The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-12-10

known. He had watched her closely,
and knew that underneath her elm
ways n warm, passionate heart was
beating.
One night he saw by her eyes she had
been weeping. and rs he stood by her
side he laid his hand on her shining
hair.
1t was manly face, strong and true.
MAY, you have been weeping; it
grieves me to see it," Eyes and voice
were full of tenderness, but she would
not see it, II am going out, May; can
! do anything for your"
The voice had still that understandable
tenderness that deep feeling always
gives.
Yes; if you pass where they are sold,
bring me some ginger-snaps."
He sprang to his feet, and muttered
imprecation burst from his lips.
Pulling his hat down over his eyes as
he passed into the street, he strobe
tiercely on.
He met a few boon companions, but
his gloomy brow gave no encouragement
for them to tarry.
What's to pay now?" said Ned Ster-
ling to his friend LennoX. "Treyanion
looks as fierce as a Bengal tiger
Got in debt, | reckon. Come, Ned,
let's 90 to play"
Poor Tom knew to his cost what was
to pay. The insipid little Partisan was
nowhere.
She had been cast into the shade by
this fascinating May Vaughn, and
Toms thoughts were something after
this nature;
II love this brilliant May, and she
loves me. She may school lip and eye,
but can read both. She is unhappy;
there was anguish in her eye when She
spoke of those abomiuable ginger-snaps.
/ saw it brOoding dumbly through all
her acting. That girl is wretChed; she
does not love my uncle; she cannot, and
yet there is but one short month he
tween this and her Wedding-day. Oh,
woman, woman. mans blessing and his
cursel | shall leave here tomorrow; it
is all that | can do
He returned from his mad walk silent
and moody.
His uncle sat reading the paper, and
May, without aveSJige of color in cheek
and lip, sat with her dainty little feet
on the fender, and the last magazine
in her hand She did not look round as
Tom closed the door, though she knew
his footstep.
"Fluted trimming is still worn,
guardy. | think | shall have my new
dress trimmed so. All. Tom, are you
back? Where are the ginger-snaps?"
Tom hastily left the room with never
one word of answer.
Tom is getting to be an insufferable
puppy, with his moody brow and tragic
airs
"Aninsufferable puppy" echoed May,
but her lip trembled,
Mr.. Trevanion laid down his paper
and went over to where May was sitting
with her eyes fixed on the fire.
He laid his hand on the bowed head,
but she sprang to her feet, the small
hand by her side now clenched fiercely.
What is the matter, ] say"
My headaches, sir. II you will ex-
cuse me will 60 to my room"
She flew up the broad staircase, and
her white face was perfect revelation,
Tom, pacing up and down the study
floor, saw it as she passed, and shivered.
Reaching her room, she flung herself
face downward on the floor. She Meth
er tainted nor wept, she did not even
moan; if she had Enclosed the tirm-set
lips for an instant she would have
screamed, Her dumb anguish was a
thousand times worse than tealS.
She had promised TO be Mr.. Ire
vaniOn's wife through gratitude, be-
cause she was lonely and desolate, az he
had said, and knew not till too late that
life would bring any other love.
That she had learned to love this
handsome Tom Treyanion was a fixed
fact. How or when the love or ut into
her heart she could not have told; but
she knew TO her sorrow that it was
there. she had tried to put it away
from her, to forget the tender face; but
she found her own heart rebel, and all
she could do was to keep the sad secret
from Tom and his uncle She avoided
the study, now, so they met only at
meals.
She went down one night in the twi-
light to the almost unused library. The
street lamps were lighting, and she
stood with her face pressed against the
window-pane. watching the larnphght.
er as he went his rounds,
1t Was a wan face, and Tom coming
up softly behind her, looked upon it,
and longed to gather it to his breast
"Oh, if it was any one but brave old
Uncle Hal that loved her, ! would-but
this is dishonor."
The closed eyes saw nothing but a
heart-picture she was looking at 50
Tom could gaze his fiji at the sad face,
The tired eyes suddenly Enclosed, and
she looked up to see the tender face
bending over her with an expression
she could not misunderstood.
There was perfect silence for many
minutes, Tom stood with folded arms
and tight shut lips. What could he say
that would not be dishonor?
May then made movement as though
she were going to leave the room.
May, am going away tomorrow, |
leave on Monday for Paris.
She trembled so that he put his arm
round her, and then, as though unable
to resist it, he drew the beautiful head
to his breast. She just let it stay for
she knew ii was the last time; that
dreary last time.
my darling mine in this sad hour,
If never, never again. ] love you. May,
most deeply, and | am leaving you be-
cause Of that love, | ought not to have
told you this, but you know it. and it
seems some consolation to put it into
words, 1t would be dishonor in me to
try to win you from kind Uncle Hal,
and dishonor in you to be so won, for
hA az ngi an. -