Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1883-09-05
A Darkss-r, Fate.
..(,iye mo the hnu,luline.r

The soft. mellow tinkle Of bells came
floating over ae hills and dales to the
Lady Cecil Malca.ny thai june evening
AS she siuod before tho glass in her
boudoir. beautiful articles, Of virtu,
choice bits OF fancy-work, and all the
new corn remedies that werc scattered
around in graceful confusion giving to
the room ali air of refined beauty that
one SO seldom sees outside the precincts
Of Naples or Kokomo.
Eyes, Madnme." replied Nannette
Stiggins, the French femme de cAambre.
handing her mistress the required article.
"And does Madame wish her vinaigrete"
mo" replies Lady Cecil. cold,
cynical smile passing over her features
as she speaks. lord Reginald de
Courcey Short will yet rue the day ON
which he laughed my apple-pie TO
scorn." shc continued, speaking softly
to herself. ..and told me, with cruel
sneer on his lips. that 10 would. ere tho
ru1dy 8law ofv antustzm 4ndod J2t0skho
snowy wilderness OF winter, wed simple
Ruth Redingotc, tue humble ct,tter's
daughter. H.. NAV think that have
forgotten his words. that have checked
away the grim wolf Of despn that has
been gnawing at my heart, but time
shall teach him better; shall bring home
to him with terrible. Crushing force. the
truth that he'll hath no fury like wom-
ans cOrns--iikc n woman sc0sned,
mean"--and with 4 twitl Of her t,per
fingers she chncked the powder-puh
deity into its box and logan . long.
weary search for tae hair brush.
Summer in Chicago Up from the
pebbly beach that's kissed by the lauy,-
ing waters of the great lake come the
scnsuOus zcphvrs Of perfect juno
night. The merry shouts OF the children
rs they start out. skates in .hand, for an
evening of riotons fun, mingle with the
low, sad sough Of the wind rs it sighs
among the deserted ice-waguns, and
over all there Is brood.ng silence that
sometimes awes even the lightest heart
ed of the merry crowd that throngs tho
streets.
Ruth Redinrote and Reginald Short
are walking arm in arm down the princj.
pal thoroughfare. and ss the gaslight
falls with titful flicker upon the pure
young face Of the girl her companion
looks down to her with q smile. She
has come in from her happy country
home in 81. Louis. and sees for the first
time the strange. new sights Of great
city. Reginald thinks. as he gazea fond.
~ upon her, tnst tacre is none SO fair
as this woman, none that could SO se.
curely bind mis- heart in the silkcn fst-
ters Of pure. holy Affection. He feels
that Without the sunshine Of her love
life would be au evil waste .whereon
would lie the whited skeletons Of Hope
end Ambition. And 50, feeling thus, 1t
seems to him that he cannot do too much
for her, cannot make his yielding to her
every wish too plain. And SO. bending
over her, his bright young face aglow
with the kindly light Of deep aztec.
ton, he asks her If there 10 anything she
would like--any delicacy in the bril-.
liantly-lightcd windows that environ
them ou every si,ic.
s.Yes," answers Ruth, pleased LOOK
in her deep, luminous eyes, II you'd
like something" =
.'What is i. darlinge" and . hs
speaks the last word bright crimson
blush suffuses the girls cheeks.
She hesitates an instant and then. In
clear. ringing tones. come forth the
words:
Lemon pie!' 5
A low, fisn.iish laugh breaks upon the
night air. Reginald turns hastily, and
there before him. more beautiful than
ever, stands the Lady Mulcahey.
Lemon pie!" she misses fercely. "And
this is your chosen bride--vou who ara
SO cultured and refined. Nv vengeance
is satisfied" and with another hooking
laugh she fees away into the darkness.
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