The Dillon tribune. [volume] (Dillon, Mont.) 1881-1941, 1885-10-31

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Actrss-actress and silly, silly boy!
CHAPTER Z.
VANITY AsKe A HARD THING.
For more than an hour they talked In
lovers fashion, for, difficulties having bee1
nlrmounted, Willie wished to enjoy himself
BUT amidst every tander speech Vanity b.
trayed ON sn1iety which she could not die
guise.
''win you trust mer An when he vowed
be would, her reply came with misgivtng:
Are You sure YOU viii trust met
"As sure a. that I live" he answered
again.
And her reioinder was: ut will kill me If
you do not trust me-"
What she feared was that something would
come out during the month. What she hoped
was SO to fascinats Will that, If anything
came out, he would credit not his eyes nor
his ears, but her only. The woman was .
sorceressl Not only must she enslave his af-
fections; his very reason must be captivated.
She began to allegorize with the lad. Clev-
erly enough, you observe, and as follows:
"There Is story in the Arabian Nights,
Willie-a terrible story! Often shuddered
as read it. You ought to hear it now, my
boy"
Tell it me, then"
"At the top Of rugged, stony mountain
was precious charm. Myriads of men had
toiled up the enchanted mountain, trying to
secure the prize But by enchantment each
had turned into a black stone; and there
stood the fatal mountain, covered with black
stones, in which were imprisoned the souls
OF those who had failed: and the prize was
overhead. untouched by human hand. For
as each competitor struggled up the rough
way, he heard all sorts Of voices crying at
him from behind. Threatening voices!
Taunting voices! Scolding voic,! Tender
voices! And one On other OF the voices
caused the toiler to turn his head. and when
he turned his head, he fell by the wayside, .
black and senssless stone"
what is this to mea' Willie asked.
"At last one went up the hill with brave,
drm, resolute heart. Every voice called in
vain. The summit was near. The voices
grew louder, mors dreadful, and more b.
witching, but nene awaited. The climber
never turned back; tho prize wm won, and
the enchantnent broken forever"
Brave man." said Willis.
"Ah, Willie. Willie! Il was Q woman who
broke the spell; the men had not constancy,
They thought Of themselves. The voices
spoke to their Utmost wish and thought,
and so they could not but hearken."
And how did the woman overcOme!n
Because she thought OF the man she
]oved!"
"And why could not the voices allure herr
Vomen's hearts are soft"
THE voices only spoke to her. aud of her,
threatening her, beseeching her. Had the
enchanters known her heart--ha,l one voice
but put Oh the tones Of the man she loved.
and called out, as If in anguish, Come
BACKBONE back to mel" she, too, had
failed. and turned to stone."
She paused, and then, like sad refrain.
came the old words:
Trust n,e Willis-tlust me, whatever the
cruel voices say"
Trust your exclaimed Willie, almost i'm.
patiently: why, to love is to trust
but d" You love n,es Truly! am not
sure. lfyou go Oh trusting NO. you must
face all sorts ut dark doubts about my char
acter Ii You fly to mo AMI say, Explain.
my reply will liz. Il cannot explain VIVA,
then. Willier'
Il will trust ycu.'
ut must t@ trust that is more than trnst
In ME, thus surrounded with tloubts--btnrid
'soubts--y"u. my poor boy. mutt put a faith
such as few men would put in the most tried
friend. Questions may be asked concerning
me which. were they asked concerning d
loved AMI loyal wife. might drive a braye
husband to frenzy. VIVA: then, Willief
N'll'e's eyes were set on the ground. He
Eesitatel But when b. looked up into he,
face he hccamn liz" "ns in trance, and r..
| piled:
~ will trust yo,, still"
\ sort Of natura! eloquencc. sprinp;nc
from her own excitement. now made he,
speech more impressive than ever.
willie. You must let me blindfold Won
and guild" You whittier will And while
lead You along the unseen way. voices viii
cry, Nadn'an! Imhecile! Tear TIN. handao.
from Your eyes. LcoS what woman lead,
YOU! Look to what lWecipice her falst
ana cruel hant is guiding Your stepSv VIVA,
then. Willie!' ""
What then! Why. the meclan;c., =.
Spouse Ut II man whose sense and reason ,xe,..
in captivity. And. after Clcopatra and
Anthony. who hlame> nv inex,prjcnce,, Id
me- >n"'1 s''ot
1T You listen tn the voices--if yu, L,s.
faith in m'--'ur love dies in an hour. Nav
more. l may turn out all they ,,n,l
have you believe nm. But it YOU trust m,
blindly-ttust ME fu:ly-at last shall one,
your eyes. and YOU STALL see
| In the full stream %: her in,,etuoas INTER-
ance she stop'N suddenly.
| Then the won ierin. b., asked:
| What shall I see:
! "A wo,i,aA 80. have. rescued from ,rt.,,,,
sE;i H.; ~. An AZ Il. said this she h,.,l
ott ~ u ss.ssiuA u weeping.