Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1884-05-24
How She Set Him Up.
From the Chicago Tribune
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From the Chicago Tribune.
"Avaunt. villain!"
The man thus addressed-a powerfully-built
young fellow Of twenty-five years or so, with
strong limbs and bright blue eyes that even in
this moment of shame and degradation looked
unflinchingly into those of the girl who stood
before him in all the regal splendor Of her peer
less beauty of face and fgure-started back
with a convulsive shuddering movement, from
the effects of which his frame seemed to writhe
as if in mortal agony; and then, recovering the
self-pOssessiOn which had mOmentarily deserted
him, placed an arm in such position that it
prevented the outlines of his face from being
plainly seen, and stood there like lion at bay.
X
Two years before our story begins a solitary
horse mackerel might have been seen swimming
leisurely across the Atlantic ocean to open the
summer season at Newport. And what summer
1T proved to be tor Violet Caryll! Coming there
in all the freshness OF her youthful beauty she
had seemed, in contrast to the hdbitues of the
place, like lily growing white and pure and
stately in O bed Of roses from which the early
splendor of freshness had forever fed. With
heart unfettPred, q mind of unusual vigor, and
soul as pure and stainless as the life-recOrd of
girl who has never learned to play the piano,
Violet Caryll had met at Newport the man in
whose presence she felt for the first time
that indetin8ble sensation of Ov-that
thrill of representative emotion-which marks
the beginning of an epoch in the life of every
girl-an epoch which in the future shall be
looked back upon as a time when all the world
seemed filled with sunshine, when every day
that died upon the horizons purple rim seemed
crowned with the stars of joy-that festal time
when Love- warm-lipped and glowing, sits en-
thrOned upon the clOud-tipped summit of soul
whose corridors are lighted for the first time by
the glorious sunburst of changeless affection
and whose parching thirst for kisses, and car
esses and lOw-spOken words Of tenderness Is
forever quenched by the impid, purling stream
of a passion that can never die.
1t was at a tete ctda1pet,e that Violet Caryll
first saw Rupert j. HetherinHOn. She was
standing near portiere through which the
chicken salad and nickel-sZe sandwiches were
soon to be brought, when suddenly her escort,
BERTHE Cecil-a young man who hoped to be
promoted to the ribbon counter the following
winter-observed what seemed to him like q
blush pass quickly over her face, and, looking in
the direction indicated by her eyes, it did not
take him long to discover that Violet was gazing
earnestly at Rupert Hetherington.
would you like to know him?" he asked.
Violet moved her head slightly in assent. and
a moment later the Introduction had taken
place
"You are from Cincinnati. 1 believe" said
Rupert, after they had conversed moment upon
ordinary topics.
'Yes. " answered Violet
'Then we shall surely be friends. l once knew
a man who lived in DAYTON"
'Ah, indeed!'
Then Rupert excused himself. but as he walked
away Violet knew. by that subtle instinct which
enables women to tell that there is a fly in the
butter even before they have entered the dining
room, that no other man would ever possess her
heart SO completely. And SO when they met
again she was very cordial. 1t was the old. old
hump-backed and gray-headed story of friend
ship that grows into love. and before the New
port season was ended Violet Caryll and Rupert
HetheringtOn had IDghted their troth.
Why they had quarreled nobody seemed to
know. 1t was simply given out that the en-
gagement had been broken and soon after this
came the news that Rupert Hetheringtons i'm
mense fortune had been engulfed in the mael
strOm of a free-fOr-al pacing race. Then he
drifted out of ViOlets world altogether, and for
nearly two years she had been living at Rose
bud villa her fathers country seat. Always
fearless OF personal danger, she was accustomed
to take long walks about the place in the soft
June evenings, and during one of them had dis
covered a man forcing his way into that part of
the house where the silver and jewels were
Kept. 1t was this man whom she had spoken
the words with winch this chapter opens.
He stood there for moment, and then
suddenly dropped his arm so that his face be-
came visible.
You know me, suppose" he said.
The girl looked at him intently for an instant,
and her face became white as marble.
Great God!' she cried. SIT is Rupert
Hetherington!"
Eyes" he answered. "Rupcrt J. Hethering-
ton, once your promised groom. 1t is all true.
am common burglar must steal or starve."
For an instant the girl did not speak, Then
she simply said: "You say that you are poor;
that with wealth once more in your possession
you would be honest. Do you mean this?"
81 do"
''Then follow me-" and walking before him
the girl led the way to hot house which stood
near BY Entering it. she soon returned and
placed in the mans hand a small package
''Take that" she said. ''You can sell it for
enough to again place you beyond the reach II
want, and waving him away with an imperious
gesture she turned and entered the house Ru-
pert hastily opened the box, and as he saw its
contents great wave of joy swept over his
soul. "God bless her!" he murmured; s'she
has, indeed; redeemed her promise and with
what l shall receive for the contents of this box
l may live all my life in luxury
She had given him quart of strawberries
From "a Newport AqudreLe," by Aurdt Hdlstet.
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