Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1886-03-06

Marion has gsas, " she said; she ha,
Y; rs, s.as5 = The city. Es'sile. what cal
The dark' fsce Of her sister bent abov,
her with . hook in her eyes and 0 curv,
Of her month mot pleasant TO sec.
"It means that you have been de
ceived oven ne I, "she answered. shrilly
I"Yonr fever has dossrted you!"
And she laughed aloud. rs the slender
form OF the unhsppy girl swayed and
fell prostrate before her.
A year later.
la the doorway OF her cottage hcrae
Estelle Walton looked back at the pai.
face OF her sister with a smiling fare
well.
IT wish Aunt Florence had extend %
the invitation to you," she said, 81
think q season OF Rsyety would btinG
back your old bloom and beauty. You
must give mp your morbid fancies, G rae,
}-yonfare but q shadow of your old sci
now.'s
~ snail lind pleasure in your enjoy.
ment," answered Grace. '"You wer,
al ways Aunt Elorence's favorite. Be
sides, have no heart for gayety. II
time I may forget, but now"
A pathetic little smile cloeed the sen
teDce Estelle turned away with {
com precision of her lips.
"Psrhaps you will see him." contin
ned Grace, with y little tremor In he
tones. eff you do, and he speaks O
me, do not let him know that ID
"Of course not. understand. Good
bye" cried Estelle once more, and Q,
they parted; one for q life of social plea
sures In the gay metropolis, the othe
for dull routine ia her quiet home
where memories rose 10 haunt her anC
saddened the young life that already
had become q weary burden.
! FROM time TO time. Grace heard O
her sisters enjoyments and pastim es
her sooial successes aud triumphs, an(
then, one day, came q message tina
startled and bewildsred her.
81 have met Barton Kemble often,
wrote Estelle "Somehow our old re
lations toward each other we're resume cd
and I discovered that It was but hi
passing fancy for you, after all, tina
came between Us. he did not dare com,
to me then, but now all is clear and
i nu Dloukou W N1hiIy nim
With an awful pallor on her face and
her eyes full of pain aud wonder
Grace read and re read the few lines
then tears dimmed. her vision, apC
burying her face in her hands she gave
way to bitter, snguished tears.
1t was the eve Of Estelle Walton q
marriage In her bridal robes she
stood, a vision of beauty, with only {
faint thrill OF regret in her heart Il
mar her happiness, and no shadow on
the dark, handsome features
Estelle," came voice from tb,
sires to see you. What can have hap
pened ?"
She swept past her aunt and down
the broad stairway, with the rich tint,
fading from her face.
In the glistening satin robes and
bright gems abe stood before her be
trotbed husband, and lifted her startled
gaze.
Barton, what isstt2" she askei, lay
ing hand upon his arm.
. look In his eyes that made her shrink
''Estslle, you have deceived me-" ht
said. 81 believed you q woman Of
Nhooio OhNA9psuk 1ho bAuO1
feeling, ana SO offered you regard and
by you as q husband. had come tc
care for You more than could hav,
cared for any woman save one, bu
now I have learned t. know you 81
you are In truth-an Enfaithful sister, 4
perjured, heartless woman. II was
you who came between me and thu
woman truly loved, and you dare :,
come before me In these robeh-yol
would have gone with me to the Alta
knowing"
''Stopi" sho cried hoarsely. "How de-
you knew this?"
az have heard the trvth from the lip,
of one who knew not deception. Ii
was this afternoon that i went TO the
depot to meet my mother, and saw your
sister there. She had come to see you
and ask an explanation. She was III
and faint, and, faithless though 1 be
lieved her, could not desert her then.
In the interview that follow wed learned
all.
Estelle glanced darkly around as
though she feared TO SEQ the pale face
and reproachfnl eyes Of her sister con-
fronting her from some shadowy cor.
'ner.
"Where In she now?"
"At my home. Do not attempt to see
her. The wrong you have done Ia past
forgiveness.
Her lip curved scornfully.
al do not ask forgiveness, she an
swered, and stood with her head poised
haughtily, and the Raslight shining
down on her white bridal robes as he
turned and left her forever.
Down in her heart reigned misery
and despair, but not CRY broke from
her paling lips as the man she loved
and would love to the end of her life
went from her presence to seek her for
whom happiness aud love reigned su
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