The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1884-03-29

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logan shook his head negatively,
and laughed. The music struck up, and
he was off in the dance again. The re-
suit WAS that returned to the hotel
alone. When he csme in thought
that he would never grow tired talking
OF his new flame. could scarcely
get word of advise in edgewise.
"He became a regular visitor at her
house taking me with him once or twice.
To my surprise I discovered that, not
withstanding the questionable place in
which had met her, had made quite
a mistake in my estimate Of her. There
were no charges to be brought against
her character, and she looked moro
lovely at home than she had looked in
the glare of the ballroom.
"Her mother was q widow, who kept
q small variety store Oh the boulevards
Beaumarchais. and many . woman Of
fashion visited the locality, prompted |
by economy, for Madame Vagrites sold
her wares at least fifty per cent. cheap
or than they could be bought in the
Rue de Choiseul. Her daughter, Maria.
assisted in the store, and had. by much
persuasion, gained her mothers consent
to attend the bal Musard, her brother
acting as her escort.
"Three weeks went by, and every
spare hour found Logan at the little
shop in the Bsaumarchais. Every re-
monstrsnce on my part was in vain.
".Logan,' l once said to him, abrupt
iy, do you intend to marry Marie
"'Prescott, do you take me for q
fool!' he asked with fash in his eye.
"'Not quite, but, II you will excuse
me, you act like one. She loves you,
Logan
"'Better than life ITSELF he said.
"'I am afraid you will find that too
adly true,' added. Break of from
his infatuation at once. 1t will lead
'ou into great trouble
"He did not heed me, and my words
Vere prophesy. In two weeks after
hat I've were to leave for London in
wo days., he said to me;
"I have "broke" with Marie
"'How did she take itP'
".It almost killed her! Oh, how she
lung to me! I see now how shame
lily acted
What pleas did you offerr
"'Several vapid ones. was going
way-her society had been delightful
me, but did not love her enough to
AIRY her-I was engaged to another
C. Her means, her reproAchful
ances, her clinging arms-oh, Pres
'tt-they made my heart bleedI At
ct showed her Miss Dsvere's pho to-
raph.'
Did you do that, Loganr
" i did. She looked at it . minute,
en- returned it to me. Her face was
Arfully white; but she ceased to moan,
Q veiled her eyes from me, she set her
Is hard together. One embrace, .
nrniI kiss, and it was over. I pity
,r-God knows do
. He looked SO sad and repentant Just
en-, that it was not in my heart to be-
to him.
"The next day passed the shop OF
adame Vagrites. She ran out of it
d caught me by the arm.
80 Cine and see, my young Ameri-
n, what your friend has DONE she
id in French, in sad, excited way
81 followed her into the little shop,
an up stairs.
"Oa the bed lay the petite Marie; she
IS dead; she had taken poison the
yht before.
"She locke very pretty even in death.
II features were not contorted, her
5 were softly closed, and her hair
ated over the pillow. 1t was Just IS
The had fallen into . sweet sleep to
aam of him.
The tears filed my Dyes and /
,aned aloud. The bereaved mother
cd at my side, looking alternately
m my face to the fsce If the dead
]. No reproachss nor means burst
m her lips, but the fnger-tips OF her
hands were almost pur- :
4 will bring my young friend here
aid.
In the afternoon hurried him OF.
hout any explanation, to the Beau
rchais, then through the store and up
stairs into the dimly-lighted cham
Of death. On the stairs he hung
*.
4 will have my trouble all over ,
lin with Marie he said. OF
She will not trouble you any more
spilled, almost dragging him by the