Turner County herald. (Hurley, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1884-05-08

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s--Gorhan. Mountdincer.
Another girl took up s.stick.n
saying-"You'd better cheese your racket
And nd u you don't let that dagger drop AA'A''
IN sure I'll have to +" p
-Prstzcps Weekly.
From the Philadelphia CALL, g
a WIFE'S CHARM.
"A Pout upon the red lips of Gerald
Slnclair's young wife-unmistakably a
Pout-for, though wife Of almost two
years, her fond indulgent husband had
for the first time said nay to m openly
expressed wish. = 2
Ihe fancy ball of the season, a grand
and fashionable assemblage, was to take
place during his absence. and he had
sald ythat hes should prefer she would
not attend,
She was only twenty. Let this much
be saic in extenuation of the two great
tears that rose to the brown eyes and
SLOWLY trickled down the pretty face,
splashing onto the dainty morning dress.
which, clinging to the dainty form. re.
vealed sc. perfectly its graceful outlines.
Certainly Niobe had no reason to feel
ashamed of this one of her children.
But Gerald Sinclair had only stooped
and kissed away the glistening drops in
haif hurried manner, perhaps to hide
his awakening remorse.
Never mind, little wife; I'll make it
up to you another time"
Then he was gone; but she sat still,
turning and Returning her rwedding ring,
with eyes bent upon it. It was curl
GUS ring--a solid band set with five
large diamonds.
1t had been her charm, her talisman,
not to be taken from her finger until
soul and body had parted; but this
morning j had lost its charm. If it
failed to scatter the clouds, it failed to
5nDg back the sunshine.
Even when the hour came round for
Gerald's home coming he missed his
usnal warm welcome; but he thought he
might trust his wife's heart, and said
nothing. The next day he started on
his journey.
YOU'RE not going, my dear?' ex-
claimed Mrs. Martin, bursting in upon
her friend on the morning OF the ball.
'.And why not?"
Gerald is away, replied Mrs. Sinclair.
with some little show of wifely dignity.
as though the fact were in itself suffi-
cient explanation.
and why need that make any differ
ence3" pursued Mrs. Martin, bewitch.
ing little widow some few years her
friend Is senior. ST will share my escort
with you-Count Belzoni."
Sophie Sinclair looked up amazed.
She knew that the man mentioned had
but lately gained entree into society, and
knew also that her husband disliked and
distrusted him. 2
Once or twice she had seenhis eve fixed
admiringIy upon herself, and had felt
somewhat as the bird might feel beneath
tho basilisk glare Of the serpent,
"Well why don't you answer?" con-
tinued Mrs. Martain. "Will you go?p
mo, no." she replied, trying to speak
think that Gerald admires the Count"
Prejudice my dear, all prejudice.
The Count is one OF. the most charming
men / know. Indeed, I think I should
be canonized for my willingnessto share
his attentions, especially as I have
heard him soy all manner of pretty
things about you.
''Nonsense Ellen" retorted Mrs.
Sinclair.
But she felt the ground slipping be-.
meath her feet as she spoke.
After all, Gerald had not said posi-
lively no! Had he thought it necessary
after he had openly expressed his dis.
appreciation OF her going?
he had not known that she would be
so sorely tempted. Besides, she would
wear mask. No one would know her.
and when she told Gerald he would for.
give her. A sudden thonght came over
her.
81 will 60" che said at last, after
continued urging, and looking at the
picture in all its brightest lights, sson
one condition, and that is that no one
is to know me-not even the Count,
Say that you have persuaded a friend te
accompany you, who wishes to remain
unknown. will come to your house,
where he will find me, and thus gain nc
clew."
So 1t was decided; but, in spite of hel
exquisite costume of fairy, as she con.
cealed it and herself beneath q large
domino, ] as the clock on her mantel
chimed 10 it seemed to Sophie that every
stroke said: "Stay! stay!'
She was almost tempted to obey it,
but she had promised Ellen; and. efteii
all she had heard that it was we'll 10,
young wives to assert themselves.
An hour later and, on the Count Bel.
zoni's arm, she entered upon the brill.
liant scene. So far, he had not seemed
curious to ascertain her identity. She
experienced at this q singular sense oi
relief.
The ball was at its height as the clock
rang out the hour of midnight, but 10,
the first time in her life light and gayety
were distasteful. A hundred times she
wished herself at home.
81 will tell Gerald. I have already
been punished" she whispered to her.
self, as she stood for q. momont alone il
7: quiet corner
'sYou look more like nun than 9
fairy ra,her like one who had forsworr
the ypnities Of the world than siren tc
tempt timen tostheir destruction, said 8
voice close to her, Though to the latte,
Il Know no one more fitted"
aSirlp she exclaimed Indignantly
( greeognjzing, as she spoke, the Count
standing at her elbow.
s. y So Ah! iyou thought did not know
you. should penetrate any disguise
1 you wore. Besides, you have forgotten
to remove q badge Of recognition. -
She followed with her eyes his down.
warf glance, and saw that it rested on
her hand, nugloved, ms in better accord
with the exigencies Of her costume.
Iuvoluntarily she drew it away, with
the ring which had betrayed her.
Denial was useless.
sSiHce you know me, then," she said,
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