The sun. (Fayetteville, N.C.) 1883-188?, 1884-07-29

lQeHt aiiu rear III the IJreene MAN.
sion. Leoline Elmar could not be
found, search as they might. In
the light Of that summer> day she
had gone forth, bearing with her
naught save the memory Of Allan's
words: II do not long this girl!
Let my heart choose its mate!r
Allan sought yainly for trace
of her, and wandered as vainly why
she had fled.
/ * - II
"All gaslight and glarey' thought
Allan Dreeme, half wearily stand
ing among the guests in the rich
salon of Madame Riviere. The
ocean, which laved the rocks below
Dreeme hall, rolled between him
and his home: but wider, darker,
drearier, was the division between
him and the youth which he had re-
fused to we'd his fathers ward.
His hostess, noting the outlook Of
WEAKNESS upon his face, tapped him
lightly with her fan.
There is one hero who will not
bore you, she said, laughingly.
''YOu have not met the beautiful
artist Of whom we talk because we
find no subject so agreeable? Then
| will give you new delight" and
laying her jeweled hand upon his
arm, she led him across the wide
room to where regal woman held
her court. Where had he seen that
face, be wondered, bending low be-
fore the stranger, who received him
as a queen might. 1t was dark and
calm, but the great eyes, all gloom
and power; the red lips, with their
delicate curves: the white brow,
from which flowed back mass of
dusky, unrippling hair, struck on
him like the memory of a half-for-
gotten dream.
Have | met you before:' he
asked her, later in the night. And
he fancied that the dark eyes sad
dened as they turned Oh him.
"Would you have forgotten me?'
she asked with a slow smile. And
he told himself, with a new thrill at
his heart, that he never would. Once
looking on that Lowell ly face would
leave it engraved on his heart for
ever.
For three months from that night
Allan Dreeme suffered the agony OF
an uncertain love. His heart was
filled with the glory of her beauty,
filled with hope and fear So many
beside himself sought the smiles of
his regal, dark-eyed woman, whose
brush had made her famous. And
then, one night. when he found
himself alone with her among the
blocm and perfume of a conserva-
tory, again at one of Madame Riv-
ier's balls, where, amid ''glitter and
glare,' he had first seen her, beau
tiful queen, he laid his heart at her
feet and trembled, because she was
so long silent.
Within the music swelled: the
laughter Of the guests REACHED them,
soft, sweet, mirthful. lie bent his
proud head in meeknesS, waiting for
hei. answer.
She lifted her dropping eyes and
Laid fair hand on his arm, a tre-
mendous Joy touching her warm
lips. :.
.'Allan," she SAID softly, "when |
went forth from the home your
father left you and | had no hope
of this. / loved you than, Allan,
and | heard you say words which |
have never forgotten. | heard you
tell your father to let your heart
choose it's own mate Are you sure
sure, Allan! that your heart has
chosen Leoline Elmar?"
"Leoline.' he cried, shrinking
"you are not Lcoline!I
Il have not been called so since
that summer day, when heart-sick,
hopeless child of seventeen, ] knew
| loved you, Allan, and YOU gave me
no return. But, if you love me-
am doubling still, Allan-
Oh, do not doubt my love! he
whispered, taking her hands, and
drawing her toward him; Il was
then thoughtless youth, and my
fathers wish to bind me seemed
cruel. am a man now, and my
heart has spoken! Is not the man.
love more worthy in your sight than
that of the boy could be, my dar.
ling? If you loved he then, do not
tell me that | caused that love te
die!
"Does love ever die?" she ques
toned, gently laying her beautiful
head on his bosom: ''no, Allan,
have not forgotten; it was that love
which drove me from Dreeme Hall
it was that which kept me strong
when | found the world so cold ane
hard to me! 1t was that for which
when | had gained friends and tor
tune, | refused a coronet! Ter
years stretch drearily between to
night and that summer day, Allan
on which | took my young hear
from Dreeme Hall and bore it fa
from you, with the hope that
might teach it to grow calm; but
could not calm it, my dearest; i
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