Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1890-11-20
EVELYN'S SECRET.
a Villainous Mans Deception and
a Happy Ending

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All around her the golden glory of
summertime, in the distance green
hills lifting their verdure crowned
heads to Heaven, and at her feet the
ripping waves.
A girl, dreaming a girls day dream
dreaming of her lover and his love for
her.
And he did love her. What greater
bliss could earth hold for her than
that?
True he had never told her so in
words, but every action showed the
passionate tenderness of his heart where
Evelyn Clayton was concerned.
Gerard Carrisbroke, the master of the
stately mansion whose granite towers
she could see from the windows of her
cottage home, loved her, and earth was
fairer, the flowers brighter, the sky
bluer since the glad truth had broken
over her soul.
Her life had been bright enough be-
fore at the cottage home of her idolized
sister, dark-eyed Iona, the petted bride
of year-bright enough before, but it
was glorified now.
Her womanhood was crowned with
glory since Gerard CarrisbrOke first
looked into her lovely, earnest eyes.
She was very beautiful, this Evelyn
Clayton, with a rare, fair loneliness,
with eyes of turquoise-blue and hair of
Titan gold, with level brows and sweep
ing lashes; low, white forehead, and
crimson mouth.
Standing there, with the glow of the
sunset falling around her, she was fair
as a poets dream, her robe of paleblue
Indian muslin clinging gracefully to
the slender, girlish form, the faint sea
breeze tossing the red gold tendrils Of
hair into closer rings on her brow, and
deepening the rose flush on her delicate
cheeks.
And then there was a step on the sand
"a slight, firm step-and it was almost
at her side before she turned her dainty
head and raised her lovely eyes to the
face of Gerard Carri3broke.
II have been to the cottage just now"
he said, land they told me you were
here, and''- happy laugh-"here
am as we'll and-sweetheart! sweet
notwithstanding off with passion of
love in his voice that made the girl
tremble-'sweetheart, tell me am well
Gomez
ELECTROMAGNETIC sweet voice low, the
lovely eyes dropping beneath his glance
you know you are welcome"
Evelyn, do you know how would
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ling? AS the Irish maiden welcomed
her lover:
'Come in the evening or come in the morning,
Come when you're looked for or come without
warning,
Kisses and welcome you'll find here before you,
And the oftener you come, love, the more I'll
adore you"
Evelyn laughed lightly.
. 'BashfulneSs could hardly be classed
among your failings," she said.
Gerard's eyes were resting on her
face, all his passionate love cleaning in
their depths.
Evelyn, your heart must have told
you how 1 love you," he said. "Sweet-
heart can you give me your heart in re-
turn for mine-your love for the pas
sionate, deathless love offer you?"
There was a moments silence; the
girls face grew pale, her slender form
tremb led.
Darling, have 1 frightened you?
Evelyn, speak to me-"
frightened me? Well, hardly that
tho color coming back to her face;
'but oh, Gerard! Gerard, am not wor-
thy of such passionate love!'
worthy? My love! my queenp
1t was well they were alone, though
after all it would have made little diff
ference. for the next moment she was
folded close in his arms, his passionate
love-kisses falling like rain on her lips
and brow and red-gold hair.
d" oh, for an hour where the sun first found US,
Out on the beach with his red cloak round usi
Oh, for an hour, and you, love, near me,
None but the waves and you to hear mer
''All day the words of that sweetest
Of love-songs have rung in my ears,
Evelyn" he said.
"'Oh, for an hour. and you. love, near me,
None but the waves and you to hear me-"
And 1t was all love, sweet love, that
the waves listened to, and no word spoke
he then of the failing of all the earris-
brokeS; no word left his lips OF the ter
rible jealousy that was Carrisbroke
inheritance, curse that had wrecked the
happiness of many bright lives * mis-
name.
So the bright, sweet summer passed.
ana Evelyn Clayton grew fairer. # pos
sible, in the happy bliss Of her sweet
love-dream-the love-dream so soon to
knew bitter awakening.
And then, when all was fair and
bright and life like cloudless summer
sky, the shadow fell, the shadow that
aarkened life for Evelyn Clayton, dark
ened thefair love-dream that had been
so maaIy, so perilonsly sweet
'Ia love, II love be love and love be ours.
Faith p faith can ne'er be equal powers
Unfai sht Is want Of faith IN ALL
Tn was Evelyn Clsyton's belief
until the day Gerard Carrisbroke's mad
Jealousy. laid her life barren and bare