Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1883-11-28
poetifal,
FAME.
He Lost Them Both.

Cora, SAID old MISS Ducnesne aD'
ruptly, did you ever have your fortune
told?'
Cora started at the sudden question
and then smiled.
81 said she, my fortune told p How
should l? We city girls never stumble
across gipsy CAMPS
Old Miss Duchesne was sallow, with
very black hair, scarcely as yet sprin'
kled with gray, although 80 years had
passed over ii; sharp black eyes, and a
nose and chin which nearly met. She
looked almost like sphinx herself as
she sat there.
Il used 10 tell fortunes when l was a
GIRL she SAID.
With cards p laughed Cora.
No, by palmistry. Shall 1 tell
yours p
Cora looked at the old lady with sur
Prise. Was she in jest or earnest? Why
did she speak so sharply? Whv did those
glitteriug eyes seem TO burn their way
into her very brain
But Miss Ducbesne had been the
school friend of Cora's mother years
ago, and Cora had always humored her
eccentricitles.
If you choose she said, half hesita-
ting.
Give me your hand,' SAID Miss
Duo hesne; the same band which you
are one day going 10 bestow upon Duke
Z Chesterton in marriage
Yes said Cora, calmly.
~ white, plump, yelvety little hand
eaid Miss Duchesne, peering so closely
into the palm that her nose almost
touched the rosy skin. Let me see =
let-me-see The line Of luck, the
line of life, The line OF love {! Alb, here
we are Beware Of dark girl, she is
coming between you and the line OF
love. She will work you sore trouble
yet.'
The elrl sat as if some new light had
suddenly dawned upon her brain.
You mean my cousin Ariadne 2
said she involuntarily.
Miss Duchesne nodded.
Il mean your Cousin Ariadne,' said
she. Child, child can it be possible
that YOU are so blind as not to see what
is going on under your very eyes? That
woman is winning your lover away"
Cora smiled increduously.
'Oh, but that is quite impossible.
Duke loves me! He is engaged to mel
Men are false said Miss Dnchesne
with energy. There never was one
vet proof against the wiles OF a siren
like Ariadne Buckingham
Miss Ducbesne. you must not talk
so,' faltered Cora, with the color vary
inp on ber cheek and startled look 10
her eyes. 'Ariadne is my guest. Duke
is my engaged lover. l.
Silently Miss Duchesne drew aside
the ruby-velvet draperies Of the window
and pointed to where Miss Leslie's own
carriage was drawn up opposite the
cnrbstone. Ariadne Buckingham-a
tall. brilliant brunette - wus just step
ping ont. Marmadukc Cherserton,
bowing low over her hand, pressed his
lips 10 1t as he assisted her TO allght.
DO you see that? p asked Miss Du'
chesne.
Cora burst into tears and hurried
from the loom Just as Miss Bucking-
hsm entered from an opposite portal
all smiles, followed by Mr.. Chester
ton.
Where is Cora p said the brunette
airily. 4 hope her headache is better
We have had such delightful morning
at the picture gallery, and we bayt
brought home some exquisite cut flow
crs to arrange for dinner. Where are
they, Duke Bring them In here. an
sure Cora will excuse us for invading
her boudoir.'
But Miss Duchesne did not return
the fair Aradne's smiles. She gathered
I'D her knitting, made some curt reply
about desiring to be alone, and stalked
out Of the room.
Gross old thing!' pouted Arladne
sOne would almost imagine, Duke, thai
YOU we're her lover, and that she was
jealous
She laughed shrill. sweet tinkle o.
sound. Marnanduke Chestertou
laughed also. All that Ariadne Buck
ingbam did or SAID was perfect in hi:
eyes.
Miss Buckingbam's father had LOST
bis all in an unfortunate ventures and
Arladue had been brought up On an To-
come Of nothing per annum.
Every one plticd poor Arladne, who,
nevertheless, was always exquisitely
dressed, went everywhere, and lived
metaphorlcally speaking, on the fat Of
the land.
She had written to Cora Leslie. her
mothers cousin, that she would like Ia
spend a winter with her, and Cora, iull
of sweet. womanly compassion, prompt
ly sent money for her to come.
Il never had a sister, wrote Cora,
'and am sure that l shall love you
dearly
And II was thus that Ariadne lad re-
wsrded her. The old story over again
Of the serpent who stlngs lis benefac'
tor.
prt aitbo,gh llora had bepn blind