The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1885-04-24
SHINING FOR LOVE.

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Over hill and dale, and soft green
meadows, fell the golden haze of a sum-
me- afternoon. A dreary silence filed
the air, unbroken a v by the hum of
the bees and twitter Of the birds in the
trees.
Under the branches Of o dropping
tree a girl was standing, a girl fair and
young, more than passing fair. Only
at this moment the beauty of her face
was marred by the expression of bitter
hate that darkened it, while her eyes
rested on a slight eminence that rose a
few steps away.
She was in the shadow, and on the
hill another lady and gentleman were
standing.
The girl, Cleta Manvers, watched the
lovers, for such Hester Leigh and Guy
Singleton most certainly we're, her eyes
glowing, her breath coming quick, her
short, little hands clenched oonvulsive-
ly.
"She will never be his wife!" she
cried ~passionately; "before thatI would
take her life with my own hands.
Suddenly, almost at her side, there
broke forth, clear and sweet, and full
of an almost agonizing pathos, a girls
voice in the ballad:
@'Do not tiust him gentle lady,
Though his voice be low and sweet;
Heel not he who kneels before Thea,
gently bleeding at thy feet"
A swift change passed over Cleta
Manver's face, and she turned in the di-
rection Of the sound and came face to
face with the singer, a GYPSY girl of
about eighteen, a girl with a rich, dark
Iovliness, but whose face was pallid, and
whose great dark eyes were full of pain
and dispair, as well as madness.
Cleta laid her hand on the girls
shoulder.
Have you seen him yet" she said;
have you seen Guy Singleton?"
The girls eyes grew wild.
II will never find him, never, neveri
i have wandered far and near, but I
see him not. He is gone, gone forev-
err; but / must find him." and then
she turned in the direction she had
come and fled down the pathway.
Cleta looked after her.
sis love woman's curse?D she said.
"Has it been yours as well, fair Gle
ta?1 and a pair of dark, flashing eyes
were looking into hers, and a dark,
mocking face smiled at the terror that
actually whitened her lips.
A low cry left her lips.
Vernon Singleton alive she gasp
ed.
Alive and well, and as angelic as
ever he answered.
AAs fendish, she said; then sudden
ly: II thought you dead, and you are
here
And gloried in the thought. no doubt;
and hereI am, my beloved wife.
Her eyes flashed.
DO not dare TO repeat that" she
said. Il am not your wife. There was
nothing In that ceremony that bound q
child 10 you-a child, mad with passion
and pain"
Yet woman enough for that pain to
come from love, and unrequited love,
as ii is still, / see;" and his eyes rested
on the eminence where Hester and Guy
still stood, unconscious OF the watchers.
/ In afraid he is lost to You for GER
tain, now-even If / did exist no longer.
! think you may give up, my dear"
Then changing his manner Listen,
Cleta, |" he said; II will never claim you
IL you help me in this plot.
"What stir"
Vernon talked low and earnestly for
j while, and Cleta listened silently.
Meet me here tonight be said in
conclusion, "and we will settle the best
way to manage it,"
The next instant she was alone again
IA new tempest of rage in her bosom.
The fooIl' she said does he think
"a would trust him. He has signed his
own death warrant"
She met him that night, and listened
while5the he further explained his plan.
The moon shone pale and high, but
- be turned to leave her passed behind
q mountain or clouds, and them
Then apistol CLEANED in Cleta's white
hand, q shot rang out on the night air,
and tho man fell forward dead-shot
through the heart.
Vh8 Woman hauk ovox him. Yaa Re