The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-06-29
WHEN FORTUNE FR0WNED,

and once bereft of fortune, do YOU be-
lieve that Arthur barley would retain
the same sentiments for you as now,
when you are surrounded by all that
wealth can furnish to make life pleas
ant?h
Evelyn Archer shrugged her graceful
shoulders.
dear me, Aunt Emma" she cried
carelessly, II do not pretend to say;
but | believe that Mr.. Darley's regard
for me is based upon something more
substantial than my fortune"
II trust so, Evic," returned Mrs. Har-
wood kindly. Perhaps am preiudic-
cd against him, aud besides, | do so
wish that you could care for Lawrence
Lyell'
Evelyn's fair face grew crimson.
She bent her head to remove knot
from the embroidery-silk with which
she was assiduously embroidering scar
let peoples upon velvet cushion, and
made no reply.
che is so noble and upright" con-
tinued her aunt, "and--n
$50 poorn' sneered Evelyn.
ayes. dear he is poor; but with his
talents, in his profession, there is room
for him to rise, and | believe he will.
There is no doubt of his ultimate sue
cess, Evelyn, if Lawrence Lyell asks
you to be his wife, are You going to re-
fuse himP"
81 have done so already, Aunt En-
ma, returned the girl coldly. "He
did me the honor to ask me the mo-
mentous question last night at Mrs.
Lees reception, and | gave him his
congo"
Mrs HARDWOOD looked grave, but was
too wise to venture any further remon-
strances. Just then the door bell rang,
and Mr.. barley was announced
Evelyn, looking very pretty in her
dress of gray silk, with pink roses in
her golden hair, fitted downstairs to
the drawing-room to receive him.
When she returned, splendid dia-
mond glittered upon the foretinger of
her left hand,
Yes, auntie," she cried gaily in re-
Spouse to her aunt's questioning glance;
1.-THE die is cast | am betrothed to Ar
thur barley"
81 pray God that you may never re-
greet il, returned her aunt, as she kiss
ed the girl tenderly,
Evelyn was an orphan, and Mrs. Har-
wood, her dead mothers only sister,
was her truest friend
They lived in the same house, and
both were fortunate possessing a large
share of this worlds goods; and Mrs.
HARDWOOD, being childlcss widow,
looked upon her niece as her own
daughter.
Time passed Arthur barley was evei
Mt the side of his betrothed wife; but
Lawrence Lyell, the handsome young
lawyer, who had made an impression
upon the hearts of one-half the young
ladies in the town, had disappeared,
and no one seemed to know whittier he
had gone.
One morning, when Evelyn came
down to breakfast with her aunt in the
cosy breakfast-room, she found Mrs.
HARDWOOD there before her, pale and anx-
ious, with telegram in her hand. She
glanced up as Evelyn entered, and the
piteous look on her white face went
straight to the girls heart
"Good Heavens auntien she cried,
springing forward, "what has happen
Mrs. HARDWOOD pointed to the chair at
her side.
"Sit down, dear, and drink little
coffee" she said. "Thcre, that is right, I"
as Evelyn obeyed her, and swallowed
the contents of u tiny egg-shell cup.
"Now listen. You are stronger, and
can bear it better. Evie, we are ruined.
The N Bank has suspended, and
you know the consequences to u.s.
Evelyn Archer's face grew slowly pal
lid. Yes, she knew too well; for all her
own fortune, as well as her aunt's was
invested-in stocks and actual deposit
in that institution. The house they
lived in must be soldto pay debts which
had carelessly allowed to accumulate,
and ruin stared them in the face
Wepass over the trying scenes which
followed. Even jewels and wardrobe
were sacrificed and with the small sun
Of money left them after the catastrophe
Evelyn and Mrs. HARDWOOD rented I
small cottage, and applied for musi,
scholars; for out of the general WRECK
Evelyn had managed to save her piano
that with ii she might be able to earl
enough to keep them from actual star
walton.
All this time she had not heard
word from her bstrothed husband
though he was In hwn, and of cours
knew all that had occurred, and TIL
fearful reverse which had come to Tn
poor girl.
So, siung by his neglect, at last EvelyI
wrote him a cold note, and enclosing
the cngagement-ring, told him that h
was free.
He made no objection, offered no re
monstrance, and she knew him at las
for the fortune-hunter that he reall,
was.
Did her thoughts ever revert to th
man whom she had rejected for the SAX
of Arthur Darleyp
| Yes, she thought of him constantly
and as the days went by she gradual,
grew TO analyse her own feelings, an
TO know ut last that her heart had gon