San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-12-16
A CHILD OF
THE STREETS.

put your hand in mine, and trust your heart 70
my keeping, I shall try and deserve the conf
dence. l know have come too late to win
your first love, but believe you care for me.
II you are unhappy, II fame fails to satisfy
you, II you have any affection for me, come.
am ready TO receive you, under any consider
cess; but Il the H Climate does not suit your
health, you shall return 70, and reside in Eng
land. only ask you to be my wife. All the
rest will follow. I love you enough for two,
and know can make you happy. or course
"CuTHBERT NEwRN"
"What q strange letter." thought Mysie
with q laugh, "more like a business
trasaction than & proposal. What shall
be my replyf Shall l answer it in per-
sonf Shall I quit the stage while yet
am popular, and go out to India and mar
ry this mani Have strength sufficient
to sti1e ambitioni Should / be happy,
or, at least. content as his wifef If I
could only be surei I long to get away
out Of Gabriers presence. cannot bear
to see him always by the side of that wo-
man. Perhaps, if were absent from him,
II never saw his face or heard his voice,
I might forget him. He never will love
me again, that know. l will have a
long think over it alr-and an hour
passed. At last she drew her writing
table towards her, and wrote as follows:
"35 wARRINGToN-CREsCE Mazda Vale
"MY DEAR CAPTAIN NEWER NJ received your
letter. As you know well, have little TO offer
you in the way of romantic love, but l feel q
most sincere regard for you, and take pleas
ure in your society. If you think l G. make
you happy with this affection, am ready to
marry you any time after the coming Christ
mas, and to leave the stage. Believe me, yours
very sincerely,
When this note was addressed and
sealed, the writer paused for q moment,
and then, once more dipping her pen into
the ink, began;
been such true friend to me, that feel You
ought to be the first to hear Of my final de-
oision. You advised me some time ago to
leave the stage for awhile, and to go away for
q change. You knew / was fretting, and felt
sure II would injure my voice. Well, I am
going away TO India, and l am leaving the
staae-only not for while, but altogether. l
have promised to marry Captain Cuthbert
Newer, Thanking you once more for all your
great goodness to me, remain, hope always,
your grateful friend,
As she finished this letter she glanced
thoughtfully at the open sheet before her.
"How strange that the whole course OF
q life can be changed by dozen strokes
Of the PEN" she thought. "lf tear up
these papers still shall remain the Fleur
de Msrie-if put them into the post, a
few months more will make me Mrs.
Newen."
And she did put them into the post,
with her own hands, on the following day.
When the next season came round the
world wondered what had become Of their
favorite, Fleur de Marie, till the fame Of
her beauty, as the wife of Cuthbert New
en-, came over the sea with batch Of
rare Anglo. Indian gossip. Then society
heard she had settled down in Calcutta,
where she reigned like queen, with her
court around her. ..
So Fleur de Marie faded out Of mems
memory as some dream is forgotten in the
hurry and glare Of noon. and as the years
went by her fame alone survived oblivion.
CHAPTER VI "a.
In the billiard room Of the Vagabond
Club, Covent Garden, sat dozen or 80 Of
idlers, smoking and gossiping, one bright
May afternoon. They had wondered over
the latest marriage in high life, laughed
at the newest bon mot, discussed the days
news from Zulu-land, whispered the
choicest social scandal, and prophesied
respecting the weather.
Suddenly the door opened, and g man
entered, dressed in brown velvet coat.
All present looked up as he sauntered in.
swell, old man, you are quite the
stranger here. What's the little game
nowi Some fair one in the question, I
bet, since you keep II 30 dark. What q
chap You arei Now, confess where you
have been hiding YOURSELF
~Hiding myself Well, ! don't know
what you mean by thati Haven't been
visible on the boards every night since
May set inf" replied the new conner.
"That's true enoughi ! spent half-a-
guinea on you last night, ! thought I'd
like to hear the great Gabriel for myself.
You don't do 1t badly. You were in very
good singing form in Faust old fellow"
said Wentworth Arkwright.
"Ye-e-s, my voice is pretty fit just now"
was Gabriel's quiet answer. as he compla-
Gently smoothed his throat with one OF his
hands that was ablaze with large rings
set with rare stones. .... ...
swell, what's the news, Signor Singer,
Ell" asked Ribald Drake, the sculptor.
"Newsf Well. first OF all the Leopard
has caught the German measles"
.No!" was the general exclamation