The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1885-01-29
LOVE vs.. FALSEEOOD.

LOVE vs.. FALSEHOOD.
''It is true, Helene. God knows |
would spare you the pain, if in any way,
with honor. | could do so. Child, your
| father loved me and left you to my care.
/ Can see YOU wronged, and stand ST.
/ !entiv by? You come OF proud race,
! and simple and gentle as know you to
be. ! know also the Carleton pride lies
| dormant within you"
| Halbert Astor had spoken the truth,
| and Helene Carleton felt he had done
so. She was proud. not with arrogance
| or hauteur, bat with sweet, grave,
womanly pride, pride that lay buried
! beneath an almost childish simplicity
/ OF manner.
She was very lovely, this blue-eyed
girl, who stood listening with paling
| face to the story Of her lovers falseneSs,
the story told by this man who loved
her so madly himself.
Her thoughts strayed back now to
the evening he had told her his love
the day he had pleaded as man might
plead for life itself, and she had an
swered him gravely, gently, but decid-
| ediv, No Her heart was another's,
she had acknowledged to his passionate
questioning.
She raised her eyes to his face now,
and he felt his heart grow cold at the
look of pain in their shadowy depths.
All, Heaven, what would he not give
to be loved as Glendon Withers was
loved by this girl, whom out of all the
| world his soul coveted!
| How lovely she was, with her wavy
| pale-gold hair and ily-fair complexion,
tinted with rose-pink on the softly
! rounded cheeks, with her curving mouth
so ripe and red. her dimpled chin and
slender girlish form, her stately little
head set so gracefully on her rounded
| neck!
She remembered his love-story and
passionate pleading, but it was nc
warning to nature so pure and true as
hers.
| If he loved her, he would save her
paint would make him more careful
of wounding her unnecessarily.
The story he told her was this: that
her lover-her promised husband-was
| looked upon as the suitor of another.
He read her quotation from letter
in which Glendon was spoken of. Per-
| fectly unwilling was the writer, how
ever, of the damage his idle pen would
| do.
He was stopping in the same city
with Glendon, but not, however, in the
same house; fate had not favored him
so far, but had located Glendon in the
home of girl as beautiful as ever was
maiden before.
| And Glendon was infatuated-her
smiles dazZled him. The light of her
eyes was his heaven.
| At least. such was his friends iudg-
ment on the effect of Leonetta's beauty
on Glendon Wi;hers.
How near he vas right. how far he
was wrong. we might decide ourselves
| if we saw L@onctta Meredith and Glen
don together. but to do that we must
| cross the Channel. for Gleudon is abroad
in the gayes of ali gay cities, the queen
of music and mirth, the city OF light and
laughter and spar&ling champagne
welf-beloyod PARIS.
We cross the water and see them to,
! gether, and what IS our decision? We
! cen come 10 none.
! Leonetta is beautiful. with a brilliant
/ dark beauty OF the Spanish type.
! Her forehead Is low and broad hel
nose short and straight. her moutl
curved and dinpled; her eyes magniti
ceat, deep as ~e!ls. and dark as nigh
! now slumbering in quiet dreamy
beauty, then flashing with passion OF
, glowing with delight.
1 She is about twenty-certainly nc
/ more; but her form has every curve anC
/ grac of perfect woUanhooI.
But fate. prolific in all gifts where
( beauty of face and form was concerned
had not otherwise been kind to thi,
/ girl, with herpassionate soul that longeC
! Tor wealth and amusement. and the
/ homage her beauty would bring hel
had she been placed in position worthy
I of it.
But Providence had placed her life ii
/ a very narrow groove, and her soul re-
belled against it.
but now she met this handsome young
| Englishman, with his frank grey eyes
his broad white brow and CHEEKY smile
and-Well, to do her justice, she loved
him; but had she not, still she would
have exercised every power to win him
for the wealth and position she hac
| learned he possessed.
Men are not very strong at best, anC
! Leonetta was more than passing fair
and to a certain extent he yielded tc
the pleasure of her dark and subtle
/ smiles.
Not. however, that he was false tc
Helene; that was something he never
dreamed of; but he would take the gooC
the gods sent him, and enjoy the gla
/ NOR of Leonetta's 5 dark beauty.
And then--then, in the very midst O
a more than fools paradise, letter
came from Helene.
He held it in his hand unopened fol
a moment, swift repentance for the
moments he mad basked in the light O.
Leonetta's eyes filing his soul, along
with the dec sion to tell the dark-eyec
beauty OF his engagement.
Alas! alas! he had not that story te
tell her after the letter was opened
for his face actually blanched when ht
opened it.
Opened it to read the words:
81 give you back your freedom Iwisf
no explanation. as | can give none.
''HELENE CARLETON"
He then opened small sealed parce
that had come with the letter. Hi
| ring. and every present ne had eve,
given Helene Carleton, lay glittering be
fore him.
After all, with all her weakness, wo
man is W ser than man, for she seldom
dasiies iuto an act OF fmadness withou