Daily Republican., 1886-03-22
ENDS FOLLY.
BY GUINEvERE.

"Miss Leslie, did you know that
Harry Poynton arrived this after
noon?"
Pretty Enid Leslie glanced up with
look Of startled interest in her hazel
eyes.
Harry Poynton-in Avery villa"
she asked.
"Yes, he is friend OF our hostess.
BY the way, he was great friend of
yours last season, was he notp"
As Nettie Hale put the query she
looked slyly from under her yellow
lashes at the proud, handsome face of
Robert Wildare. Ends gaze went in|
the same direction, and faint flush
crept over her delicate features.
"We were friends-yes," she ans
wered indifferently.
"What would Robert say we're he to|
know we we're more than friendss"|
she was thinking. "He Is so noble, so
honorable; would he not despise me III
my past coquetry and folly were
known to himf He is the only man
l ever truly loved, yet have led
others ON with the wiles woman can
use, and Harry Psynton-poor Harry,
he was 90 dreadfully In earnest. No
Robert must not know; he believes me
tue woman and could not pardon
that which womsn's vanity and selfish
ness lead her into, even were It her
only fault. He condemns 1t in others
he would condemn II in me-"
lit was at that instant the door Of the
sunny parlor opened, aud Mrs. Archer,
mistress of Avery Villa, came in with
9 tall, blonde young man, whose boy
ish face lit up with pleasure as he saw
before him the slender, white robed
form of Enid Leslie.
"We were Just discussing your arri-
VAL" said Nettie, when the two men
had been introduced and the greeting
exchanged.
"And what was tho conclusionr
asked Harry Peynter, smilingly.
"That you were very fortunate to
find your way to such a delightful
place as Avery Villa" answered Net
tie, at which Mrs. Archer tapped hei
playfully upon the arm with her fan,
and babe her not to flatter.
| II appreciate my good luck" SAID
Harry, with his blue eyes on Enid
face, and the girl felt tinge of colol
steal to her cheeks, and her lashe'
dropped.
IfRobert Wildare observed this by
play he made no sign, but, few hour
later, when leaving the cottage for 1
stroll in the garden, he saw two form
standing at the further end OF the We
randa, and recognized the silvery-hued
dress of Enid, something like frowr
darkened his features.
ut is Harry Poynton with her." h
reflected. HE has lost no time in re
newing that old friendship"
1t was we'll for Enid her lover die
not see the look upon the face OF hel
companion as he bent above her In tE'
dim, hazy light, until her floating
brown tresses touched his cheek.
: ENID, you know why / CANT
here" he said, in low tones. at wa
. for your sake, that | might be nea
you and realize the happiness yol
have taught me in the past"
Enid looked away with littl
!, SILVER. Her first impulse was tomak
full confession to him, tn send hin
from her presence; but as she raise
} her eyes she saw in the blue one
j above look of such wistful, earnes
? appeal that her heart softened.
~ will not send him away" sh
unused. II would scarcely know HOY
I to dismiss him, and Robert might sus
4 pect. will teach him day by da
, that his love for me is useless. I wi
c kill it by coldness, and gradually W
r will drift apart. 1t is the best way"
{ "You have not yet said you wer
:. glad to see me-" remarked Harry.
She turned upon him gaze Of sim
7 pie frankness.
. "Of course l am glad, Harry" sh
" said. "Why make question OF thai
Would not you have been glad in m
placer"
"Gladi ah, Enid, you do not kno'
how l longed to see you again.
: seems like old times.
/. She moved uneasily, and locke
down the garden path to where tin
red spark CLEANED through the darl
D ness-the light OF Robert Mildare
b cigar.
: mot quite like old times, Harry
= she said. "a change"
" "Change-you have not change,
Enidf" he asked, an accent of fear
his tones.
He had caught her hands in his owl
and stood looking down upon her vii
such complete alteration and entrea'
in his blue eyes, the girl could b.
realize her own power over him, an,
with the instinct of coquetry that WI
part of her nature, found gratific
- ton in it.
She hesitated one instant, and thu
drew her hands away with smile.
mo, l have not changed" she al
y swered truthfully.
Z "And your regard for me is the san
m as ever"
y "Just the same"
81 A thrill of shame stirred Ends hea
~ even as she uttered the words; but 81
p stilled ii with cold philosophy.
i. at is true. think of him now wi
IN the same iriendliness have alwa
a felt. If he would only be content wi
i my friendship. Poor boy, / doubt
y Roberts love is greater than his; b
ID Harry would forgive me everythin
I wish the other were more lenient.'
From that time Harry Poynter W
I Enid's most devoted attendant; b
il. there was nothing in her manner
- betoken reciprocation Of those fee
Of ines that he made no effort to conce'
On Robert Wildare pitied him for
~ ~ hopeless passion, resented his ate
tons, but not once thought of blami