Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1883-03-22
A HI R0INE FOR him.
By HENRY FIRTH.

1t was a lovers quarrel, no doubt
about that; sky threatenlng--a regular
storm brewing -one could see it at a
glance.
She stood, all flushed and excited, in
the curta:ned bay window, her fair face
clouded-her blue eyes flashing, her
breath coming quick and fast.
He stood at her side, stern and pale,
his hands clenched excitedly, his dark
eyes full of mingled sorrow and passion.
"Lottie Frank Whites voice was
low and intense with feeling.
at is all your fault, remember" he
went on, with an effort at calmness.
81 have only requested you, kindly
and geDtly-and, rs your betrothed
husband | surely have some right, to
desist from these foolish hirtatious.
"Why, Lottie, you were flirting last
night with that Mr.. Stewart, whom
public opinion pronounces AL
can't tell you, only that he is not
proper company for you, my darling"
Franks voice Lost its angry tone, and
grew very gentle and tendtr.
"You know that this would not
trouble me so if you were not dearer
to me than my own life. Say you are
not angry with me, sweetheart"
Frank White bent his handsome head
and his dark eyes gazed into Lottie's
blue ones.
But the little lady was in a contrary
mood that morning.
Sac felt like anything but meek sub
mission TO the will Of her lover, even
though she knew that all he had said
was true, and prompted by his love and
care for her.
Lottie Blake was an orphan, an
heiress, too--just released from the r e.
strictiOns of boarding school life.
She had lost both her parents ia her
infancy, and had passed the eighteen
years Of her life in the care of hireliugs,
and later at fashionable school
And, pure rs a flower, she had grown
up among weeds.
She had been betrothed to Frank
White for nearly a year, and was now
under his mothers care, passing few
weeks at watering place
People pronounced Lotsie heartless,
tlirt, but she was merely thougbtless,
careless, plunging headlopg into the
all her heart.
Surrounded by scores of admires, no
wonder her mead nearly turned with
adulation and flattery.
Frank Whites words had touched
her pride.
Did he then imagine that because
she was careless and happy, she was
shallow and silly, and needed guild
ing hand?
She mentally resolved to cut Mr..
Stewsrts acquaintance that very day;
but then Frank should not have the
satisfaction of thinking that his words
had instigated the step.
Well, let him think as he pleased.
All the girls defiant spirit was in
arms when Frank, at last fearing that he
had wounded her sensitive nature, at
tempted To set matters right
He was struck dumb with amaze
ment as she turned upon him face
that was white and angry, her blue
eyes fa rly scintilatiug.
you've said enough, Frank Whiter
she cried passionately.
81 can see now the--the mistake
have made.
owe were never intended for each
other; we are not suited.
You want wife that will obey you
like 81 puppet-a woman with no will
or mind of her own-a perfect Grlselda.
And | can never submit 70 tyranny
in any form.
The man | leye must trust me, and
since you have ceased to do that we
are better apart.
II give you back your freedom"
"LOttie, stop
He was white as statue.
do you mean what you say?
You do not love me then, L)ttie 3"
The girl was thoroughly aroused now
and regardless of consequences.
"No she cried madly.
O. do not love you any more
She dashed aside the heavy curtains
that draped the bay window, and was
gone.
And just then man arose from the
Longing chair beside the window,
where he had ostensibly been reading.
and sauntered slowly away.
1t was Mr.. Stewart, and there was
curious smile on his sensual lips and an
evil light IN his gray eyes.
Listeners hear no good of them
selves he muttered.
"Well may be not; hnt at any rate /
know what card to play next.
"Plqued and angry at White, the
beauty will turn to me.
"Pll play the heart-broken lover,
step in before her anger against my
handsome rival has time to cool, strike