The weekly messenger. [volume] (St. Martinsville [i.e. St. Martinville] La.) 1886-1948, 1888-03-03

by saying, with a deep-drawn sigh,
"Ah, Frank, am sorry we ever metz
"Sorryl1
''Yes, l have thought it all over
VIC can never be anything but friends. "
''Whatw exclaimed Frank, turning
suddenly, and nervously twisting his
blonde mustache.
Never, never" said Kitty in a tone
scarcely audible.
Frank sat down beside her on the sofa
put his arm around her waist in spite OF
a gentle Don't do that" and letting
his voice sink almost to murmur, spoke
to her-to the proud Kitty-until she
wcpt bitterly.
'Kitty," said he, in tone full of
tender emotion" kitty. l know that
you love me, but you are proud, ambi-
ious, selfish. II it is really your will that
l should leave you, speak the word, and
will go"
$50, ther," murmured Kitty.
'liave you fully decided" asked
Frank, hardly able TO believe his ears.
eyes"
'Thcn, farcwcllw
He took her hand in his, looked for a
moment at her pretty, fearful face, and
then, unable 70 control himself, pressed
her passionateiy to his bosom.
She nos only submitted to his en-
brace without a struggle, but giving
way to an irresistible impulse, threw her
arms lovingly around his neck. Sud
denly, however, recolecting her resolu-
ton, she looscncd her hold and pushed
him from Ter with sigh.
shall goE' he stammcred.
4 faint "Ycs" fell from kittys lips
the next moment she lay alone, sObblng
and weeping on the sofa. But, little by
little, grief seemed to wear itself out.
Her tears ceased to flow and her breath
inc became more regular Her head
rested OF her arm, and her face was
half coaccalcd beneath fool Of dark
brown cu-'s.
The Struggle WAS over; the pain
was already stilled. She saw Mr..
Wellington enter and spranc up gaily
to meet and welcome him. His
manner pleased her; his social
position and wealth fascinated her.
His heart, nc said, had long been hers;
would she not accept his hand? She
would, and did. A kiss sealed the be-
trothal; but it was no such kiss as she
had given Frank, and she could scarcely
suppress Ugh. Poor Kitty!
The wedding was super. Elegantly
attircl, her beauty was truly dazzling;
while everything around he. seemed to
feat in the witching atmosphere of a
fairy land, she gave hex hand to tLe
man that her ambition and not hcr
heart lad chosca.
Her friends wcrc numerous; hcf hGs-
band was tender, devoted an, loving;
but ali their friendship and all his ten
derncss were not sufficient to satisfy the
loneilgs of her womaa's heart. She
had known what it is TO lovc-to be
u2der the Influence Of that divine ell
chaatmcnt which cannot nc bought AID
sold like chattcls in the market; but her
heart seemed dead; it found no colso-
latioa or sympathy in her luxurious
life.
Then came n change in her husband
lie could rot long remain blind to the
fact iha; Iii, love was not returned. lie
sought tho companionship of those
whose gaicty enabled him, il some
measure, to forget his grief; he bctook
himself of those social byways which
arc the refuge of so many disappointed
husbands. and sought to warm his heart
at foreign hcarths. Kitty complained
to her husband that he had neglected
her. lie repied with rcproachcs that
She had deceived him, had never loved
him-rcproaches that her conscience
told her she deserved.
"What right have you," he cried, ''to
call Pc 70 account, go where l will, or
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