The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1884-04-23

70 b.
der side Miss We're could read in
Tiny engrayen characters: eFiske
Egefion to Elftida Dale, July 4,
lS
clean show you his letters, too
added Elhida, Il brought them
to the city with me lest this ring
and my unaidsd word should
scarcely prove strong enough testi.
monyg
eIt is enoug6le Francesca's
voice sounded strangely hard and
metallic. .sYoaneed say no more.i' =
HNay,P interrupted Elfrida Dale
more softly; @it was not 70 break
your heart that | unveiled the
character otthe man we have both
been rash enoughto love, but rath.
or to save you from q fate too terri.
ble TO contemplate marriage TO .
false hearted villain. Weate slf.
ferers together, Miss We're; lot me
take your hand in mineIs
francesca clasped the pfOfered
palm tohsf own, and drawing El.
frida Dale close to her, kissed her
lips. Sorrow had indeed made
them sisters.
"Do not Co." she said. "stay
here yet a little while"
"what are you going to doR'
81 have sent for Mr.. Egerton to
come here at once. Do you dread
a meeting with himH"
"only as 1 would dread contact
with a loathsome reptile or a dead,
| ly viper. Love in my heart has
died out, utterly and entirely.n
Ffancesca's lip quiyered slightly.
4You are brave. Perhaps l, too,
shall learn the lesson in time.s
Mrs. Glare looked on at the
strange scene being enacted before
her, hardly able to realize that it
was not a dream.
Presently the servant advanced
noiselessly into the room, and an.
nounced in a voice hardly above
his breath:
"Mr. Egertonl"
And Fiske Egerton followed him,
a tall, handsome young man, with
a conceited way Of carrying his
head and aconfdent air, as if quite
certain of the irresistability Of his
own charms.
Francesca, my darling, you sent
for me- he said, bending oyeriher
head.
%Yes, ! sent for youlo
Mr., Egerton looked expectant.
@An old friend Of yours is visit
ing US. wished you to meet her
face to face"
She motiOned to Elfrida to ad,
vance, and the next moment Mr..
Fiske Egerton stood confronted
with the gil he had go heartlessly
Tilted for a more advantageous
match.
"Elffida DaleI" He grew pale
as a sheet Of paper. "What on
earth brings you here2o
"The determination to expose
you'll" Elfrida answered, calm as
a statue, while a slight scornful
curve rested momentarily upon
her upper lip. "You are unmask-
ed, Fiske Eger:on. Hereafter have
the goodness to remember that it
is not always safe to play a double
game"
"Francescal" exclaimed Egerton,
turning to the heiress, as if de-
termined to cling to the last straw
Of hope. But she drew hsughtily
back.
mo longer francesca to you, 1t
you please, Mr.. Egerton. Leave
my presence, and never lot me
look upon your face againl" d
Elfrida Dale became happy once
again as the beloved and cherished
wife Of Harry Morton, and in the
course oftime Francesca We're wed.
ded a suitor far wCrthier Of her
love than the handsome, heartless
fottune.hunter but Mr.. Fiske Eyer.
toni is still a seedy, shabby gentle
man about town., hoping against
hope that some day he may mar
ry rich.
The New Apostle Of Sweetness
and Light.
He was late, and he was not
altogether as he oughtto have been.
He saw by the light in the window
that she was waiting for him, and