Mexico weekly ledger., 1883-11-08

said the knight, in petulant tones,
land the affair is complete bore.
l have failed to recognize anybody"
Thanks" was the reply, in the
voice which she so loved. ''Tbanks,
Sanford, you recognized me. But,
then, I'm not Miss Montague. /,
also, am seeking for one have not
found as YETI
''You mean Miss Dallas. By the
way, Lane, Is the rumor true that old
Brent has absconded and taken her
money with him? They told me it for
fact, and that your engagement is
broken. That's not so, is it? I'd
never respect you if it was"
Leonore bent over the railing, hold
ing her breath to hear the reply. A
life, the life of her youth, was at
stake, and she forgot everything in
the anxiety of her listening, while her
cavalier was pulling the flowers in his
button-hole to pieces, wondering at
her silence.
stamford" came the answer,
"does the world say that? Then
tell it from me that my engagement
to Miss Dallas is not broken by the
fall of her fortunes. Tell it 1 loved
her, not for. her wealth, but her
worth and, since she has not changed,
/ love her still, and she is still my
promised bride. I was called frem
the city yesterday, and only returned
this evening. The rumor met me al
most at the threshold, and I fastened
to her to learn that she had just left
for the ball. Ihave sought her among
the guests, but failed to find her.
Stanford, can you help me?"
Leonore heard no more. With
hands clasped closely above her
breast, and eyes full of. thankful
tears, she turned to her cavalier.
"Oblige me-" she said, in her rich,
clear voice, "by going to the lower
veranda and sending Darnley here.
I must see him Immediately"
And then she was alone, the moon
light falling tcnderly upon her dusky
hair, as she bent her head and breath
ed a soft thanksgiving.
sLady, you sent for me?''
She turned, holding out both hands.
He drew back step, not touching
them.
'sArthur," she said, "do you not
know me?''
LEO, my darling!" and them his
arms were about her, her head upon
| his bosom, and she burst into tears.
Leo" he flung aside his mask
and gently drew off hers. LEO, You
are not grieving? Surely you do moi
doubt my love?"
"Not now, Arthur; but, oh, die
to-day, when every hour went by and
you did not come. Forgive me, love
it's past
With tenderness inexpressible ir
his gray eyes he drew the glrl's slight
form closer, and, bending, touched
the young lips with his own.
"Look up, my dearest and mos
beloved" he said, softly. "Look vi
and let me tell you how much dearel
you are to me tonight, when l know
that you come to me without
DOVER
The crimson lips of Leonore quiv
cred as she lifted her great Spanist
eyes to his face.
ARTHUR" she whispered, passion
ately, 81 love you tonight as l nevel
/ did before; and oh, / am SO happy
Suddenly merry voices rang on th'
silence, and q resurrected Juliet, |
buccaneer, a hunter and an Indial
princess appeared on the balcony
laughing and holding their masks il
their hands.
/ Leonore and Arthur had resumet
theirs and stood quietly in the moon
light, the Dallas diamonds sending
forth their flashes from Leonore'
/ black hair.
.sUnmask, I" cried Juliet. 1T i
unmasking hour, and ! must see you
i face, fair queen"
'sIt is one you have seen often,
said Leonore, recognizing the speaker
and drawing off her mask.
i Miss Dallas! Here-to-night!
A slow wave Of color stole to Leo
lnore's proud forehead, as she slippe