The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1888-09-28

All came out the next eveuir2, or
the Hill behind the house, whittier Cora
Elicit, and had strcIled. Mrs Tyrr1ls
leaned back AGAINST a friendly mound
and looked out into the pight-ore O.
those exquisite, luminous, distinctly Cal
lfOruiEI nights.
The scents Of a thousand flcwers-t5at
Of the orange blossom rising above tho
rest as the voice of the prima DOM
leads and accentuates the song Of the
chorus drifted upward TO charm oUE
senses
Cora sighed 4 little and then began:
Miss Pickett said aid not understand
men at all-that ] was too unsuspect.2E.
too confiding. She said men liked OplaF
with such women, but that they sUs-
pected most those women wEo treatel
them best"
Miss Pickett be hangedP' burst foTtL
from Elliott.
''Then you don't think have done so
very wrong2' and her velvet eyes locked
into his with-a troubled sweetness
''Wrongi Humphr'
"How dreadful 1t seems 70 never trust
anyonel / believe / would rather he
always deceived than come to that
''You see, - turning to me, q am strange
ly situated. i am widow, and yet am
scarcely more than girl.
'You never have heard about my mar
riace? 1t occurred four years ago, when
l was only seventeen, and still at school.
Nj TyrreIl was kind TO me-and was
romantic.
I'VE were married on n Friday, and on
Monday my husband was summoned TO
Mexico on business. It was August, and
they feared ] would take the fever. so
was decided that / must remain
| home. Some time in September came
+aIarrrar, Mr. Tyr-rr D. .r
deeth.
| "a wife of but four weeks, away from
! my husband when hc Gicd-iAaCine ny
| fcelinCsi For over three years ] have
! lived in seclusion. Now you can under
/ stand how natural Il is that should make
/ mistakes"
In her eyes rose mist thatyvas danger
/ ous 10 the Englishman's cherished com
posure. He brcathcd hard, cleared Lis
Z throat, and shifted his position. Finally
! Ettle smile stole over Ccra's Fps, ana
! she gave him n glance that was iike .
! carcss-I often told her she kissed WITH
/ her Jyes.
The next day who should arrive but the
/ English girl! This advent, it seems, was
the result of an arrangement made some
months before in England, and which
/ Elliott had not had the nerve TO discOun-
/ tenance.
hall when Harriet Norton c'aepcd her
lovers hand in greeting. No words a-e
! needed 10 tell a sensitive woman v hen
I she has lost mans affection. Harriet
( knew it then and thcre-I could tell 10y
/ the paIIor that overspreaG lcr face,
and the sudden drawn look about her
Z mouth
Within ten days she had departed. ac-
companied by her CiE1idCd aunt, who
1 Oh, VT . che
a reserved girl, had learned 10 esteem
her even in that short time
at is very strange" she said. Percy
and have known each other from child
| hood. believed 1 could trust him utter
! ly." Here n tear welled up in her clear
| true eyes. - have never loved any man
but him.
I'VE were to have been married next
winter. ! wonder how it viii seem Reve-
to see him again"
Then her gaze wandered over to the
softly tinted mountains, and she seemed
almost TO forget my presence.
He is honorable after 4 fashion, and he
would live up 10 his word, but / do not
care for promise after the life has gone
out of it.'
1t was perhaps q month after this that
Mr.. Eliott's engagement to Mrs. Tyrrcll
was formally announced.
Cora went about with a Iithenes5
subtly suggestive Of happiness, yet with
no undue demonstrations OF triumph.
There WAS even an underciIrrcuJ Of sad
ness running through it all as though
she realized That her gain was uuo.her'.s
loss. Her conduct EcC-n 10 bc pronounced
admirable even by t,soscvho at L.et criti-
ciscd LCr rscvercly. Society forrivcs1 most
anything sCouerthan an exhibition Of LID
taste.
Late one afternoon we were oil out on
the piazza, Elliott among us waiting fo-
Cora to come down, when a tll stalwarJ
fellow strCdc Up TO the door.
There was = certain boi,Iuoss IN his
stride, a certain freedom in the swing
Of lis arms, which Desp-.-y CeteTu,iua-
/ ton
lie asked for Mrs TyrreU She han
pened TO como ont just en, locEug
even more dainty than J.sual, in her
clinging riding habit But as s,.t caugl 1t
sight of the visitor she sJsi p-G short, as
though turned 10 stone.
We'll. Cora he began.
StiIl she did uotspoaz, but simply stared
riEidIy before her, her checks - white IS
the flowers at her breast.
Il don't call this exactly a tropical
greeting" he continued.
Somebody laughed. Cora's rallo-
changed TO a hot rcd. She shut her teen
together with O snap.
Il thought you were in Australia, - she
gasped.
ayes. | know you did, >" he rojoincd y ith
asperity. But you see am back again.
You might as wen pack up and come
along"
Il win not, she answered, digging. Lol
little heels into the door.
You viii not?" quietly. ''I tl-s'- you
will"
At this Percy ElHote n, Q. anl
walking resolutely up TO ,le ma.
said:
Understand that you are dealin,
with a man as well as a deienseles
woman"
And what business is it Of yours'' re
torted the stranger coolly. - reckon
man has n right to his own wife"
We looked at each other aghast.
But it proved only too true. This wa
Mrs TyrreIl's husband, she had Ice.
married ten years, and, worst of all, 81
was thirty three years old
The Santa Barbara Vulture ferreted
an out and served it up in three double
leaded columns It's diligence also els
covered that soon after meeting Elliot
the enterprising widow had sccretlyinst
tuted a suit FOR divorce. Tyrrcl returrln
from Australia barely in time to quas
the proceedings.
She's thesmartest woman on the vvhol
coast" he proudly observed to the inte
rogating reporter-'u l am speaking
my own property"
We saw Mrs. Tyrrell no more. II VIZ
our last glimpse of those appealing eye
that soft silken hair
Elliott left prccipitately for Enclan,
j hope that Harriet Norton was strou
enough TO Withstand his ccntrite tear
But a wODap's heart Is a curious thing.
LAST year we made in this count
over sixteen millions OF barrels of hoo
This. al the nsIlal ratnil ,-ntn ~ u - :,