Ellsworth American., 1882-06-22
Chicago Tribune
The Seal Skin Sacque.
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Il puthec do not 20"
Reginald MuI,Ahcy turned a, these words,
spoken ID tone, tha, vcrr tcndrrly thrilling.
fctI Hpou hs, good right ear, aud advanced
slowly up the plank sidewalk that led from
the portcull> 10 the front steps Of the ter
raced castle Of Ejhelberi McMurray, Eighth
DuAr Of Blue Island Avenue
Il thought you would speak to me. Lady
Constance he SAID. to a tall shaprly maid
cu uf nineteen summers, Who stood on the
,eranda Of the castle Il thought YOU
could not send me away forever without one
word of hoPe-one little, Tiny Democratic
so,c-in-l Iowa hope. | know full we'll that in
thr dreary, dismal, New York Post editorial
future, which rises Up before me ike a
black winged spectre Of the night. there can
b. uausht in my life but de,olate day..
Whose hour, shall pas, with leadcn feet, and
black, bitter nights, when | shall toss around
fcckleesl! N poker game, thinking only
OF the love that has gone from me forever.
We may never meet again, Constance-
probably never shall, unless begin gong
70 the matinees-but | should ike to feel
that. although yuu can never love me again.
never let mt buy candy for YOU, there j.
siill IN your heart kindly feeling tinge
OF pity, for one To whom your sweet face
has for many, many years-way back be-
fore the Nhuestockngs won the champion
ship-been beacon-ll.ht to guide him safe
~ er the wlndswtpt sea Of the North Side
life. Am hoping for too much p And
the beautiful brown ewes that had witched
50 many hearts from behind the ribbon
counter looked into those of Constance Me
MURRAY with a wiSttul, pleading, don'I-untie-
tne-dog-if- ) ou- -love-me look that ould have
melted heart of Chicago beefsteak
For an instant the girl did not reply. A
look Of PAIN. as If some sad memory had
been recalled by Reginald's words. or a cor
set steel got loose, passed over her face, and
then, reguIning her composurt by a mighty
effort, She placed tiny gloyed hand on the
Young mans shoulder and spoke IN low
measured tones that showed. far more than
could any words, the terrible intensity Of
the agony that this separation was causing
her.
For two years, Reginald she said, 81
have loved you with deep, passionate, all
absorbing love that would make YOUR head
swim if you only knew about it. | have
looked forward with pride and ioy, in nv
girlish innocence and enthusiasm, to the day
when YOU should lead me to the nuptial al
tar and crown the sweet spring time Of my
life with the golden glory of love that
should last forever. | had whispered to
myself that | should make you faithful
alway shave -breakiast-ln-tlme wife. There
has come TO me often vision of a happy
home, where | should pass my DAYS in hap
piness and stocking mending. But the
vision has gone, the beautiful blue sky with
its fringe Of rose-tinted clouds has passed
away, and in its place see an angry frma-
ment, across which drift the leaden clouds
of despair. And so it is better that we
should part now, before supper, and let the
dead past be its own undertaken"
Reginald saw that all hope was gone,
that be was certain to be left on third base
"Good-by, Constance" he murmured 81
must go now, because | want to stop on my
way over town and buy my sister sealskin
sacque.n
The girl turned quickly, and looked at
him earnestly. "Do you mean what YOU
say ?" she asked in hoarse, anxious tones.
II do" was the reply.
''And would you buy your wife a seaskin
sacque ?"
Certainly" said Reginald, "two of them
if she liked"
A happy smile spread over the girls face.
Twining her arms around Reginald's neck,
she placed her tiny head on his shoulder,
and then the little rosebud mouth puckered
up with sweet, beatific pueker, as she said
in tender tones:
''You may call again this evening.
Heaven intended US for each other."