San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-11-19

the soft incidental music was changed to
one long shrek
In a moment the stage and orchestra
were alike empty. A few who had time to
look had seen tall dark man spring from
his box upon the stage. IL was Lionel De
lura. He seized Lola Marina in his arms,
ard Knowing the stage exits and entrances
so well had no difficulty in getting out into
the open air with her by the rear entrance.
Here the company were gathered, some in
the costumes they had worn, some half
dressed, having left their dressing rooms
as they were changing costumes for the
new scene The atmosphere was heavy
with smoke as Lola came to life again in
Delura's arms. II seemed to her that she
must he dreaming some mad dream.
Thank God. ma'am!' cried her maid.
throwing black lace shawl over Lola's
head and shoulders. ITS awful in there
wonder we got out alive"
Are You all there?" roared the mana
ger.
"The childn' cried Lola. THE child
Where is she?"
"Oh, my God! forgot all about herr
cried the maid. 81 left her in the dressing
room"'
she must he savedg' cried Lola. Then,
is still in my dressing room. Anything he
asks to the man who saves the childl Any
thing! Anything" But only one replied
to her cry-the man who had a moment
before held her in his arms, Lionel Delura.
81 will try" he said calmly, gazing into
the pit of flame revealed by the open door,
Gods knows If it be possible. Adieu,
Lola. Before go one word Of all strove
in vain TO say to yOu-Lopez lied to you"
Then he dashed into the house.
This time Lola did not faint. She stood
motionless as n statue, watching the blaz-
ing structure. In her heart she said:
''If he dies, also will die | will kill
myself!''
All about her shrieks of horror arose.
The moments sped away.
'Ie will never be seen alive again." said
a voice at her side.
Il hope that fend there is happy now"
whispered a woman.
Lola reprcssed moan, and even as she
clinched her hands and set her teeth, out
of the flames emerged figure, it's clothes
dropping from it in finder, its face scarlet,
its hair and beard searching, but in his
arms the little one unframed.
A roar of joy went up from the crowd.
The maid, with a cry of delight, caught
the little one to her breast, and Lionel
sunk at her feet.
Anything he asked, you said" he pant
| ed Give me one kiss before die"
She bent over him and gave him twenty.
She held him to her bosom.
MY lovel" she cried. my darling"
Listen" he painted 81 told you Lopez
lied. He left me delirious on bed of sick
ness to utter that falsehood. He wanted
you for himself. There was no girl. None
at all Only you. Lola. He confessed it
on his dcathbed and babe the priest tell
me. Since then have searched for YOU"
His eyes closed and he lost consciousness,
and Lola dropped beside him sobbing her
heart out. for she thought him dead. But
though fate is very cruel often, this time
she relented. Cherished by loving hearts,
tended by loving hands, Lionel fought his
way back to life, and today Lola is his
wife, and they dwell together there among
the magnolias, happy in each others love.
MARY Kyle Dallas in Fireside Companion.
Compassion of a Turkey,
"ln speaking Of expressions Of maternal
feelings shown by male fowls a remarka-
BILE incident Of the kind came under my
observation not long since" remarked
lady well known In social circles here 81
have among my fowls" she continued, "a
fine turkey gobbler 2 years old Having a
setting of young turkeys just off the nest
with Hamburg hen | put this young
brood in a separate coop from that in which
the hen had been accustomed to roost. In
a short time the hen betook her ladyship
to her old perch, leaving the young turkeys
to shift for themselves.
"The old gobbler in question was a spec
tator of the hens unwarranted actions,
and doubtless did not approve of the same,
for he left his perch, called the young
turkeys (only few days old) under his
wings, and covered them for the night
The next morning the hen attempted to
assume maternal control over the little
birds. but the gobbler disputed her right,
and especially her power, to take care of
them. He refused to allow the hen TO have
any further management of the little fam
lily which she had cruelty neglected He
travels all day with them, hunting the
choicest morsels of food. which he Jealous
ly gives to his orphans He guards them
with watchful eye, and it is worth the
hens life to come near his little flock The
young turkeys are now half grown, aud
have never known Il mothers cure"
1t is indeed very seldom that the male
turkey takes such freaks as this How.
ever, the above story is authentic
St. Louis Globe Democrat.
How the Householder Is Cheated.
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