Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1888-10-07

loEm ll9Heu Dy the lsll-DaCkeQ game
chair. He could smell the perfume O
the blazing cones, hesr the hiss and bub
Bile OF the silver tea-kettle.
"You will not be gone long!" tn
words, partly regretful, partly resssuring
echoed in his brain with her gentle into
nations.
Had che known Gil, she would hay
hidden him go and never return. TIL
public disgrace threatened by his inquis.
itor was as nothing in prospect, wnel
set beside the lofty scorn of one pure
proud womsn who loved him.
He walked blindly to the door, moving
and speaking as he had sometime!
dreamed OF doing in troubled sleep. Or
the threshold he turned with 8 glossy
stare at the lovely chstelsine, snd tht
lovelier pictured countenance beyond hel
the girl he hsd loved madly and lost
snd the love for her IS we'll
in the weary weeks OF fever
and insensihility from which be
had awakened with his eyes on Made
lines face. Her lip curled, her eyes were
full Of SD disdaI1, as ne met them. Hsd
she come back from the grave ne had
never visited to reproach him with the
wreck he had made OF her young liie2
"You shSil have the paper in the morn
irg!" he ssi6, weakly, hls fingers fun
bling with his mustache. ~ would write
/. tonight, but my head feels strange. l
hsve had trying day! 8 very trying
dsy!"
La another minute she heard the front
door close behind hin.
She, too, was wearY, but SO fsr content
with her evenings VOTE that she could
afford 10 rest. She shut the leaves Of the
tabernacle, licked them, snd Grew the
screen before the window. AS she Cid it
she smiled little.
81 shsIl get up quite an affection for
you, my dear Marion, if you do me lew
more good turns" sha murm1red.
Consistent to her principle OF taking
nobody ito confidence, she carried easel
and portrait back &c Rsx's chamber, max
ing TWO trips TO do it. The tabernacle
Wss heavy weight for slight arms, out
she had brought it down, and knew that
she could manage It. On the last Journey
she paid her stated nightly visit 10 the
nurser7, snd to Garaid's room. The
younger children were sound asleep.
They had Ter nerves and conscience, anG
slumbered like night-go@Ded cherubS.
Gerald h,d made no move toWszd stir-
ring. His mother heard him, at her tap
en- the paEele, push his chair bSck hur-
richly; and entered promptly to fad him
te:rirg CT his coat. A hesp OF echccl-
exercises and lesson books was on the
table, and from beneath them peeped the
purple cover Of flsshy novel.
".My dear sor!" exclaimed the dulcet
voice. "Do you hear the clock etrik-
ing nine? You must not study 30 lste
A brain as active as this" strokirg his
orehead-"needs az least ten hours
eleep when the owner is under twenty.
SO TO bed-there's blessed boyl Good |
night"
By and by, when she was sure he would |
De asleep, she would steal IN and purIoin
The Dad book, and he would not |
iare Inquire Whist had become
II it, knowing who the thief |
must be. She believed in espionage
- devoutly IS did Msdsme Beck CT the |
Rue F0ss cite in "Viletre,n and made
surveillance do the work OF maternal
,recep!s in the management of her Of
pring.
After kissing her eldest hope again, and
more tenderly, she glided down the glsir-
sse, humming as sue moved, her "sec-
md best f.vorite-"
80, love for year. week, day!
But, alas for the love that loves alwayl"
The rain increased in weight as the
Veniag advanced. Nov and then, she
s!zed her head from "John Inglesanf,"
o epioy tas patter and rush OF the
howers that waxed into 5 food. The
ouch soS mysticism, the quaint, ua-
7ordly spirit OF the seven
eenth century novel, inter.
sted snt soothed her. Il
7as like q diet OF wholesome brown
read snd fresh butter after q surteit Of
ruit cake, for she had read good deal
( Trash lately, 10 the detrinen. Of her in
ellsc:ual digestion.
The camel coal; pufed nDd sighed and
ickesed in the Crate; the amber curtains
hut her ini2rom disreepectful draughte.
she let her book rest on her
nee, cloEsc upon tsper finger that bore
wonderful opal defended By diamonds.
'ehind her. the silver snC-gray swallows
ltled against the leai-browl background
1st might be sn oEk.coppiCe in October.
ne Was thinking over waat she had read
and other things. Nothing, however,
nat clouded her passive viSage, or made
he gres5 eyes anything but Iimpid. She
nJ0gec her own society too much to be
2nelY in sucd luxurious solitude as this,
I'D Tonight she had earned her modest
screstion.
Eleven silvery Strokes from the mSnteI
lock reminded her that she Was losing
or beauty sleep. Before the chime died
way the door bell rang. The servants
nd locked shutters and olter doors et
J:3O, bat Maggie presently ran down
ON the ihtrd story and knocked ST the |
brary door.
"Will Tou see anybody, menu"
"CeTtsinly il It is any ore who has
ghs to ask for me. 1. is probably
ote or Telegram"
Nothing from without could touch her
Dry nearly, her little ones being safely
'lded under her roof. She hsrk-
ned, therefore, with curiosity urmixed
18th anxiety. 40 she heard mans voice
,eak to tho maid. Tha first sentence
ON the infection, an inquiry-was nut
I'd BY the rainfall. An exclamation fol-
wed the servants reply.
"Are you sure?"
eyes sir. Mrs. Lupton is by herself in
e library"
"Ask IL can spe,k with her for o =
omens. Mr.. Hollis Lee!"
He blinked confusedly when ushered
to the lighted room, the outer darkness
ing dense.
II beg youT pardon for this unsimely
III" with rapid look about the apart
emit. "Bus have been waiting for two
urs st Mr.. Phelps house, to see him on
lportsnt business, aud Mrs. Phelps b
ought he might be here.
"He Was for perhaps hsIf 50 hour. He d
It before o'clock-I supposed to go
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