o
peep at It,
Years flew by. Two other babies to
,oud the place of the first baby. Geol
rand Chesterfield grew rich. She had hell
ndcr him to become so by frngality a
, now it was u pleasure to give her
'''''' means of doing good among the pc
dawn Uelon Chesterficlds carriage was oftc
found waiting at the door ofsome wret
and al tenement house than of her iashlo
BILE friends. One day u woman IN
most wretched haunt into which
y! carried her pure presence spoke to
of another lying i'll in the next room.
"She's been a lady, maam," she 81
sbut she's come down dreadful. | til
you'd do her good"
And Helen Chesterfield followed
o. that into room, where, upon bed, lay
wreck of the lovelest woman on W
ut has Helcn's eye had ever restcd-a do
with black eyes, and whose golden
'"'' swept over her pillow down to the
or the as she lay--a creature with white III
and snowy throat, but with :"
of my stamped upon her features as thou'
had been written there.
'0n"' She looked at Helen angrily. y
tracts :" she asked, in harsh, I'll
|, voice. "Take them away, theh'
too late for them with me-
George But Helen was not one OF tilose
ut, as satisfy starving wretchedncss with