Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1891-09-01

two drew out single curl OF reddish
gold.
st. Cyr's eyes sparklcd.
"rhe very thing" cried he. "Look.
Belle, isn't that an exact matchw
"Exactr exclaimed Belle. "Tho pre-.
else color we have hunted all over Ma.
pies for"
Lovely hair II was, metallic in ils |
sheen, silken in its soitncss. and rs | /
held It IN my hand It seemed TO curl |
and writhe ns II Il were Instinct with /
life. dropped Il on tho counter with |
an involuntary shudder.
Whose is itf' said I.
Giuseppe Giglio shrugged his bowed
shoulders.
As well count tho sands Of tho sea.
shore" said he, las ondcavor TO trace
where such things come from. There
Il no disease lurking In them; further
than that we know mott
Charles 81, Cyr irowned.
Belle looked annoyed
| dovoutly wished then I had held
my tongue, and set myself 10 making
friends with n pretty peasant girl who
had come In to exchange her wealth Of
raven black hair for some gold orna.
ments that she coveted.
Presently Belle called TO me.
cts all right" sho said glcefully.
"rho wig Is TO be finished by tomor.
row night. Charley has gone up stair,
10 help Polly select Ncapolitan coral
brooch"
But Polly mover can airorln----
Eyes, she can; or Charley can, which
Is iust the same thing. And you're 70
have pink pendant, Lucia, dear. But
It's the strHngcst thing" conildcntially
twlning her arm In mine. "about that
hair wouldn't have Charley know Il
4, for tho world. but it's n womans hair;
saw Il lying In tho long curls In tho
drawer"
what difference docs that maker
said |.
"Nono in the world, Of course. But
Charley Is 90 ldgety, especially since
tlint wearing Illness Of his" said Belle.
''ls she dcadr
Belle started.
mot that know of no. should
say not. Does that lovely, glcamy hair
look like a dead woman'sl Don't. pray,
put any such ideas into Charley's
hcadp
mo I won't" said /, feeling moro
guilty than ever.
Charles 81. Cyr was upstairs, select.
Ing little bllous for Polly aud me ont Of
the half lighted store, and we went
home to dino with them In loggla
overlooking a garden Of white starred
lemon trees and furnished with nm.
Client carved furniture aud discolorod
marble statues, aud aitorward TO tho
thcnicr. We were 10 go on 10 Switgcr.
land tho next day, and when we parted
from Belle and Charley they wero Ia
superb spirits.
Tho next place where We mot them,
two weeks later, was nj Monaco. Char
10y was imperially handsome, and w
could hardly believe that those cluster
Ing masses Of wavy hair that shaded
his forehead were not actually his own.
Ills color had come back; his eyes
shone with strange, iitful light, and
his manner was full OF strange viyac-
ity. For the period II seemed almos,
n II lac and Belle had changed chnrac,
ters shc was palo and wan and silent,
and gave one the impression Of contin.
uully watching him, rs sho sat with
books or work In her lap.
"Whnt Is Il, Belief" asked. snug.
cing mp 20 her, the first evening wa
were there. Something troubles you.
What Is itl nomomber, I'm yourmoth,
en- conicssor
She was lniently regarding the gilt.
tering doorway OF tho great gambling
palace opposite to which We sat.
II thought so" said me. ale has
Como there again. lilo has forgotten
that l oven exist Now | shall Sc,
nothing moro Of him until morning."
"Bellc, you mover can mean"--
She turned ilercely upon me.
"Yes. do, said she. 81 mean just
that Charley, my husband, has dc
generated into n mere gambler. II,
has lost self control and self respect
ho will soon loso what little fortune ",
have as well. Oh, Lucia, don't won
der you look lncrcdulous. But you
must know II sooner or later"
go after him." cried, starting up
Bring him back. oh, don't let hin
drift TO ruin like thisw
give tried H." she said In n low
monotonous voice. at Is of no use
lie pays no heed TO me-"
"But, Belle. what is 10 be donei"
~ don't know" she said, roclSlnl
herself back and forth like one In NOR
tai pain. God help me, 1 do no
know. There arc times when thnl
| must GO frantic. lilo loved mo once
lilo was true and noble and high hcarte'
once. And what Il strangest of all
,, there are times when he seems 10 rous
into his true self Tor q iow hours. Some
times at night when pray to him OF
my Blended knees, In tho eariy dawl
when the sound of cattle bells ON III
mountain rouses him from slumber
; his better nature seems 10 como bncl
to him; but only for n brief, brio
while, and then the fever flame seem
to burn again In his veins. Oh, Lucia
0 anu tho most wrctched woman In tn