The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1881-02-15
Perfectly Heartless.

SIl0Ctly H0dftlGSS.
Yee, rather, but perfectly
Eheartlcss |" said B1rs. Holmes to DR.. Slau-
ley, o young and talented physician, with
whom she was conversing at a large and
bbtilllant entertainment.
''Heartless with that sensitive mouth.
and those eyes SO full of expression /" said
the physician, musingly.
2s Il don't admire her style Of beauty at
all. She looks like wax doll, and her
(heartlessness Is proverbial. Since her
$uncle left her 80 wealthy she has had suit
tOrs by the score, and 1irts with every one.
Why, look at her now /"
Dr. Stanley's eyes followed In the dircc-
Stion In which tho lady waved her fan, and
rested on the central figure of group round
3lhe piano. 1t was a lady, young and fair,
with tall, exceedingly graceful figure,
5puro Greek features, and largo blue eyes
Z Her hair was short, but the soft, full curls,
made q lovely frame for fair face. Her
dress was cf dark lace; and twisted
among the golden curls were deep crimson
flowers, with dark green leaves, and on the
snowy threat and arms gliltcred blood red
Srubies. She was conversing gaily with
knot Of gentlemen. aud Dr.. Stanley saun-
tered over TO the group.
4 "Aliss AIa,ston," said one gentleman,
4"what has become Of Harold Graham, the
artist ?"
81 The tiny hand swept over the ivory keys
iof the piano In the measure Of brilliant
Swaltz; and another OF the group, suppos-
sing Miss DIarston did not hear the question
fEaid, Out at tho elbows and can't ap-
pear"
is "IIo was wrctchcdly poor" said
5thirC.
Il "Perhaps he has committed suicide. 1t
8is Il 1co weeks since he Disappeared" said
another.
b 20, l hore noti' said bliss Marston;
1--WE want his tenor In our next musical
solrec. II would he too provoking for him
to commit sulcide!"
GIL "Alrs. Holmes was right" thought the
doctor; ''she Is perfectly hcartless. Poor
Haro)d!"
s8 lie turned from the piano, but stopped
as full, rich voice broke out into song.
Eva Marston was singing Shuberl's Last
fGrertng; and into the mourDful words she
poured such wuiling energy and deep
Spatll"s, that group alter group, IN the large
rooms, ceased their gay conversation to lis
ten to the music.
ing ?" mutteled the doctor, again drawing
near tho piano.
!y# ''Evn, said young lady, as the last
notes Of the song died away "Eva, play
q polka, wont you7'
M A contcmptuous smile uuivcrcd for q
moment on Eva Marston's lip; then nod
ding good nnlurcdly, she dashed off into a
lively polka, which melted the group
around the piano into merry dancers, and
DIR. Stanley with the rest.
# The next morning Miss Alarston sat in
her room, writing n letter. Let us peep
over her shoulder, ut one sentence: -
3& 3g call hollow, all hearllcss, SIaraml You
blame NC for flirting; you are not here 10
see how they follow mo merely for my
money; net one true heart among them all.
There was onc-Harold--"
sSI.l knock at the door interrupted her.
,88 "Come in !" and necdlcwoman entered
with basket of work.
''Good morning." said Eva, pleasantly,
D Show is Terrence this moiningf"
,5I$8 "Oh, miss, it's beautiful hc is today
sure, marin. Pm sorry yo'vo hud to wait
80 long for the needlcwork."
.Sa Never mind that. How could you
work with the poor fellow so ill2'
So ''Sure, miss, it's many ono expects their
W, rk, sick or well; and Isn't Jerry sitting
up the day playing with the toys ye stint
him, and Pat. that kept home from school,
- minding him."
''How much, Mary" said Eva, taking
q out her purse.
'Oh, miss, you don't owe Mary Gennis
20 farden. Ttere's the dochter yc left tho
money TO- day--and the word w sint- and
the money yc gave mo last week, sure,
mlss, It's in your debt am for the rest of
your life."
8st"What gavo Terrence has nothing to
do with my BILL" said Eva, rapidly count
+ ing out tho money.
Miss Eva," said the poor Irish noodle
Swoman-and then stopped.
Well, MarY9"
Sure. miss, you do so much good with
your money, Pm ashamed 10 tell you---"
ssat'Cell me what ?"
swell, MSS, It's about young gentle
man that rinted my room. Yemind where
Il the widder died last autumn. lie came a
4 week Lack, miss, and he niver came down
stairs for three days; 80 ,hls morning /
\ went up, and he was sick with fever, out
Sof his head entirely, miss. Ii you would
come now"
5SS :.Ss3.5 Walt, Mary; III go with you."
"Hes dreadtully poor, think, miss ;
for It's precious little furnlturc-nothinp
but q led, and table, aud chair and no
trunk at all, not a bit of carpet bag"
5@5 Throwing off her rich silk wrapper,
Eva put Oh dark grey dress and clock,
gand added close silk boDuet and thick
Svsil.
Como, Mary" and tte two left the
4 house together.
I'm low. close room, on q pallet bed,
lay Mary Gcnnis' lodgcr. The face, against
the coarse ticking pillow was such as one
& fancies for that OF bis favorlto poet. The
Z h9elr was dark, waving over'a broad, white