Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1881-05-21

| IL thought she l0Ved me- Ihousho
there was only love and devotion in the
love light of her dark blue eyes, the
varying color on her cheek. We were
married, travelled two years on the con-
tinent, and then returned to this house,
and opened its doors to society. Our
child was nearly year old when we
came home, and what love could spare
from Myra gave to baby Anna. We
we're very popular, being hospitable and
generous, gathering around us refined
people and both exerting ourselves to
the utmost for the pleasure of our guests.
But while we were travelling, all in oil
to each other, there was sleeping in my
heart demon who was stirred to life
when we returned. Strong as my love
found my jealousy. l was an idiot--a
mad, jealous idiot--for l stung a proud,
sensitive woman to contempt of my
opinion, defiant Of my unworthy suspi-
cions. Now see that Myra was but
filing her proper place in society as q
hostess or guest; but then, blinded by
my jealousy, grudged any man pleas
ant smile or a CHEEKY word. ] can not tell
you now of every scene that turned her
love for me to fear and dislike. She be-
came pale and miserable, often sullen
and defiant Finally she left me.
"Leftyoup
II came home one afternoon, after
conducting an intricate criminal case,
and found a note on the table telling me
that Myra could no longer endure the
life of quarrelling and reproach, She
had taken her child and would never
return to me-"
"Did she not 90 to her relatives7"
"She had but few. Her father died
while we were abroad, and, having been
considered rich man, was found to
have less than his funeral expenses.
She had an aunt and some cousins, to
all of whom went, but who denied all
knowledge of her. After searching with
the eagerness of penitence deep and
sincere, and love most profound, / final
ly advertised, and even employed pri-
vate police investigation. 1t was all in
vain; | never found wife or child"
"Yet You think they liveP'
81 can not tell. ! remained here for
five years and then, as you know, went
to see my only sister dying of consump-
tion."
"And to become my second father"
"But, Uncle George, can nothing be
done nowP
eve have been in London three years
and every month there has been an adj
vertisement only Myra would under.
stand in the leading papers. l have
never had one line of answer. No, my
boy. tbs hopeless now. If in the fu
ture you ever know of my wife and
child trust them to your care and gen.
erosity"
"When we were in Paris" he said, 81
had bracelet made of Myra's hair and
mine woven together she has the COM
panion one. This tiny coil of gold in
the clasp was cut from the baby's head,
but three months old. 1t must have
been some lingering love that made
Myra still keep the bracelet like this,
which she wore constantly. What ID
the matter, Hilton You are as white as
death" "Nothing. Is your wife's pic
ture in the locket ~
eyes; you see how beautiful she
was"
81 see more than that" said Hilton
"and dare not tell you what ! hope
| Will you give me one little hour, to SET
if
"It what"
"Only one hour-I will be back then.
"Stop" Mr.. Hilton cried, shaking
with excitement.
! But his nephew was gone. Hoping
fearing, not knowing what to hope o.
fear, Mr.. Hilton watched the clock IN
til the hour should be over. He walked
up and down, tried to read he LIVED
over again that past, whose remorseles
memory had been so wildly recalled
| With Myra's picture before him, hi
thought over again of that wild, fierce
love that had been hishappiness and hi
blight. @s ea
"Why was ! not calm, reasonable, a
became my years and imposition ;" 1t
asked himself bitterly. "Why did
give boys love to woman who hat
| lived in society and respected all it's re
quirements l lived an idle life--Myr'
the one around US. Where is Hilton