Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1883-04-15

am a costly TOW, for must have all l
want. IL is only fair, after all-oniy
INV side of the bargain. II lwere really
in love with you I should mt care for
all that, but / probably wouldn't be-
and YOU would wake from your dream,
and should probably get tired OF you
III YOU didn't. Don't be angry With
me for speaking like this. IL is only
playing at IFS after all, for am not
nee"
He got up and stood before her, LOOK
ing down sadly into her face. A tender
melancholy seemed to close about his
heart. and as he spoke he thought that
his words fell faint and thin from him
like the whispers of a dream.
IL love yOu," he said. II cannot
help that. The time car never come
when shall forget you and your heau-
~, and the love had for it. These few
days Of my life shall always be sacred
10 me. Through good or evil fortune
Ike thought OF your name shall always
thrill me with Unfading passion and
a profound regret. | shall honor myself
aud my poor life more from this time
because have loved you. | may see
YOU no more, but you will always be to
HE y uSdE anu
ing in my past. shall See you ever as
see you nOw-young, beautiful, with
your glorious eyes looking into mine,
and the soft English sunlight upon your
hair. | am unhappy, and yet happier
than | had any right to hope for. L
have not merely seen you, | have
spoken with you and touched your
hand. We may live lifetime in q
week, and have done this. 1t is bet
ter to know you no more than never to
have loved you"
He spoke slowly, like 3 man repeat
ing well.learned part. He was dimly
wOnderingtat himself and his words and
their futility.
She rose and stood before him, hold
ing out her hands TO him. The check
cred shadows Of the leaves stirred fan-
tastically on the grass about their feet,
as a soft summer wind played for mo-
ment in the tall elm tree, and carried
afar the Odor Of the garden flowers. Her
great starry eyes seemed TO shine with
a strange lustre, brighter scarlet to
live in her lips, rs she spoke rapidly:
AIS il not better, much better, to leave
he thus, with such words on your lips
and such thoughts in your heart, than
TO have had your wish and lost your
dream aS you must have lost 1t. Is 1T
not better for me that you should go
away with such picture of me in your
memory than il you had found out that
am after all no poetic goddess, hut
woman who dances, and acts, and
loves, and has many strange memories!
With the echo Of your kind speech still
in my ears, can always think OF you
with pleasure; who can say how long
you might have spoken so, or cared 10
listen while you did? We can part
now with pleasant memory each OF
the other, and it will often be a happi-
ness to me to think that you do in your
distant country think of me still Is you
said you will; and even if l am mis-
taken, mt least I shall not know it. To
you / can always seem what you are
pleased to think me at this moment.
Believe NE, you will be happier with
your disappointment than many would
be with success. Goodbye"
Something in her later words stirred
him painfully with consciousness OF
fantastic unreality of it all. 1t was
true that he found the same delight in
the scene they were both playing that
he had found in his childhood over
some pathetic page. 1t was true that
there was something in the dramatic
arrangement and poetic charm OF the
thing which was well calculated to APP
peal to his shadOwy imagination.
But his voice was full OF tears as he
asked "Must it be goodbye"
Indeed it must" she answered.
1--WE must not spoil our farewell by
another meeting. When will you go
back to your own country"
IL shall 90 tomorrow" he said.
"Why should stay here any longer
She looked wistfully ut him and held
out her hand.
keep your word" she said, land
goodbye He took her hand, and
bending, kissed it. "GOOd-bye," he
said, and then he turned and walked
rapidly away. As he reached the
house he stopped and looked back. She
was standing where he had left her,
looking after him. He bowed his head
and went into the house, and out on
the road and so to the common.
When he got back to town he made
arrangements 10 sail to New York the
very next day. At night he went to
her theatre for the last time, and hid
himselfi in box where he knew she
would not see him. Ii was a little more
than a week since he had first seen her,
and what place she had taken in his
life, he thought as he watched her with
troubled mind. What fantastic
vision it all seemed-sO brief, so de-
lightful, so meaningless, so unreal.
1t was wet night as he came out OF
the theatre. Hamilton walked up and
down the opposite side of the street in
the drilling rain. He could see the
stage door from where he walked, the
twin lamps of the hanson drove by.
As it passed him he could see her, and
she was not alone. y man was sit
ting with her. He happened to turn
his head rs he passed aud Hamilton
recognized Sir Harry Kingsscourt.
"Did you have a good time in Eu-
rope?" asked the beautiful Miss Van
Duyten of Hamilton when they met
for the first time at a ball in Boston;
and Hamilton answered, eyes, a very
good time" THE END.
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