The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1883-06-02

Judge not, that ye be not Judged"
replied the pretty little matron. eyes,
that is she," she added, noting how the
man 8 eyes suddenly dillated, as u tall,
slender figure, draped in close-clingng
white swept out of the open door on to
the piazza. '"There's no woman like
her here. OF course she is conscious of
her power, and uses it. But look III her
eyes, Max, and tell me, if you dare,
that Nora Fielding had no heart. Nj
man has ever touched it, that is ALL
1.-The idea Of Il wOman's eyes betok-
ening soul, was the cynical rejoinder.
But there was no time for more. for
he and Mrs. Redfern had approached
close to where the girl stood, and ere
either of them was aware Of her inten-
ton, they had been formally presented.
lie would carry on no slow warfare,
determined Max; and in that moment
he began the campaign.
"Beware, Nora!' whispered Mrs.
Redfern, that evening, III the little,
shell-tinted ear. Gle is Fred Ronald y
dearest friend, and be sure he knows all
regarding that little episode there is to
know"
But the only answer the girl vOuch-
sated this friendly piece Of advice was IL
shrug of the white shoulders, cleaning
through the black lace of her gown.
~ fortnight passed, and the hotel Cos
sips again found food in Miss Fieldng's
latest conquest, for, by this time, so
Max Eliot was deemed.
He understood now the infatuation
Which had possessed his friend, not by
experimentation he told himself that
each day he learned toscOrn this woman
more-but listening to the low, musical
infections of her voice, and looking into
her eyes, which sometimes softened to
Il marvellous softless, he acknowledged
her acting perfect
Only to him who knew it to be acting
was there involved no daliger. But was
he, intrenched III his own fortress, maxi
ing the girl feel? Was he gaining the
power to make her suffer? Once his, he
would employ it ruthlessly, but first he
must know that he possessed it. Some
times he turned i'll Il moment from
warmth into c0ldneSs. She made no
comment on his change of mood. Some
times he feigned indifference to her
Observation-Disclosures still, when the
other moths, kept in allegiance by his
superior stronghold, tluttered round the
candle; but, save by IA little, tired look,
he saw from his covert and distant OBJ
servation in her eyes, she welcomed his
return to her, all unquestioning his alb
ssnce. lie found himself growing irri-
tated, almost angry.
"Will you drive with me this after
noon?' she asked me, one morning.
eyes," he answered.
And at 5 o'clock, the perfect little
trap stood waiting it's mistress occu-
pancy-the horses paving impatiently,
while the groom held their heads, and
II elonging near, waiting Miss Fielding's
advent.
Fifteen, twenty minutes passed, and
she did not come. The half-h0ur had
struck before, with a hasty apology for
her delay, she took her seat, and gather
ing up the reins in her little gloved
hand, gave the ponies an impatienttouch
OF the whip, which made the groOm's
scramble for his place behind almost a
Waterloo.
Max, quickly observing her, noted
that her face was unusually pale, and
although there was no redness about
her eyes, he could have fancied there
had been recent tears there. However,
she talked merrily and brightly, as was
her wont, and soon the sea air brought
back the color to her cheek, and chased
the latent look of sadness from her eyes,
"What a lovely sky" she exclaimed,
as Il sudden turn in the road brought
them i'll full view Of sky and ocean, and
at that moment the sunset gun doomed
from the fort.
The horses made sharp swerye. The
road was very marrow, with large boul-
ders OH either side. Almost before any,
one could realize how or when it was
done, the wheel of the phaeton had
struck ole Of these, and the girl, totally
unprepared to. resist the shock, was
thrown heavily to the ground. Almost
as rapidly, Max was beside her.
For tho instant he thought her dead
Hor head had struck small stone, and
a tiny stream of blood was trickling from
her temple, making her pallor NJ
ghastly. The thought that she NJ +
be dead came to him with Il Sicke.
| awfulnesS. Death and this brig.
beautiful being seemed 50 wide asunGer;
and yet III Il moment, perhaps, they had
been united; but almost with the dread
ful fear came it's relief.
Sho opened the lovely eyes, and the
white lips quivered, while she made a
feeble motion to rise. He drew bran
dy-tiask from his pocket, and made her
drink; then, when she had grown Il
little stronger, he lifted her into tho
carriage, and supporting her with one
arm, drove slowly home.
AS they approached the hotel, she
called strength and will into action, and
gaining the first entrance, escaped with
| but little assistance into the house. BY
mutual consent they made no mention
of the accident.
For II day or two she was confined to
her room; but when she reappeared,
save that she was a trifle paler, she had
never before looked more lovely.
81 thank you so much, Mr.. Elliot, for
your kind care of me-" she said, as
they stood together on the moonlit pi-
ANA.
"Do not mention it," he answered,
coldly.
These past three days had been filled
to him with a strange experience. His
revenge had grown distasteful to him,
he told himself. 1t could not mend
Fred's broken heart, and his own could
only harbOr scOrn.
| The next week he saw but little of
Miss Fielding. lie avoided her wher-
ever he could do so, although he noted
that She was growing wan and pale.
"What are you doing, Max Elliot %
asked Mrs. Redfern, one morning, as