The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1888-03-01
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I'm getting into terribly bad hab
|its Dora. Breakisst at half-past
nine I just fancy my indulging in
such hours three years ago, darling
before the world made mp it's mind
that I paiuted respectable pictures
and chose to pay me accordingly
And young Melville Austin rose
from the dain,ily spread breakfast
table at which he aud his wife we're
sitting.
Il hope that you're going to remain
nj home this morning. Dora said in |
q soft, coaxing tone that we'll be-
came her petite figure and blonde-
haired, girlish beauty. DO you
know, Aastip, that you have not
painted an atom Of canvass this week'
There's your new picture Of Anthony
and Cleopatra
Yes. my love- the youug artist
| interrupted, 1 plead guilty to having
sbamefully neglected Anthony and
Cleopatra; but this morning q engage
ment will not occupy much time and
| shall be home in su honr, trust,
ready to begin work. In the mean-
| while, Dora, il that model of whom |
was speaking should make her ap-
pearance just ask her to wait in the
studio
Il am anxions 10 see this divinity,
| Melville. Is she so very beautiful p
after a certain type, yes the bus
band answered carelessly. Then,
while his handsome face lit mp with
sudden brightness, he added, in low"
or tones =. 'You know there is but
one woman in the world Dora, whose
beauty thoroughly satisfies me.
For some time after her husbands
departure that morning, Dora Aus
| Tin remained bu,ied in what, Judging
from the happy smile that played
nbout her month ond danced in the
blue depth Of her tender eyes, must
have been thoroughly agreeable
thoughts.
WAS ever woman go blessed 2 che
murmured presently, as if asking the
question of her own heart. Three
years Tomorrow since we wero mar
ried. aud sill the same devoted love
from dear Melville. How foolish I
was ever to dream that his worldly
success would cool the ardor OF thnt
love Nothing can ever change
him-nothing 4"
The young woman has called
ma'am, and is now waiting outside.
Shall | show ber into Mr.. Austiu's
Studio p
Dora's meditations had been ad.
ruptly broken by the voice OF the
stately butler who stood at her ell
bow.
oh you mean Mr.. Austn's mod
el p che said, a little cInfusedly.
Yes, James believe your master
wishes her to wait in the studio un-
tl his return. By the way, James,
you may manage to let her pass
through this room. l wish to see
her,
The mau bowed and departed to
xecute Mrs. Austin's order; return
ing presently, followed by poorly
clad woman, of whose face Dora
merely caught momentary glimpse
as she buried toward the adjoining
studio.
How beautiful l. the young wife
murmured, and what face for Cleo.
patra. She seemed anxious to es-
cape my notice, poor woman: I won
der II she is ashamed of her vooa-
ton? You told her, James, did
you not, addressing the butler, who
returned at this moment. that Mr.
Austin would return very shortly T
Yes, ma'am.
James was not absent from the
breakfast room five minutes before
he again made his appearance there
A rather shabby man desired to see
Mrs. Austin. Should he admit him
But the ceremonious butler had
scarcely finished speaking when O
gruff voice sounded from the en-
trance OF the room.
A rough-looking. heavy.bearded
man was standing on the threshold
directly opposite to Dora. who was
seated near one OF the windows.
You may 60, my good fellow the
man said. I've particular business
with Mrs. Austin
-Jsmes-you-may-go''
The words were gasped forth some
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