The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1882-08-02
FAME VERSUS LOVE.
at cannot beln

moved slowly toward the waters edge.
For a moment her companion, a
man of perhaps twenty-five, hesita.
ted; then he joined her, repeating:
at cannot be, Helen? Surely you
are not in earnest. You love me,
have you not said in and yet you re-
fuse to become my wife!"
edwin, L"
"You did not mean it." quickly in
terrupted Edwin Bennett, adding:
Come darling, why should we be
unhappy" And he drew her hand
within his arm.
For an instant she let it rest there,
then slowly but firmly she loosened
his clasp, as she said:
"For two years you and l have
been friends. In that time did you
ever know me to change after / had
once decided upon anything2"
"No, but" answered her compan-
ion quickly, while she, unheeding,
goes ou with:
"You know the one great desire Of
my life is to win fame as an artist.
Could I do this as your wife2"
why not, Helen2 Would l not
do anything in the world to help
you?" came the proud answer, as Ed
win Bennett bent his eyes fondly
upon the fair face beside him.
"No, Edwin; as wife could new.
er hope to obtain fame. Marriage
brings to women SO many cares that
there is very little time left over for
other work. l should not make you
happy. should be constantly long.
ing for my old, free life."
"If that is all, l am not afraid to
risk my happiness, Helen, answered
her lover, more hopeful look light.
ing up his handsome face.
Think how for FIVE years, contin'
ned Helen, 81 have worked with the
one end in view. My home, you are
aware, has not been particularly
agreeable. Uncle and aunt are kind
IN their way, and have always let me
have my own will about painting
providing it did not cost them any,
thing. AS for love or sympathy, you
have seen how much they have
yielded 10 me-"
"seen and felt for you, Helen, God
knows. And now that l will make
your life, if love can do it, one happy
dream you will not; and yet you dc
not deny your love for me-"
For a second Helen's oyos roo.os
iongingly upon the face of the mar
who loved her so dearly; then int
her dpsky depths crept all intense
passionate longing, as they SVEN,
The horizon and nuteu the glorious
splendor of the setting sun, while
she exclaimed:
ooh, Edwin! If | could onlv renro
duce that sunset just as it is! If
only couldp
With an impatient sigh he turned
away.
always her art, never me; per
haps she is right after all. 1t woulc
always stand between u.s."
She, nothing noticing went or
with
"lf it would only stay long enough
for me to catch those colors, but no
it is fading now"
Turning, Helen found that he,
companion had left her side, ant
stood few yards away.
edwin" she called.
In an instant he was beside her
everything forgotten except that she
was the woman he loved.
81 want to tell you how good Mr.
Hovey is. Itseems he was acquaint,
cd with poor papa years ago, when
was a baby, and therefore feels quite
interested in me. You have heard
how he praises my work, and last
night he proposed"
proposed" exclaimed Edwin Ben.
nett, holly. "Why you don't mean
to say that old man had the audacity
to ask you to marry him?"
GLOW ridiculous! How could you
think of such a thing2" answered
Helen, a ripple of laughter escaping
from between her pretty teeth, as
she continued:
mo; he proposed, if were willing,
to send me to italy for two years, he