Daily Republican., 1889-11-07
FAIR BUT FALSE.
By GUINEvERE.

Bailey Moore ought to bs scourged, but
it's p ain case oil infatuation. 1 don't
believe he cares AZ much for the pretty
creole as he does for Dorothy Kingdoms
little finger, but the siren has him fast,
and before he CONS 10 his senses poor
Dorott Us heart will be broken
Guy q rard looked up with one OF hia
comprehensive, sympathetic chances, and
slow shook lis head.
His was face that one does not see
every day, not strictly handsome, but
with sucn nobility Of feature, power and
tenderness blended.
A massive brow and Grm mouth, aud
deep, soft, dark eyes.
When he smiled his face grew wonder
fully radiant aud tender ne q woman's;
when lie irovned 10 was as dark and stern
~ outraged Jove's.
'some one ought to warn Moore, "
said Cecil Hayes. alter pause.
$50 what ehdP sid Girsrd, his llps
curling IN fine tc0rD. "Do you think ~
wouli listpn nowi Cora Ferrant has him
completely in her power-she means to
marry him"
'Do you really think soi"
81 do, Indeed. She lie too much In
earnest or lighter motives.
II nm sorry" said Hayes. "She Is q
beautiful woman, but not the sort that
makes good wives. Somehow, she has
the ar oil au adventures to mr.. I wonder
where Mrs. Kidgway found herP'
"Mrs. Pidgway Is not over-cautious,
answered Glrard. "She Is q weak. frivol-
Gus woman, ssa Gorarhps- CHI rmed her
as she does many o'hers."
"ura. Moore does not like her."
mo; Dorothy Kingdom is her pot, and
she has alwaxs looked forward to the
time when che and Bailey you'd marry"
All, poor Doro thyW
A faint shadow passed over Guy
Girari's face, aud bis lips drew together.
He rose abruptly, and with brief
excuse, withdrew.
Passing through the corridor on the
way to his own apartment, he met the
girl OF whom they sad she was breaking
her heart Tor Bale, Moorc's sake.
She was In n sof', wbits dress, with
her arms full Of great pink roses; her
short golden curla hung loosely about
her iare.
"Have you one small bud to spareF'
asked Guy, pausipg with a smile.
"You will have to help yourself, u
answered Dorothv.
He stopped above the mass OF fragrance
and selected tiny, pale bud.
VIII Q hoy stood there, q patter OIL
footsteps anu soft swish OF sllken skirts
announced the approach OF Cora Fer
rant
ooh, what beautiful rosesl" she cri d.
"Nay have one to complete my toilelf'
1t was as If the sunshine had suddenly
faded. Girard's face hardened, and
Dorothy looked paer. But the beautiful
creole, gayly talking, appropriated a
rose, and coquettish'y drew 1t through
the masses of bronze hair.
81 am going for q STROLL" she said.
''Do you know whether Mr.. Moore IL
waiting for me or not7 MOI well dare
say be 10; he always has to wait for me.
Puuctuality is not one OF my ylrtues. Bv
the way, a walk In the outer air would
do you good-you're not looking well,
Mics Dor thy"
She smiled, touched Dorothy's cheek
carressinglv, and swisbed down the CORR
dor, humming the air OF an old Spanish
love. song.
Ali the while she had stood there Guy
Girard had not taken his eyes from her
dark, brilliant face.
~ have seen that face before" he NUT.
tered. "Not In the South-no, but
where wherei Ahr'
A start on Dorothy's part reused him.
az beg you pardon" he said. ~ was
lost In thought. am recalling certain
story, Miss Dorothy"
'tOi Cora Ferranl?" she asked.
~ do not know-yet, Let me speak
plainly. That woman stands between
you and happiness; she has charmed
Bailey Moore, but / know that In biz
heart, his love for you remains Intact.
Would you rouse him from this spell Il
you couid?"
She had bowed her flushing face while
be spoke, and now her answer came tal.
teringly;
II would save him from any danger
that threatened"
"To-nlght Mrs. Moore holds 9 recep
tion. Cora ferrant never wears dress
cut low at the hack. Have you noticed
T.? Iwaut you to find out II there 10 9
reason Tor 1t. There may be q scar OF
her rignt shoulder"
Dorothy looked up quickly, but she lid
not question him.
al will fnd out, II possible" she sal d.
He thanked her and turned away, ST III
grave and thoughtful. The girls soft
gaze followed him.
"You THU Bailey still love- me, and
you are trying TO make me happy, sht
thought "But you never questioned
my love for him."
Meanwhile Girard was thinking Of tn,
golden-haired girl he had just lett.
"And, Tor such @ woman as Cora Fer