The National tribune., 1890-04-24


hated where had loved In full communion
with the wicked ones about me. planned re-
yenge. ] rejoiccd in my madness and welcomed
my heritage.
II was hours before went below and then
/ listened calmly 10 their carefuiy-told plans
Carl was going abroad for year. Mamma
and Louise were TO travel: they were 10 visit
the mountains aud valleys of California; they
would perhaps join party now forming Tor the
Yellowstone Park.
This was the end ] uttered no word of
protest. ] was overwhelmed with a plying
consideration from them. / hated ia silence.
One day, soon after, he left U.s. ! letting him 20
without a word of protest affection. ! did
not resist, however. when lac took me IN his
arms, kissed me, aud with tears in his eyes
swore lie would love rue forever. ] smiled,
shrugged my shoulders. but uttered no word.
saw they were relieved al MY sensible COURSE
they had expected Mysteries. gave them no
outward sign OF weakness 10 gloat over.
9" Life went on; We Travelled saw nature in
many moods and phases; met many people;
weeks stretched 70 months months rolled into
years one, two, three.
Meanwhile had lived with Mrs. Maitland
called heF mamma, Travelled with her. read and
| sang 20 her. kissed her dutifuly each night and
morning enjoying ali a daughters rights, CRATE
/ ful 10 her for none ] succeeded ia removing
4 from her mind all fear Of my love for Carl. She
/ believed il dead resumed her old talk of him
| read rue has letters aud how hated her-inal-
/ ~ told me OF his engagementto Alice Hunting
/ ton. the daughter Of her friend IN England.
| Next came the news Of his intended marriage
/ and homecoming
The child Of heredity was forgotten. an
/ nOunced myself delighted, aud pleaded with
/ mamma % TetnTn at once to New York, that We
might get our house in readiness 70 receive
them. She was entirely deceived. and kissed
me teudcrly when made the proposition. IL
! was fortunate that she could not know how her
kisses turned my blood 10 flames Of anger.
Ny friends regarded me an artist. Twas
| al least artistic ia my tastes. and when in-
| sisted that Cari's suit Of rooms must be re-
| decorated and reiurnisHed, mamma left il all 10
| me. The tint OF the wall the tone Of the
/ carpets rugs and drapcries even the carved
| wood chamber.suit aud the costly covers oil
silk and lace for tie bridal bed were selected
on my approval. The toilet covers aud cushions
had either embroidered or painted but the
! crOWninR work Of malice was the dainty white
| silk uight-rGbe which ! made for her, en-
br0!dcred elabDrateIy IN bleeding hearts, and
left lightly folded under the pillow
"Ihis done waited aud when the great day
Of their arrival came ] was fully prepared
Z" How that dag passed hardly know, but all
through the trip TO the wharf with Mrs Matt
land, the meeting with my lover aud the
woman who filled my rightful place, main.
tanned the perfection Of aiicctionate, siEtery
cumposure. ] even submitted 10 The light COO
kiss that hc laid on MY cheek, without shrek
ing or striking him dead with the sharp, slender
stiletto now always wore concealed on ms
person.
" lie was a Misunderstanding man, and hil
bride was worthy Of him. Ny jealous sou
perceived everything, aud in The tender tOnc
aud Chances with which ne carcsscd that Lowell,
creature, felt depth Of love that had neve
been mine. Once during the day ! left then
all 10 pace my own room, alternately kigsin,
and weeping over picture Of the boy who has
loved me, aud then caressiug the bright slender
: weapon for which had 80 important mission
That night our house was filled with people
reception TO the bride. / recall now only
; the blaze Of lights the Odor Of banked flower
aud that woman standing in my rightful place
, 1t was over at last, aud we, the family, wer,
saying goodnight on the stairs What pic
ture. Carl and his wife had paused on th,
upper landing. lie turned, speaking to hi
mother below, his arm lightly clasping hii
wife, whose brown head dropped YEARLY upoI
his shoulder.
, 80 Carl, dear,'-it was Mrs. Maitland VIII,
: spOke,-'yOu must remember that il is siste
Louise, not myself, whom you are to thank TO
your ncwly-dec0rated rooms. IL was this ltL
J girl and the woman flung her arm around ne
who planned, selected all, and it was her hand
that painted or embroidered all the prettl
trihes you will fnd'
Ignoring the thanks ] saw they were abou
to insuh me with, i laughed gaily, kisset
, mamma goodnight, and fed TO my room