Daily Republican., 1888-10-31

nlauflce 6miled, and made careless
answer; but be looked eagerly for the
stranger the. next day at church.
When he saw her In her black robes,
with her pure, sweet face, and afr Of
devotion, he felt a strange emotion
be could not keep his gsze from her
How fair she was, with the delicate
tluth on her cheeks, the dropping,
dafk'iashed eyes, and shining hair.
When she sang. he thought she re
sembled st. Cecilia; and even after
be had reached HE home, his thoughts
were all Of her.
Elena Hartley and the young widow
became firm friends; Mrs. Earle did
not participate in social gnycties OF
course, but she drove often aud rode
horseback superbly; and when she in
dulged In the latter pastime, handsome
Maurice often accompanied her.
Che was q woman Of means; that
was evident by the elegant appoint
ments OF her home and the lavish
gifts she made In the name Of charity:
she was rarely learned and accom-.
plished, and Of delicate refinement;
che possessed the art Of pleasing, and
made trends OF every one.
IN The spring she put on touches OF
white and lavender with her mourn
ing, and looked lovefer than ever. BY
that time Maurice Hartley was al her
feet, melaphoiically speaking. And
now delicately she encouraged him.
how abe ianned his love into mad
alteration by the witching SMELL of her
beauty and every art she possessed
lie was her loYer--her slave; never
did man love woman with stronger
passion than bound the heart aud soul
OF Maurice Hartley.
AT last he avowed his love, and
waited with beating heart for her
answer she looked at him with cold
eyes, and then smiled scornfully.
~ am glad SUCCESS is miae,p she
said. II came here TO win your love,
Maurice Hartley, and now / shall 20
away hoping my memory will ever
torture you ] believe you are man
who loves deeply; iiso, my vengeance
is the more complete"
"Vengeancel" lie gasped.
"Yes. | am not 'Mlss Earle but
Justine Hartley, you brothers Wild
owp
Then she told him OF the day she
had come to his home aud overheard
the cruel words that drove her thence,
and how she had vowed vengeance,
trusting TO her rare beauty and charms
to aid her.
She thought he would creep abashed
from her presence, but Instead he
laced her boldly.
"Fol speak falsely" he said. "You
are not the woman Marvin inarrieari
II ann csH prove mr. she on
5wrred, yet dismayed by his words.
''What DO you mlan?"
"Wc have her portrait, she was
poor Eirl, a gamblers daughter,
coarse featured, inumolc5,ly- clad wo
man."
Il do not nierslaud," lallerel JUS
line. "Hy father was spsculator, |
ami l -upr05sd thst YVES what you |
meant but Ihe picture; let me see it,"
1T lall uy home" he said; and an /
hoGr la'sr FUR people were l5pliHg !
upon . "oman's p1firit ut Hi,.sY |
Villa, portrait with bold eyes and |
bare, jewel Euug ghouliers.
I'll Is MaAemoiselle Eta, noted |
dancer ia Paris" said ire WIDOW. |
''CIn yqp not un5craa ndg Marvin /
seui this out vt sp rlt OF mlschie and /
wrote OF my father that he made hiss
living Gt a l--'e on rt1, 80 mi. ls,.d..
you. 1t wgs wong Of him, but bel
we7 ElUalg dciag ilese things. Ect
thought 10 shock you Rad then cpl1y
when VIC arrived And
20 You did rot undtgstau5Hnd f-how |
'uai3 | know il w15 Ga1emoigelle !
Eta YOU condemned"
"Oh, how could We know tlgl Mar.
WINS wife was uch p lovely wonlan7"
said Elena, embracing her.
Juus,iue lophed a Maurice, woull !
nc not think her c.Ucl Y1ngef.l /
woman after alif How could he know
,he loved himY She went s1itly 10 his
tide and raiz9d her eyes
Forgive me-" she said; and when
ne Claspel her hand he knew that hGl
heart ives his, and that her Vengeance
would have wrecked hsr life a. well 40
ais own.