The Delta independent., 1891-06-03
HER TELEGRAM.

the arts of these bits of simplicity. Its
been dead set ever since she came,
and say she shan't have him.
1t was Clarence Barton of whrr.
Jane Bell spoke rs ''him." MD Ruth
Hariand whom she nWrtnt as she" 1t
was on the eve Ur Il projected picnic
party. Just five minutes ago Ruth
he'd exhibited her new dress TO her
rival. quite ignorant OF the Sace that
Jane was rival at all
I'm SO glad MIS-. Spencer sent it
home tc-night said Ruth. .for l
couldn't have gone tomorrow ii it had
not GOMEZ
And Jane Bell who had been hoping
all day that the dress maker would fail
to fulfill her promise, had replied,
sweetly: I'm so glad, dearr'
But now that she was alone and
thought of Clarence Barton. WHO was
such a ''catck." and whose heart she
intended 30 win, and us she recalled
how Ruth had come between them.
and fully understood what an oppor-
tunity to-morrow's picnic would be for
her, she grew FURIOUS,
"She shall not go. if l can prevent
her' she said to herself. Il must
have my opportunity ut the Sicriie
Clarence Barton liked me Bef6ie Ruth
came and she shall not flourish him
before everyone'A eyes as her prize al
ready. I hate her, and only wish I
dared to insult her and send her home;
but mamma would never suffer any
thing to be done 80 hurt the feelings Of
dear cousin James child. suppose,
50 must manage some othe, Way.
She glanced ut tth dress lying on
the chair, Hnd wondered whether she
da'+td in any way disiigure it, but her
conscience was not equal to the deed.
Horribly becoming rs the dress was, it
must remain uninjured.
I'D like to tear it into shreds." said
Jane; .'but must achieve my purpose
in some other way. If could only
send her home!'' Then thought
flashed into her mind. Il can send
her home" she said; land when once
there she will be obliged to stay. l
know she can't afford the expense OF n
journey back to us this summer; and il
she can be banished shall be Mrs.
Barton yet"
And the girl laughed spitefully us
she glanced out o! the window. It was
nine O'Clock. The streets were quiet
and dark. Jane had seldom been out
alone so late: but she intended to go
now. She took her waterproof cloak
from its peg. and sought, in her ward
robe, for her p.ainest hat; over this she
tied blue veil, and locking her room
door. and slipping the key into her
pocket. she crept slowly down the
stairs. into the basement.
Sit up for me. Ann" she whispered
to the servant girl. land III give you
present tomorrow; but you need not
tell mamma Pm OUT
Away Jane hurried into the main
road. where she took a tramcar, which
was travelling city wards; and on reach
ing the terminus she alighted. and in
much trepidation and consciousness
that she was awakening good deal OF
unpleasant observation she sought the
district telegraph Office.
After all. Jane said to herself mo
one can see my face: and what is lit
tie confusion to the loss of rich hus-
band?n
The thought encouraged her as she
advanced TO the counter, and handed
in her slip OF paper.
How much. please9n to the clerk,
who smiled in an unpleasant manner,
as he answered her.
Then it was over. She hurried
away, caught the return train. and
reached home unmolested. But she
was pale and trembling as she slip
ped into the kitchen. where she was
welcomed by sleepy Ann.
The missus don't know you're out;
but she tried to wake you awhile ago.
There's a telegram for your cousin,
and she's fretting over it."
Let her fret, It will do her good"
said Jane, viciously to herself. as she
stole off to bed.
She slept quietly. and dreamed
dreams OF triumph. while in the next
room little Ruth packed her trunk,
and kept fearful vigil.
Some one must be Ill or dead she
sobbed, 'or they would never have
telegraphed to me to return home.
How can bear this long journey. in
such suspense. and what shall / find
when reach the end OF tips
When Jane went down to breakfast
the next morning. she found Ruth
ready for her journey; and was told
how telegram had come the night
before, signed "T. Smith" summon
ing her home.
..And Ruth knows no one Of that
name" said James mother; 80 i tell
her to hope for the best; it may be
nothing very serious"
depend upon it, il is not" said
Jane, with some pity in her heart, Ruth
was SO pale. They are only anx-
ious TO have you with them. Don't
fret
But Buth was not to be cheered, and
she left many sighs.
"And you will lose the picnic, too;
what a pity!' said Jane hypocritically.
Yes" answered Ruth with u sob.
And when Jane saw in Ruth's eyes
that she was SO sorry TO lose the pic
mic, and also guessed why she was SO
sorry. she no longer pitied her.
Jane went TO the picnic herself. aud
| she looked her best; but some chance
occurrence kept Clarence Barton away.
| aud, 50 far as she was concerned, the
day was failure. Neither did she
see him again that week, and someone
fnId her he had left home ON buSin ess