Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1883-07-08

that L was true TO my huscand In
word, and deed, and thoughtT
There was no capacity Of vulgar crime
In the soul which found expressions ia
her eyer, and / believed her. She went
on with her story calmly still.
1.-THE uncle Of whom have spoken
was rich. had bsen taught so we'll,
by him and others, that creature in
MY friendless condition should be only
too thankful for any help at all, that
the idea that some part of his riches
might have been used for the softening
of my hard lot at the convent never
crossed my mind. was gratefutfo foe
the care which had found me even 80
mean an asylum from actual hunger
and nakedness which would, | was
taught to believe, have been nay portion
but for my uncle. Well, Mr.. Gordon,
/ Iearbed by his death-bed confession,
when the cowardice which he, and the
priest who attended him, called repent
aDce, forced him TO confess the wrong
lac had done me, that my parents had
been rich, and that their wealth was
mine, and that he had robbed me of 1t.
That, so far, Mr.. Gordon, has been my
experience Of men; my only kinsman,
me Of my childhood; my husband
robbed me Of my youth; ana now,
when a woman's life should be Just be-
ginning, mine is ended"
ave are such fools, we women" she
went OH, with self.scorn very terrible
to see, THAT to the end of the chapter,
let Us be deceived as We may, We must
love and hope for love. l know your
GRAND here. / can guess pretty fairly
the means you will use to fulfill it.
You will pay me the double compli-
ment of saying that your friend Is un-
worthy OF me. You cannot know that
better than /. 1t is emblematic of my
whole life that / should fix my love
upon creature whom l despise. 1t Is
more embiematic still that the shadow
ofbappiness l seek in him should be de-
MED me. / have told you / despise
him do; but love him, too. Ga,
MIR. Gordon, think what that means,
and have some pity for me-"
The emotion with which she made
this appeal-an emotion which touched
me detply-had faded from face and
voice before she spoke again, though
the pause was but short one.
al have already learned TO know sol.
row and disappointment so well, and
have learned, too, to appreciate at their
true value those illusions which happier
people have but to believe TO convert
into realities, that no sorrow or disap-
pOibtment that life may have In store
Tor ME can hurt me much. There can
be no question bet Yeen such one as
and any creature who has yet to learn
what lie means. This girl--Walter's
fance-you know her, too"
IL have known her all her life. am
her gurdian."
"She loves him."
Dearly"
land he?"
Ihesitated in my reply. Madame
Maliues smiled bitterly.
you are delicate, Mr.. Gordon, with
ont cause. He does not love me. He
would marry me, perhaps, but not from
love. You may speak freely"
al think" | answered. THAT he loves
her as we'd as such nature can love
anything. 1t is All unfortunate bust
utss, Madame Malines. hardly know
which To pity most, you or her."
"fnu are unfav0rable to the match:"
ayes; have done all that was posi-
DE to prevent it,"
Don't look at things too gloOmily,
Mr.. Gordon, said my companion. "a
good woman may do wonders "a good
woman may reform Walter. He will
follow any leader. Let her lead hun in
the right direction"
Five minutes before had been vainly
seeking for some word of comfort for
the woman who now spoke, comforting
me.
"Of one thing, at least, you may be
sure; you need fear nothing from me-"
she arose and struck q gong upon
the chimney piece, and then hurredly
traced q few words upon sheet 0fpa.
per.
"Tell Adele to pack everything, and
forward to that address" There was
hot atre NOR in the hand which extended
the paper. Order my carriage at once.
| shall be :cldy in ten minutes"
She left the room without another
Told. Presently l heard the roll OF
wheels and tramp of hoofS again, and
the red carriage lamp glared through
the mist outside. ] wliked to tho door.
Madame Malines, her face thickly
yelled, gave me one swift pressure OF
the hand; the carriage lurched and rat
tied away, and as the wheels left the
stones and struck upon the soundIess
leaves beyond, a hand fell upon my
shoulder, l turned and saw Walter be-
side me.
"Who was that" he asked, with
nod in the direction of the lessenlng
sound.
MADAME Malines."