The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-07-31

Tell on the glrls kneellng form, he
stopped n moment, then drew back
into the shadow Of some trees at hand.
AT last, when her passion had worn
itself out, she rose and turned in tho
direction where the man STOOD but he
passed quickly through tho trees, and
in few minutes came up behind her.
Her face grew paler as he reached
her side, though he only made some
commonplace remark rs he overlook
her; and though he noticed her white
face and glowing eyes, his voice was
pleasant.
81 have kept my promise" she said,
ignoring his greeting completely. II
have parted for ever from Gerald
Franklin. Redeem your promise to me.
"You have parted for ever from Ger
aid Franklin, you say; but you have
not given me the other promise spoken
of.
THAT will marry youP Oh no, nop'
mot that he said slowly. 81 am
content that you shall promise to wed
no other man but me. p"
A strange light came into her eyes.
II PROMISE" she said, "that | will
marry no other man, il that satisfies
you"
"This is yours, then" he said. 81
know you would not break promises"
and he handed her paper as he
spoke.
She glanced at it, her face, il posi-
BILE, growing still paler; then she tore
1t in many pieces and scattered it to
the wind.
al have saved his honor, ut least, "
she said, "if have wounded his heart
in the doing;" then she turned to the
man at her side: "Leave me now"
she said "to look at you is more than
| ] can bear Mt present.
Without word, William Fortescue
turned and left her, but his face was
dark with suppressed rage.
-Four years have passed. and again il
is summer time-again day as fair as
the one on which Justine Franklin had
parted from her husband-thc day she
put happiness from her for ever-the
day she had promised to wed no man
but William Fortescue; and to-day she
is William Fortescue's wife.
All that had come TO her in the four
years that had passed since that day
came to her now, standing there in the
garden looking up at tho stately man.
sion that was her home.
Her months of passionate pain and
longing for the love she had sent from
her--the love that could never be hers
| Then the story of Gerald franklin
death, the day that, with aching heart,
she knew she was free-free from the
marriage that lay secret in her soul.
The old clergyman was dead, the
certificate destroyed; no one would ever
know she had been Gerald franklin s
wife.
Then the finding of the new will of
the eccentric old man, who had left
her and her sister Vivian all his vast
wealth--a will that left not only her
ponniless, but her idolized young sister
as we'll, if she, Justine, did not become
William Fortescuo's wife.
All, women are proverbially weak,
and beautiful Justine, though she had
once proved herself strong, married
William Fortescue.
Standing this day, thinking of all
she thinks rs well of Vivian's lover
wondering will she like him when she
meets him-wondoring is he worthy OF
her bright young sister.
Vivian had been away on visit, and
it was then she had met her lover; but
when Justine had asked his name, she
had blushed shyly, and said she had
promised not to tell for while--not
till he came TO Justine himself.
| Justine had been out for some time
but she knew that Vivian's lover had
come an hour before, if he had come
| by the train by which he was expected.
She went up the balcony, wondering
had he come, and filled with strange
longing she could not account for, to
see this lover whom Vivian seemed to
| worship.
Suddenly she stood still, all the blood
leaving her heart, all the color fading
from her face. q sudden dizziness that
| almost blinded her coming over her.
"Oh, Heavenly Father, it could not
be!' she cried, as the mad thought
| swept through ner Draln.
The next moment she went over to q
window that opened on the balcony
and glanced in. Vivian sat on the sofa,
and beside her a man whose arm en-
circled her waist on whose shoulder
her golden head rested. All, Hcaven
she had not been mistaken; the man
was Gerald Franklin.
The next moment she stood before
them, and Vivian sprang to her side
with low cry, frightened by the awful
whiteness of her face.
Justine clasped her in her arms as if
to shield her from some menacing
danger, and glancing over her golden
head, at the naughty self-possessed
man, whose handsome face was per-
fectly unmoved.
"Why have you come herep" she
cried; "what do you wautP'
"Why have | come herc?n he said;
"because Vivian is here. What do |
wantP Your sanction to our marriage.
She has already promised to become
my wife,"
"No-no-no! it cannot be- Oh, my
God, am going mad?"
The next moment she had fallen
scnseless at their feet.
The door was suddenly opened, and
William Fortescue entered the room
The first glance he took showed him