The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1886-04-29

three-ycars' tour on tho Continent
lie had forgotten all about that littl
episode in Virginia five years ago. II
looks he had not altered one iota, ,bll
was the same handsome, careless fellow
and all his dear five hundred friend
wore glad to welcome him home again
' "Who is she-this Viola de Lamar
Tho answered in a careless tone. "sssI Il,
not remember of hearing of he
abroad" - 90 - @Fi - ggf ~
! No, she is a, now star from italy.
believe. Her father or uncle, l forge
which, is her manager; and u deuced
Old bore he is too, can tell you; won'
let a fellow look at her off the stage
much M lie less speak to her.n ", b"0 8
"All right, I'll go .with you and see
your divinity" said Guy. s.ae
That night. the opera house was crow.
detd to excess. When the singer zap.
pcared in all her. regal beauty she was
wildly app!anded, and Guy, Travers, as
he looked at the graceful, rounded
figure, the dimpled white arms, the
shapely hands and the glorious black
hair piled high on the proud head, little
thought that this queenly woman. was
the, girl with whom he had trined so
heartlessly five years before. SIX r&. +.
The opera over, Jack Mordaunt pre-
sented himself at the stage door and
sent in his card, asking permission to
introduce to the signorina his friend
Guy Travers. The signorina sent out
her regrets, but she would be unable to
sec either gentleman that night. Night
after night they received the same an
swer. '"The signorina was very sorry,
Dut she was too much fatigued," etc.
For three weeks Guy Travers was tho
hrst to enter the opera house and the
last TO leave it each night; and although
MS friends often chaffed him about
Delng hard hit, and remarked his worn,
haggard face, he was not the man to
give up while! there was the faintest
shadow of u chance to win. On Viola
de Lama he had staked his all, even
though twas reported that she was be-
trothed Of Sir Maurice Conway "A
wealthy Daronet. ..'.
At last fortune favored him, At. a.
grand dinner party he met her, and was
s!'premely happy. She said she was de-
ilghted to meet him, as she had seen
him so often at the opera house, but, of,
course, she did not know that he was
the Mr.. Trayers whom MIR. Mordaunt,
wished to present." and she was 50
sweet and gracious that
The day she had so longed for had
come at last. For more than five years
she had waited, and now she would pay
him back in his own coin. She invited
him to call on her whenever he chad
nothing else to do" and she would al
ways make him welcome. ,,e ..s.
After this he was always near her; he
walked with her, drove with her, and
for three months he was her devoted
slave. During this time he often saw
Sir Maurice, but as Viola did not seem
to notice him much he did not consider
him rival
One evening he told her how dear she
was to him; how he worshipped her,
and how, if it would serve her, he would
gladly lay down his life for her dear
sake. y 81,
lie took tho dimpled hands and
smothered it with kisses; then he en-
claimed .
"Vlola, my darling, until I saw you
never met woman for whom I cared
one iota." II.
"And when was that?" she ques-
toned. "When, did you see me first
remember, now, the very first time2''
"The night you appeared in "Tra-
viata,'" he replied. ...
"And you never loved any one be-
fore thatp can scarcely believe you,"
she said laughingly.
"Viola, darling, you have told me
nothing Of your life, and you know I
am SO eager to know everything about
you, my queen" .'.. .a ...'t .
'tMy early life would be scarcely in
teresting to you, Guy, as it was very
sad one,' she replied; "and my career in
public ends with this MONTH. And
you," sho declared, "have told me moth
ing Of yours. Come. Guy, I am your
confessor tonight. Is there nothing in
the past that you regretp" " ry
"a confession is good for the SOUL" he
quoth gayly. "No, my dearest, there is
nothing regret or repent Of excepting
that did not meet Viola de LAMA
years ago." Mst sa5 5ss&a q s.
He had utterly forgotten EGlenmore
then. Ifshe had only remembered that
she might have had some pity, but
paGAy, youi8 i8aressure you love5me-no
other vornansin the! world bit me2"
sssEsNo sss other, soS.help me sheavenl'' he
answered, solennly. q "Wola, wher
will you be my Wifepn
~ will give you my answer toAmor
row; I will Write.n *"s '.s.s
!Thensas he could not induce her tc
say'any more on the subject, he took
his departapre # S SS