Nevada County picayune., 1890-01-22

l from his doom.
 Janet was not rich. She was an artist, and earned fair salary, from which she contrived to save portion every year, so that now she was quite independent. A slender. graceful brown-cyed girl, all alone in the world, she worked away at her easel and watched the clouds gathering up- on the horizon of Harvey Winston $ i life: and all that she could do was to offer up silent prayers to Heaven for pity and help for him.
 And now. though only six months married, Harvey was beginning to reap the harvest that he had sown. His wife proved to be vain, frivo- lOus nOnentitv-a woman with a nar- row mind, whose sole object in life was to attract admiration. For that she lived and moved
 And now there was to be a grand ball at the hotel-the scene of this sketch is large and prosperous sea- side town called Lynde-and Rosa lie had set her heart upon attending, arrayed in the glories of pale-pink silk robe, fine enough for the wife of her husbands employer a costume which she had selected because it had been proposed by 'that dear, de- lightful Captain Houston!"
 Captain Houston was decidedly a black cloud in Harveys domestic sky. He had constituted himself Rosaiie's cavalier. He rode and drove, danced and sung with the pretty Mrs. Winston; and poor Ros- allie, yielding to the fascination of his presence, was more than half in love with the handsome Captain, who was a new conner at Lynde and a great fayorite in the ball room. And here, after Rosaie had promised to appear at the ball in that elegant pink -and-white costume in which she was to create sensation, not only did Harvey refuse to accompany her, but he forbade her to attend.
 A terrible scene followed. Poor Rosalo, blinded by her own vanity and love of pleasure, did not realize the extent of the wrong she was do- ing. After a stormy discussion of the subject she secretly determined to attend the ball at all hazards.
 ''If you go," Harvey Winston had declared in the white heat of anger, you will be no longer wife of mine :! shall construe it into desire that you wish to part from me forever. shall say no more, Rosa 1 lie. l know that my arguments are worse than useless. You think of nothing in the world but amuse- ment.
 He turned away and left the house, not angry but thoroughly dishcar'- . ened. Marriage was a failure, of that there could be no manner of doubt, and he did not pause to re- fleet that that failure was due to the ill-assorted union between himself and Rosale. A butterfly chained to working bee would be fair simile.
 As soon as Rosalic was left alone she burst into flood of angry tears, and wept for many moments--wept and wrung her hands, and indulged in Mysteries nntil she was interrupted by the announcement of caller Captain Louis Houston.
 He was shown into the room before she had time to hide her tears. Tall and handsome, Captain Houston was an attractive man, but the stu dent of human nature would distrust the expression in his crafty eyes, and there were cruel lines about his mouth. But to Rosaic he was every thing handsome and heroic.
 Ten minutes after his arrival the Captain had extracted the whole story. His eyes flashed with a wicked light. He caught her in his arms.
 "0h, Rosalie! Rosalic!" he cried passionately. "You are too good for Harvey Winston He does not appreciate you. But l love you. l can not help it. have striven hard against it, but it is fate. We are congenial; we were made for each other. Fly with me. Rosalie! Let us fly tonight. l will take you to my mothers house in Pennsylvania. 1 ,,l o,oo tbara q diyorcp shall he ob-