The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-02-14
THE YOUNG suRoRon.s STORY.
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 Again beheld hsf-two years of dis sipation, of madness, had passed, and once more saw her whom 1 had % basely deserted. G8
 It was at the opera-she sat in box near me, and though the paleness of her cheek gave her an almost uneaxthly ap- rearance, tsaR that she was 1oYeiy as ever
 All eyes were upon her-all but mine: for one glance had called up so many painful Secollections that | dared not risk second. felt myself guilty wretch. a t ed
 ss Poor Emiiyp l murmured, as tears of bitter femorse filled my eyes. was interrupted by H., who, touching my elbOw, whispered: aa.s.
 " Look in that box on the right. Is it not extrarordinaxy to see young girl with such white hair"
 Turned impatiently from him but 90 many remarks of the same kind were whispered by those near me, that the words scanned to hiss in my ears.
 am bet dozen of champagne,n said one of my neighhors, " that she has been frightened. Fear has been known to turn the hair gray in single night"
 You arc mistaken,1 said another "No sudden shock could have changed 1t 90 completely. ann . surgeon and know something about these things; it is more likely the result of some secret sorrow"
 "Perhaps she is widow" said . third, and has fretted for the loss of her hus- band7"
 If the look with which regarded the last speaker could have killed him, there would have been one puppy the less in the world.
 "Your conjecture does not seem to be . very probable one," said the surgeon {; {" she looks too young for q widow. I should say she was not mere than seven teen or eighteen"
 Just eighteenp P exclaimed I, involun- taxily.
 "Do you know the young lady, sir ?" he asked, turning to me. l was silent. and he continued ~lf the study of physiognomy is to be depended on, an unrequited passion is the cause of the calamity"
 At these words ] could no longer re- strain my feelings. Be silent, for heavens sake l" exclaimed, grasping his hand convulsively. "I am the greatest villain on the face of the earth p
 He looked at me in astonishment but just then the curtain again rose, and the clang of music drowned all other sounds. While everybody's attention was drawn to the performance, took courage to look once more at Emily. How beauti- fui she was, as she sat with her gaze fixed on the stage. So young, and already grief had decked her brow with the silvery badge of agel Could it be ? Was it she whom I saw2 Her golden hair changed to white by grief for my in- constancyl
 The play was over--mechanically l rose to go. As reached the door one of my friends hurried to meet me.
 "How long have you been returned?" said he. Did you know that Emily was in town2 saw her just now. Good heavens how it has changed her l'
 "lt has, indeedp P said l, with a sroan, dreadfully, awfully changed her p
 "Of course you know the causew
 "Too we'll too we'll am the cause ?''
 "Yoa Whatl Did you persuade her to do it"
 gro do what1'
 "Why, don't you know that hncying her hair had red tinge, she was per suaded to use the new Victoria dye, which has turned it white2 Still, as her husband does not mind it, why--"
 Her husbandw
 "Yss, that handsome young fellow there, leading her out of the box"
 Feeling as if my own hair might be trrning white that minute, left.