Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-10-04

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Ever the thought Of Donald In every
thing! impatIently frowning whiie SIC
read the black lettered legeno OIL lne
tree, the surprising figure OF us glrs9
and size, what celebrities had cam peu
under its shade, and how many un1ortu-
mates had been hanged from It's branches
idly read with her eyes, while neI
mind. not grasping word, still wresteu
with the problem of the,ticket. An why
should she make herself petty trouOIe
seeking to mislead him, when soon Oh
late. he was sure to find her? sudnen
hot shame burning all over her Win
a sneaking consciousness that she "al'
ed him to find her soon. Great heaven!
was she then so weak in spirit that she
could run away, but hoping to Dc loi-
lowed? And could 1t be-wltn Dittel
self contempt-that already she was
nursing a fancy of one day taxing MIN 10
her heart again, when he came pleading
Let her 90 buy her ticket and away!
And vet she hesItated to take thls
final step, realizing, with fierce impoten'
anger, what her hesitation meant III
the enforced quiet of her Journey some:
where, somehow, in those hours Vi
brooding thought, the hot flame OF ner
fury had gone out, and now the reactIou
was come. She had not grown tenoer
or forgiving; she was sore and sulien,
feeling how weak she was, how helpless
10 keen her heart from turning back 10
him: her anger burning but the more
furiously In the consciousness that,
however she despised him, she yet couio
not break free from the love OF MIN:
But at least she would not yield herseli
to the despicable weakness; she wouio
go on, setting her teeth hard ana reso.
lutely turning back toward the ucKe'
Office.
A step had faltered beside her un-
needed, and now hand was suddenly
put out to detain her.
"Nita-Cousin Nita, what luck to
meet you here" exclaimed young man
eagerly, yet with certain diffidence, as
If not quite sure of his welcome.
"Gray Van Zandt! you?" in breath
less surprise, staring at him with VICE
eyed incredulity. at is not possloie'
thought you were in Paris"
''Il ny que les morris qui ne REVIEW
nent pas, he gayly retorted, selling the
hand she supposedly held out in close,
caressing pressure. 81 was in Paris; but
now I am here. 1t is not my ghost, l
can assure you. And how do you happen
here? Is your husband with you? :.
The surprise was the one touch OF
nature needed upon her overwfought
nerves. son, how glad-how glad l
ami" she exclaimed, in a tone that lett
no doubt of her sincerity, even though as
she spoke she covered her face and burst
into passionate weeping.
Gray Van Zandt, who had been frd
of her from his boyhood, who had once,
indeed, thought his life ruined through
hopeless love Of her, was as distressed as
amazed. ''Nita, for heavens sake
what on earth is the matterP Don't,
dear-pease DON'T" he begged, while,
with great presence OF mind, he caught
her sun umbrella and held 1t to shield
her from curious eyes.
at is nothing but the surprise. You
came upon me so suddenly. And-of
course, you know that people sometimes
cry for Joy" smiling TREMENDOUSLY up at
him.
"Well, it never happened to come I'M
der my observation BEFORE" regarding
her obviously; "and if 1t is all the same
to you, Mia, must say l would rather
be greeted with smiles"
"Well, so you shall" with little con-
Trajectory sob. "And is Aunt Martha
with your"
"With me? Heaven forbid! But If
that was your idea l can understand
your tears" he returned lightly, but
searching her face with earnest, anx-
ious eyes. "And is Donald with you?"
sit would hardly do for me to say
Heaven forbldp would it?" with an eff
fort at playfulness that sat but lamely
upon her. "But he isn't"
"And how do I happen to find you in
this out of the way place. Where are
you bouud?"
"Out of the way placer this-'the
Pittsburgh of the West! Pueblo would
hang you in efligy If your blasphemy
were overheard"
Gray shrugged his shoulders with
comprehensive glance OF contempt at
the visible town. "But would you mind
saying whether you are travelling to-
ward home or awGy?"
Il am gOing home; and, Of course, you
are going with me-" having gained time
to make up her mind.
Thanks. Then II we are going by
this train we would better get on board.
The porter said only twenty minutes for
refreshments, and" looking at his
watch, seventeen of them are gone"
"And you have had nothing to eat" in
Hr-ith NJ In
tive concern for the material comfort OF
those belonging to her.
Il will have the porter rustic lunch
and bring it to US on board. Are these
all the traps you have?" taking her
handbag and sun umbrella.
"Are those not enough for reason
able woman?" lightly. 1t might be en-
barrassing to explain the presence of
the trunk. She could telegraph back
for it.
Speak of angels ct cetera," ex-
claimed Gray, by and by, when the
train was on its way, almost incredu-
lousy regarding Anita across the mar
row car table, while she slipped a glass
Of claret and played with a sandwich.
at seems incredible even now. ! had
just started TO wire you at OrodelphIa
that l was coming, when, as if had
rubbed Aladin's lamp, there you stood
before me. You have not explained yet
how you happened TO be there"
NO" hesitating little. well, you
know that Aunt Martha wrote that she
was probably coming"-
"And then she exercised her woman's
prerogative and changed her mind"
Something that man never does"
with mocking smile, grown almost
light Of heart for the moment, in the
pleasure OF seeing him.