Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1882-02-25

| taken her at her WORD, and one weeI
from the night she gave him back his
ring. he sailed for India, and she hat
never seen him since.
She did not think he would stay
away, but, in the meanwhile, no one
should ever know she cared at all: SC
she laughed and talked more blithely
than ever, and grew prettier every day
until every one said she never haG
cared for him; and away off in ho
Calcutta, Jack Rainsford heard it, anC
his heart grew hard and bitter.
A year went by and he did not come
back; then she promised to marry
Philip Dinsmore. After that she was
gayer than ever, until, when the wed
ding-day was fixed, and the villagers
talking of the grand match, she broke
it off with him. Nobody ever knew
why, except Philip Dinsmore. If he
had been less grand and noble than he
was she might have married him; but
looking into those pure eyes of his, she
could not take lie on her lips. Sc
she told him with bitter tears how the
face of her absent lover came between
her and any one else.
Brave Philip Dinsmorel AS he list
ened, whittier and whittier grew his face
but when she had finished, he stopped
and kissed the sweet red lips for the
last time. In all the world he knew
he would never love another woman
as he loved Beth Harcourt, and it wa:
grander love than she had before.
81 am going to Indiana on bushes:
next month, Beth" he wrote to her af
terward, "and if / can, will find JACK
Rainsford."
So he sailed away-and the ship wa:
lost. and Philip Dinsmore never reach
ed Jack Rainsferd.
After that Elizabeth Harcourt wa.
never the same; and as the years rolled
on, she was left alone with her faith
full servants in the old stone house
Somebody said that Mr.. RainsfOrd mar
ried the daughter of rich merchant
but he never came back. Something
had gone from her life with each year
and now, at forty, the very last thing
had come. and the old home was tC
go.
| No wonder, on that winter morning
Elizabeth Harcourt was in despair She
had had so much to bear! From the
night that Jack Rainsford left her in
anger she had never really been happy
again. That hot temper her mother
had warned her against-ah! it had
been cooled since then.
No one Who saw her bending quietly
over the sick bed in the poorest cottage
would guess that beneath the calm
face there had ever been anything but
peace.
Now she lay with wide open eyes
thinking of the past. and in her ears
were ringing old Nurse Blackitt's
words of her: "She will take an awful
site of sOberin.."
Just then there came knock at the
door, and Elspeth's voice saying
"Miss Elizabeth, there is a strange
gentleman down stairs who wished tC
see you for few minutes. He looks
as if he was from London"
The lawyer from London! Miss
Harcourt's heart gave quick throb as
she arose and mechanically glanced al
the little narrow glass between the
windows. There was a red spot burn
ing on each cheek. and the brown hair
had lost its smooth, satin appearance
but she did not notice that to-day, but
passed quickly down to tho cool, dark
room below.
The stranger rose and bowed as she
entered, tall man with gray hair and
swarthy skin.
"Your letter came this morning,
honan Mics El;1ohafh al