Omaha daily bee., 1883-06-08
Ing Paul's photograph, sho bluuhed,

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until near evening, Hortense waited
for him, seated by the fireplace, and
still weeping. The locket, partly
open, was lying on tho mantle piece,
Emile, quite ~perplexed by her appear.
ance, mechanically cast his eyes upon
1t and uttered IN exclamation. His
picture had taken the place of Paul's.
"What does this meant" he ex-
claimed. "Hortense, what have you
done2'
"Leave me-" she said, taking the
locket and slipping II Into her dress.
leave me; don't speak to me Il am
going madl'
"Mad2" repeated Emile, really
alarmed.
"Don't you see2" Can't you under.
stand anythlng2' the girl cried out, a
prey to violent agitation. Don't you
see that this kind of life is impossible2
CSn't you understand that l love you,
and that this life of falsehood and res.
traint Is killing met" and throwing her
arms around him she hid her face on
his breast aud sobbed, while he trem-
bled like one shaking with fever. It
required q few moments for this In
tense emotion to subside; then, making
a violent effort, he disengaged himself
from or embrace, and obliging her to
sit down, said, in a broken yolce:
"Hortense, l love you!"
"Oh, Emile!" interrupted Hortense,
overjoyed.
"Lst me speak. loveyou. For q
long time 1 have vainly struggled
against tho feeling which has over
whelmed me, fool that l was, How
could n help loving you2 When 1
felt that intenUe love taking posses.
sion of my heart, the memory of Paul
rose up before me like q reproach. At
this very moment 1t causes me deep
remorse."
but l love you," fsltered the GIRL.
"Be still. Those words are q crime.
Poor boy! Ho is so full of trust; re.
lying on our honor, counting on q
hdelity, on my word, he, He
stopped, overcome by emotion.
"But why is he not here7" Hor-
tense asked, suddenly.
"Because he has confidence in us.
1 will not betray him for any consld-
GRAFTON. Death sooncr!'
They paused, and q strange, thrill.
Ing look was exchanged between
them. All their thoughts and emo.
tions seemed to be fixed OH that Idea
of death, thus abruptly invoked as a
menace, a refuge, and an expiation.
. eyes," said tho young girl, crowd.
! Ing all her pent-up feelings into that
. one second; 81 would rather die than
think Of" She did not finish. She
: was going to pronounce Paul's name.
Emile took her two hands In his,
i placed himself In front of her, and
. with q penetrating look scanned hel
=. face, In search of confirmation of the
" desperate thoughts just expressed.
> "Would you2" no asked slowly
: with determined energyr
Hortense rose, and with solemn sf
. feotion, exclaimed: "1nstantly!" ant
. falling into each others arms, they re
Il NAMED in q long embrace. This wa
their death sentence.
y
The following morning, at an earl,
u hour, the postman appeared at tn
door with a letter bearing the post
mark of New Orleans. He knooke
and rang without avail. No one an
~ swered, and no was going away whe
% a neighbor stopped him, saying Emil
y was at home. They rang and knocke
! again. Suddenly the neighbor turne
pale.
o sd you smell anything2" she asked
Q frightened.
co. "No," he replied.
j. "That smell! Charcoal! My Goo
Gould anything have happened"
10 The concierge WA called, and sal
s. that the night before, very late, Emil
IL had gone out to buy q sack Of chal
\ coal. The neighbor remembered tina
"a the evening before, at different times
~ she had seen Hortense at the window
- her eyes all swollen up and red fror
:. crying.
D. ''There Is no doubt about It," sh
exclaimed, ''they have persisted. w
must send for the magistrate"
4 The magistrate on arriving force
open the door. The woman's predi'
: lions were only too true. Emile WI
lying extended on Q lounge, Hortenl
on q chair, both cold and insensibl,
Restoratives were immediately O.
m piled. Alasi all their efforts to restol
8, Emile were useless. The carbolic e,
had done Its work. he was deat
to Hortense still breathed. They az,
10 ceeded In restoring her. When Oh
Is had recovered her sense the magi
trate proceeded to open before her Il
r. letter addressed to Emile. 1t ool
.. tanned only the words:
n MY DEAR EMILE-I hope you n
well and happy-you and your lit
at sweetheart--for you know very We
ch that / am not 50 foolish as to beliey
that you are waiting for my permit
an sion to fall In love with Horteus
X, Don't let your conscience trouble yo
ar for breaking your promise.
OF have been married a month.
10. PAUL.
H~ortense, on hearing this, ran
., the lounge where lay the body
Emile aud showing him the letter, vii
oi feverish excitement exclaimed:
10 "Luok, Emile. look! Isn't 1t an o
10 %cellent joker"
Then she burst into hysteric laug,
Oh ter.
ID She was insane.
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