The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1888-07-14
A Sisters Vengeance.
BY GUINERvE.

cottage young girls face could be seer
one September morning, face of suct
glowing, brilliant beauty that ore could
but liken IL to the great damask roses that
dropped beside it, living picture in liv.
ing frame, for all about it twned the deli.
cate vine leayes and blossoms.
"Will she never come2' murmured the
sweet, red lips, while look of impatient
longing fell upon the fair brow. "The
train has come and gone, she should be
here now, and-ah, there she is"
She had scarcely reached the front-door
before the stage drew up by the gate and a
slender figure in gray alighted. The next
instant the two young girls were clasped in
each others arms.
"Oh, Pearle, my beautiful dearp cried
the younger, winding her arms round the
other. "How have missed you. And
did you have lovely time?'
Eyes, Refine" replied her sister; but
there was something in her tones that made
her companion wonder, and when Refine
Delaire looked closer she saw that the girls
beautiful face was changed.
1t had always been delicate and family
tinted, but now il wore an ashy-paller:
there were circles under the large, blue
eyes and the mouth looked drawn.
my darling Pearle, You are ILL.," she
cried,springng forward. ''Ob, how strange
you look"
Pearle turned her eyes mournfully upon
her, and said, in sad, hollow tsnes:
"Reine, my heart is brokenw
Then, without warning, she fell pros
trate in dead faint, and when she recover.
ed it was only to break out into wild ray
ings; and so for days she lay in the grasp
of terrible fever, and from her incoherent
words her sister cleaned her sad story.
While visiting her friend, Edith Fay, she
had met man to whom she had given hel
maiden fancy; a man who had won hel
love only to cast it aside like an old gar.
meHt; man who had broken her heart fol
a seasons pastime, and had gone on hi.
way carelessly, while she had come home
| to die.
Shep knew it was her deathblow; and
Refine, watching her in her delirium, grew
to hate the man who had wrought thi.
cruel deed; and when at last the fever wa.
spent and Pearle lay there weak but con
scious, she made her tell the story all oyel
again, and wept between her upbraidings.
'Pearle, lis.en," she said, while her darl
eyes gllttered. 81 will ayenge this wrong
| will meet him and strike him back blow
for blow. He is looking for wealthy cir
i will deceive him. will take our littl
fortune and follow him. And when W,
meet"
Her little hands clinched; her scarlet lip
closed ominously.
Pearle knew she would keep her word
she knew that her sister was rarely beauti
full, that her charms were many, and tina
she would accomplish this thing she hat
sci her heart upon. A look of relief cam
oyer her thin face.
'If he could but suffer as he has mad
me suffer-" she murmured. "Ah, Edwin
Vary, am dying, but as a legacy leav
you-my sisters vengeance
Refine took her hand; it was alread
growing cold; the shadows were falling
upon the pinched features. She fell upol
her knees with passionate cry and bowe,
her head; when she looked up again, Pearl
was dead.
81 think that Miss Gaspard is a consum
mate coquette."
The speaker was one OF three ladies VIII
stood ON the wide piazza of the Atlanti
House, the most fashionable hotel of
popular summer resort.
The gaze of all was directed at coupl
who were sauntering down the wide prone
made, darkly handsome young man and
bewitching vision of feminine lovliness.
The form, set off by a toilet of light olly
and cream, was perfection itself, and th
face under the soft leg-horn, wreathed wit
null and May blossoms, was dazzling wit
its damask tints and glorious, brown eye
and expression of piquancy.
|
repeated the speaker. "And it is surpriI
ing how the men admire her."
"Not surprising to my mind" said an
other. 'She is handsome, she is yivacioui
she is rich. You know they say her e
tates in the south are very extensive ar
that her income is more than bountiful.
, "Then / should think she would bswaI
of fortune hunters. There's Edwin Vars
with her now, and his friend, Romns
Harmon, dances attendance upon HI
They are both handsome ana clsper. bI
poor; believe me, each has an eye to II
main chance"
!. II do not believe Edwin Parry is 70
tune-hunter There is somsthinE real
noble about him. l wonder whom 81
prsfers9"