The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1883-02-03

AutNQQp1 uuu utuEltn VI AgHk ,E'eoe. z Seaea4
seasoned with many homely adAge ,0
counsel and advice, none would have
|. recognized the brilliant and sparkling
coq1eile, whose sarcastic speeches had
sometimes a point too keen for her admirefz
wholly to relish. @ sNs.
II was notice far for her 70 venture alone
! 90, wrapping 3 tnr.lined cloak tightly
around her, the ample hood protecting her
I head, she stepped out into the still winter
night.
The keen air brought the roses TO her
cheeks and the brightness 70 her eyeE, and
never had she looked more beautiful than
when she stood in the doorway oil her
friends tiny drawinGroom.. ia.
Her usual gentle tap had remained un-
answered; and daEzled by the sudden bluzs
Of light, she did not nj inst discover that
Mrs. Allen was absent. The easy chair ny
the Gre was vacant, but leaning against Tue
mantelpiece, apparently In deep thought,
was u gentleman. His back was turned TO-
ward the door until the sound Of some one
entering caused him 10 look around.
For moment they gaZed at each other
speechlesS and spellbound; then summon.
Ing all her presence Of mind, Rose greeted
him with diEnihed bow, u vivid blush o.
crimson dyeing her cheek the while. 1t
was mot by an answering look OF pain on
tho part Of tho stranger, who held out his
hand exclaimipE
as this all the greeting you can bestow
on me, Rose? You need not be afraid. l
have forgiven the suffering your hckleness
has caused me, although The scars will re-
main forever. It Is the penalty be must
pay who loves but once aRd that too WE'LL"
81 do not understand You,n mlrmured
Rose, scarcely needing what she said. ut
Is who have to forgive; l whose love you
won and then threw aside, when II was no
longer living presence near you. Not .
woTd!' she gasped. "Not linel although
l hungered for II night and day."
"Rose come 10 me, my darling! l see
| Il all now, and the blame Is mine. The
letters from home told me Of u lover always
al your side, Of titled auitor whose name
was linked with yours, and without giving
you chance OF vlndiCating yourself, in
my pride gave you up TO the rival whom,
ms / beloved, you preferred to me. / lost
ali tTace Of you and In my blindness hoped
never 10 see you mOre! Rose, dearest
forgive me; the fate that has brought US
together tonight was surely meant TO unite
usw
lie had folded her in his arms during
this imprisoned appeal-her whole being
seemed TO vibrate to his eloquenCe; and
when, shortly aiterward, Nrs. Allen enter.
cd her small .drawing.room, she found 1t
tenanted by a pair Of bettothed lovers;
Chester Hall was brilliantly lighted, the
pretty hostess and her sister were standing
In the principal reception room awaiting
the arrival OF tue guests; but the fair face
OF the former was cloudy aud gloomy.
With all her clever EchenliDg she toresaw
that tho evening WIS destined TO be COM
plete failure. True, the expected trayeleIS
had arrived, but her plans for her brothers
welfare had been set at naught. He had
left word with the kltler, on rising from
the dinner table, that he had gone 10 visit
friend, and should let himself in quietly
and retire to his room. Ills sister had ab.
stained from mentioning the expected as
semblage, knowing her brothers rOcluse
turn Of mind, and Mr.. Chester could
render no further information Of his
whereabouts, reducing his wife to the verge |
OF tears. .....
The sound OF carriage wheels, however,
compelled her 10 wTCaihe her face In smiles.
The room was filling fast, when amid the
ripple OF laughter and conversation came a
slight burst OF admiration.
"Who Is that lovely girl, Berthy, who
has lust entered? Wbatan exquisite toilet"
exclaimed the widow, waving her hand To-
ward the last conner.
Mrs. Chester glanced In the direction Of
the door, aud her conntenance assumed
look OF the greatest CONSERVATION.
AtUku tl,,k ID A IaafRFt am Ia4 |
lighted 10 sec her; but, obi Clara, whose
note Of invitation could 1 have burned? 1t
Is quito impossible TO tell, but some one
viii he hopelessly offended. How could |
have been 90 stupid as to burn any motel!
she said, ready TO cry with vexatiSn;
Her brothers friend, Captain ColIton-
Jack Colston, as he was familiarly called,
a handsome man in the Uniform Of q naval
officer, was standing near the door as Ag,
ness entered unperceiyed by him.
She turned pale, and for moment her
heart stood still. Could the dead come 10
life again?-was 1t spirit standing beside
herr She must speak, II only to assure her
self that she was not dreaming,
"Jack" she said, softly.
Returned with start.
"AgnesW
Their eyes met and their hands were
clasped in perfect rapture OF bliss and con-
tentment. In the midst Of a crowded room,
with a gay company round them, II was
neither place nor opportunity for anything
beyond that one brief exclamation, but
shortly aftGrward, when leaning upon his
arm, she entered q dimly litante.rooql that
not even stray couple hada yet invaded,
lie said, tenderly:
announced In the Tines. He died In his
chambers in London; and en- looking over
his papers few days since | discovered
the last two letters | wrote him, tho In
closures to you still In them and unposted,
and strangely enough l failed to connect
theCircumstances with your sudden silence.
Il was fatality altogether, and was well
nigh ending In the wreck Of two lives.
When you ceased 10 write, ] ceased TO
hope, and resolved henceforth TO live by
my profession. Tomorrow should have
sci sail East, and tremble TO think that
We might never have met again"
"And have grieycd in secret for your
death, till life Itself seemed hard to bear.
Nv very youth had passed away. Am !
altered 7" sue asked, exchanging her tone |
OF sadness for one Of banter.
"Yes, / left pretty girl. l come back
and find beautiful woman"
AT this junc,ure their quietude was
broken by the entry Of several guests, 80
the reunited lovers wendell their way
again toward the lighted rooms.
sand to think that, after all, my unlucky
mistake In burning Rose Dayenants inyl.
ton instead Of Agnes Testers should have
produced such delightful results!n ex.
claimed Mrs. Chester, the day after. -Four
people made happy for life by chance-=a |
mere chance. But, she added seriously, |
"is 1t not something more than just lucky
chance n
eyes, exclaimed her brother, who hap.
pened to hear tho remark as he and Rose
entered the room together II shall never
believe In what the world Is pleased to
call 'chance again. 1t could have been
nothing liza than kind Providence that
prompted you TO make such lucky mis-
take" III.
RasILAGE.
A Question of interest TO Farmers.
The Ensilagc Congress, recently held in
New York entered into u thorough consid.
Grafton Of the question, the best method
NJ 0rnwinp the cropN and filling the BilnR,