New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1885-05-27
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a succession of decidedly audible
'Eaps upou the door of her room broke
the enhancing spell OF quictudc that
SLED the cosy little boudoir, and
aroused Eleanor Duncan from one of
those delicious reverics into which we
are SO apt to fall, on a cold winter
evening, and bury ourselves away
from things material. With just the
shadow of frown c]ouding her brow,
she raised her pretty head from the
crimson velvet pillow of the lounge
and, supporting herself with her ell
bow, she asked:
<'What is it. Nam map"
@'Make yourself presentable, Eleanor
harrington is in the par,or awaiting
your coming"
Her lip curlde, then a panied, hunt
ed expression passed swiftly over her
face. ls @
.@'He here! O why does he persecute
me with his attentions? Why does he
come on this night of all nights, when
4 waatsto Think" And she buried her
face in her hands.
care you coming, Eleanor?' Z
The face was raised, and wore an
expression of hesitancy, but it was
quickly chased away by resolute
compression of the lips, and she an
swered:
s.No;I have no desire to-
But what shall l tell Barringtonp'
Oh. tell him anything-that am
Ill, have retired. am not at home, that
am dead-anyt thing to get rid of
him.
Eleanor are you demented? Have
you forgotten your engagement
riugs''
NO. !" sullenly. 81 remember only
Too well, but tonight wish to for
sget ,t'
ssAnd Barrington?''
@sTcll him to go, and also that if he
us not careful Will cast his ring and
presents into the steet.''
A pause ensued, followed bv the
sound of retreating footsteps, and all
was as still as before. On the lounge,
aler trim figure the least bit huddled,
Hay Eleanor, sad and fearful.
Poor Vic" she .mnrmgre1, two
years @go &C. night I drove him from
xae. because | felt his superiority of
will and mind. How ne loved me,
and I him; but my pride! A queen
could have been no prouder than l.
Naughty, ambitious, too proud to take
advice. too weak to see my own faults.
Poor Yic!!.'' She paused, and her eyes
kdliE7M Yiciously. 'Stll, I was not
y wholly ITO blame, He angered me
:: with hislofty ways He was too fond
- aff,xylvinlg. advice. He called me lit
VIC TOOL, told stories Of my tlirtat1ons
among his cronies. and then advised
ENG TO reform. Bah! But now, # l
could only see him, ease his pain,
Nurse nina in his illness, comfort him,
kneel to HIM. We are strangers for
ever-there is nothing left but mem-
ory, nothing but the recollection OF a
dream"
She arose, the room being a trife
cool, and threw a white shall around
her shoulders in a most becoming
manner. She passed the long mirror,
astse paused to glance at the reflection,
;and a very attravtive and pleasing
picture it was. A pretty face, with
soft brown eyes. and fuH, impulsive
lips, while the wealth of dark brown
hair, unfettered, fell in waves upon the
white shall, contrasting well and form.
7ng the browning beauty Of the pict
are, A half smile came to her lips.
s'That picture" she murmured; 81
xeo11u not be more like it ii tried, anc
he loved that picture SO well! Oh, Vic
Vic! if you only knew!"
She stood before the mirror. hel
sands clasped before her, her eye!
Cooking steadfastly. at the image in th'
glass, her face grown sadder and NOR,
sreposed.
81 thought heard voices in Elean
@1rs's room,o SAID her mother to Mr.
Duncan; and, ascending the stairs, sh,
Listened at the door few moments
Hearing no sound whatever, she re
tired, wondering at her daughters in
explicable conduct
A few moments later the door of til
.sroom opened noiselessly, and Eleanor
with the shall still about her, stol
down stairs, opening and closing til
street door quietly as she passed on
anto che night. Men watched her a
she passed them, nearly flying throug
the almost deserted thoroug hfares, an
casually remarked that some one mus
dc sick and needing the services Of
physician.
Harrington, a tall, dissipated-appea1
ing man, with brutal cast of counte
nance and an evil eye, was comm
out of cafe, when he caught
glimpse of her face as she sped by him
For moment he stood in blank amaze
nent, rubbing his eyes to assure hin
self that he was not dreaming, the1