Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1889-06-29
LURED AWAY;
The STORY OF A WEDDlNG-RlNG
BY CHARLOTTE NJ. BRAEGE.

4 NoN.N 10 hach 10 niIl II / coNlu, the
Said; and. just a. the thoaght OF going TO
Braiyn had once seemrd - her 80 cmhDly
all that was most desirable ina the world,
so now thc thought of going back TO Paul
made her heart beat with delight,
She must 10 back. OF cou.se Lord
Nar.sWood would never forgive -her; but
she jid mot seem 10 care now so mach fer
,uat. she had tried both lives, ana she
knew That for real happiness the life she
hai iel with tier husband was the trocst.
~ VIII $50 TO him." She said. ii am not
happy here. / cannot live away from him
any longer"
Ia her own mind She felt sure that Lord
| Carlswoud wOn,l never disiuhcrit her 10Y
He had brought him up for ten years as
his heir, and Il did not seem probable that
0c Would ~disapppint him now. She re-
.oiyed 70 go; and, once having made tine
resolve, she was very much happier for 10.
Then the practical details began 90 trJu.
| bile her. She remembered that Tor ten
years she had heard nothing Of Pauls
whereabouts. Was he stii in The little
cottage? Her heart contracted with a sud-
den, terrible fear-Was he living or was he
drsat
When should she go? The sooner she
could find an opportunity the better it
Would be. Then she was obliged 10 put
aside her thought for a tine. Lord Carls-
wood had made a point Of her attendance
| a. Lady Brcntway's ball, and she was
compelled to go.
She was especially careful about her
dress that night, She wore a robe Of pale
violet velvet, with Il suite Of superb dia-
mOnds, Lord Carlswo0d's present to her.
Never In her life had tsmay Waldron
looked more beautiful.
The rooms were crowded when she
reached Lady Brentway's. AS usual, she
was surrounded by a crowd Of admirers,
and then she forgot for a time her doubts,
her fears, her troubles. Her beautiful
face grew radiant. her eyes shone bright
as stars; she was the very embodiment OF
beauty and grace; her voice sounded like
sweetest music, her laugh was sweeter
than. the chime Of bells. She was en-
chanting: people looked on her with won
der. She danced two or three times, and
then, feeling tired, sat down, Lady Brent
way seated herself by her side.
II nave the lion Of the season here, Mrs.
Waldron. WIN you allow me 10 intro
ducc him to youf'
ITO which particular lion do you al.
lude9' she asked.
"Mr. Dale of Ravensdale, the popular
| member as he is called. He is a very
handsome man, with "A sad, half-bitter eX-
| preston of face. You must charm him
| and convert him; we want him on the
Tory side. | told Lord Brentway, if any
one could convert him, it must be you"
Making conversions is not much in
my line" replied Mrs. Waldron.
Political, Of course. | have made many
| political conversions"
II hope they were sincere ones" said the
beautiful woman, with "A laugh.
Il hope 40, too. If nature had gifted me
| with a face like yours, / should have made
| many more. Here comes Mr.. Dale. have
been wondering why he accepted my invi-
tation; he goes nowhere"
The next moment a tall figure was bow
ing before her. Lady Brentvay said
Mrs. Waldron. allow me TO introduce
Dir. Dale to you" Then, bent upon hos
pitable cares, Lady Brentway moved
away.
1smay looked into the handsome face
| bending near her; and then a short, sud
| den stihsd cry came from her lips, her
| face grew suddenly white rs death, her
| eyes assumed "A startled incredulous look.
"Mr. Dale!" she said, In a low voice like
! that Of one in n dream.
There vas no answering look; the face
into which she saGed was cold and dark
and proud.
She claspcd her hands tightly.
pray pardon me- she said. "You are
50 much like 1t is-it is Paul himself
Paul. DO yon not know me'"
II have not the pleasure u knowing
Mrs. Waldron," he said, turning abruptly
away.
She stood looking after him. wonder,
fear, love, dismay, all striving for mastery.
ut 10 PAUL" she said. AS surely rs /
breathe there Is my husband. and he doSs
not know me!'
The whole room seemed turning round.
A nervous cry rose TO her lips which she
could with difficulty repress. She locked
after the tall stately figure.
at is-it must be Paul, " she murmured.
That is Pauls figure and Pauls face;
| yet-no. ! must be dreaming. How could
Paul be Mr. Dale, and u member OF Pal
liamentf must be going msdv'
Lord Brecon came up 10 AJAX her b. dance;
she declined, and he looked with wonder
at her pale, agitated face.
Arr you i'll, Mrs. Waldron'"
mo" she replied, Il am well enough;
but l Nm puzzled. Lord Brecon, do you
know anything Of the new member. Mr..
Dale"
Nothing much" he answered. "Gknow
he is wonderfully clever, and have heard
TINT he Is a self-made mamie has risen
10y his own efforts"
What was he originally" she asked,
with trembling lips.
II cannot tell; | have never heard. He
rose from the humblest ranks, | believe.
Does he interest you, Mrs. Waldronf"
"All clever people interest me-" she re-
piled.
~ wish that ! were clever" said Lord
BrecOn.
"ls he-Mr. Dale-married, do you
know" she inquired,
IL think not. | have met him several
times. but never heard Of "A Mrs. Dale
And then Lord Brec0n, seeing that Mrs.
Waldron was distrditc and unwilling to
talk, went away.
1T - Paul" she said, rs she watched
| the stately figure. 81 remember that fash
| ion OF bending his head remember-ah
me, !oW shall | bear ity 1t is most surely
PAUL.
lie was standing somewhat apart, look
ing Over some photographs, She watched