Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-10-18

Donald leading the horse, AHttd LtlhOI>
ousIu hOldtpg herself on The saddle.
But the trees had betrayed their
trust. For one moment, as he rode
down the steep trail, Donald had caught
sight, through the bending bOughS, OF
a woman closely clasped Ia q lovers
arms, had seen the meeting lips, and
had laughed at the foolish pair that
would choose their tryst in pouring
rain. Another moment, and he felt as
.t he could never laugh again, for he
hai seen that this woman was mis- wife.
Yet it must be all right, he passion
ats.7 told his sickened heart. They
were cousins, Anita and Gray Van
Zaldt, had been brought up together,
and Anita was full Of careSSing ways
7, must be all right. And yet that had
no, looked like mere c0uSinly affection.
Great heavensl Could il be that his
wife was lost to him? Aud was the
world going on just the same-day after
day In humdrum regularity, showers
aud sunshine, summer and winter,
everything just the same, and Anita
loving another? And all the time he
was saying, with dull mechanical imita-
ton Of his ord mary manner:
"Ah, Van Zandt, how do you DO?
Hardly expected me so soon, did you,
An.ta?" cOolly shaking her hand. He
could not bring himself 10 meet the lips
she half offered him, the lips still warm
with the caresS Of another. And had
she Just the same false face as other
woman, after all?-fOr she was actually
looking glad 10 see him. Could il be all
lie--that pretty flush Of pleasure, the
sparkling eyes, the tender, smiling lips?
For Anita, M the sudden Joy of see
ing Kim, had forgotten utterly her ieal-
Gus anger; and when she remembered
10, it was with a rush Of tenderness that
COudoned every OtfenSe. Whatever he
had done, IL seemed that she must for
give him now in the exquisite gladnesS
Of looking on his bOnny face again,
80 you we're caught in the shower"
be was indifferently remarking. "Well,
10 is about over now, and l think you
had better get on my horse, Anita, and
We will hurry on as fast as possible"
And so they proceeded down the steep
TRAIL saying little, Donald leading the
horse, Anita timorously holding herself
on the slippery Mexican saddle, Gray
p.otdng along behind,
SIT is reasSuriug TO see you looking so
well, said Donald after little, looking
back with a glance that duly considered
her glowing cheeks. II did not know
until last night that you had not writ
ten. had TO run down TO Denver Tues
CAV, and ] was detained until yesterday.
But when l found no letters from you l
began tormeuting myself with the idea
thar You must be sick; and this morn
Inc | could hardly get started early
enough. | judge that my fears were
Altogether misplaced"
"Oh, yes; have been perfectly well,
a shade OF confusion on her face.
81 aid not write becauSe-Oh, well,
there were several reasons"
II presume you understood that
would be anxious II you did not" life
lesS'y as a schOOlboy repeating lesson.
Il am afraid that view of the case did
not impress me very clearly" with lit
lie uncomfortable laugh.
She had not dreamed that merely to
have him beside her could stir such
tumult Of gladneSS in her heart again
Sac knew, and was strangely glad 10 the
knowing, that with one careSsing touch
be could put TO rout utterly the demon
Of anger that had sWayed her; knew
that with the glance Of his blue eyes
upon her, tenderly compelling, she could
deny him nothing. But they must
have full explanation. Donald must
Know what he had made her suaer,
and how nearly serious the cOnse-
quences had been. He must offer
what reasons and excuses he might
TO soften the memory OF 1t, aud
give her promises that would remove
all her lurking fears. Her joy could
not be perfect until they had come to q
perfect understanding. Bot a sudden
chill falling upon her-must she, on
her side, be wholly frank? Must she
tell the whole story Of Gray's miserable
infatustiou?
mall the novels she had read, the good
vile ID similar circumstances always told
her husband al, thereby generally In
FoiYing all concerned in no end OF trou-