The Lebanon express. (Lebanon, Linn County, Or.) 1887-1898, 1890-10-10
MARRIED FOR MONEY.

MARRIED FOR MONEY.
Mrs. Estes looked at her friend Mrs.
Haslitt moment and laughed very
sweet peal of laughter, indeed.
Il believea-her line eyebrows went
up q lttle-.1 really believe-yes-
that yen are in love with your hus-
bands You. Beatrice HowlandI'
The younger woman flushed, then
smiled. perhaps little bitterly.
rs It so very extraordinary If amen
VERY
Mrs. Estes got up with rustic of soft
silk. She was very pretty little wo-
man; one who still looked very younp.
In her .ssetn what woman ever ceased
90 look young until she was quite, quite
old? She was divorcee. The fact
obliged her. as she herself said, some-
what plaintively, to be very careful.
Standing near the heavy hangings
OF the drawing-room door. she glanced
back. Yes. Beatrice was handsomer
than she had ever been. 1t was not
the marvellous tea-gown alone. The
surrounding of. probably. the most
magnihcently beautiful drawino-room
In town did not produce the illusion.
either. though these things We're potent.
Yes. You are in love with your hus-
band, Laura repeated, softly. evenly.
You. who married for money-just
TOR money. Think of it,"
Beatrice Haslitt flushed again.
oh, my dear, we both did that. /
think, she replied, coolly. Only
your marriage was not quite so sue
eessful rs mine
Would the woman never leave her
alone? Her visits. though they were
M - A
wife into nervous agitation that
would last carefully repressed as il
was, for hours. All, bahi What did
itssignify, after alls Laura was dis
appointed woman. Laura - poor
LaHra-had been little enyious al
ways Why should she. Beatrice Has
litl. mind what the other might sayp
Arthur HaSlitt's wife could afford to
be generous She had everything
everything.
A little cathedral clock in a farther
room tolled the hour, and Mt the mo-
ment the hangings of the doors were
pushed aside. The color deepened in
her cheek Daintily, with the coauetry
of a happy woman. she advanced to-
ward her husband. His back was
turned toward the light. She did not
see his face. Close upon him she
t1E4AtcCA anu A1lSGu the UIOrV
OF its beauty. all the flush Of her love
upon il.
ARTHUR
With little laugh (she thought it
was jesD she caught the lapels of his
coat in her jeweled hands and shook
his playfully. Then for the first time
Arthur Haslitt moved She saw his
face. and she staggered back.
fnrra.ff- s4.n ~ -.
No more comedies. please. fhe said.
The woman gave one glance into his
eyes and understood. 1t had come;
her past was about to face her With
out removing her eyes from his. she
sank into chair. If he would only |
not be so caimi She Shivered.
We viii make this scene as brief |
as possible, " said Arthur Haslitt. 1T |
y not necessary for me to remark that |
i am perfectly aware that men are 4
married every day for their money. 1t |
Is not thought crime. | happen to /
TO think differently. For wears | l
sought o woman who could not be /
bought. You lied so successfully that /
l thought my supreme ideal had been |
found in you. A letter written before /
our marriage and sent me to-day has 1
opened my eyes to the truth. The /
ANONYMOUS hand who dealt the blow / |
despise. The proof of my own humili-
alton cannot refuse to believe. The |
letter was apparently written to some
foolish lad who loved you. whom YOU |
perhaps loved in return, but to whom |
you preferred Arthur Haslitt because
he had thousands, and YOU were tired
of poverty. Ny LAWYER viii inform
You in the course of 4 few DAYS of the
monetary arrangements made in Your
behalf. / think you will find them
ample. / shall myself have left within
half an hour
Beatrice had not stirred muscle.
She sat there still, after he had gone,
perfectly motionless. The rumble of
carriages over the stones of the street
came to her ear. The nearer stiffness
was unbroken. Suddenly the cathe-
dral chimes give one deep, bell-like
note. The half-honrl
Frantically she started to her feet
and touched the bell.
The servant appeared
Mr. Haslitt-tell him-I wish to see
him immediately
The impassiye face before her did not
move.
''Mr. Haslitt has been gone a few
madame
Gonei
A narrow lane. wooden porch with
-he paint Clipped off. little chill sit
ing room, where a woman sat en-
Droidering by the failing light.
This was the picture Mrs Estes car
led away with her when she went
back to town.
She was woman whose nerves were
ron Had they been less, they might
Iuiyered a little now. As it was,
laura Estes thought only What a
oolf''
What 4 fool had Beatrice Haslitt
,een to give up everything to which
he was entitled as Arthur Haslitt's
wife. OF course. il had been done to .
how her husband that money was as
taught 10 her. after all But it was
aura Estes opinion that she might as {
veil have spared herself such a self
acrifiee.
Arthur Haslitt was not so easily won
'ack. No nor so easily won. eitheri I
nd here the woman's eyes grew derk.
all her scheming to be in vainP |
wo years she had been in Paris now. !
nd HaslItt had been there also. But c
he was no nearer to her goal. And l
hat was her goal? Her divorce had I
cen pending when she first met /
sfhur Haslitt. She had then and a
determined that so soon as she Q
she would marry him. She
loved any one in all her
life; but she loved him. d