Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1891-05-16


She heard the bitterness in his tone,
but she would not look at him. She
was so utterly wretched, so hopelessly
miserable, so dreadfully afraid OF her
own eowardly, rebellious heart, that
she dared not look up.
MIR Newton led them into the house,
and took a seat beside her on the
sofa. The contrast between the two
men was so great--between her hand
some Young lover, who talked so brill
hantly, and was the lie OF the COM
pany, and the dull, middle-aged man,
who gazed at him vacantly, and had
nothing to say. Ruth clenched her
hands in pale desperation, and looked
out through the window ut the dark
ening river flowing calmly along, and
knew, for the first time the degree OF
mad wretchedness that drives won-
en- to hide their misery IN such places.
1t Is said that thegreatest misery OF
lost souls is the knowledge that they
have lost heaven through their own
fault. II was Ruth FOSTER greatest
misery now-her unhappiness had been
her own work from first to last She
was thinking OF this later in the even
ing, as she stood in the moonlit porch,
looking up at the cold November
moon, sailing through the banks Of
ragged, black clouds. She was think,
ing it with bitterness OF heart, that
was like the bitterness OF death, when
some one stood beside her-some one
whom she had no cause to look at, TO
know.
Ruth" was his reproachful cry,
why did you not wait? You have
made us both miserable for life, but
my misery smoothing to yours. There
is despair III your face, now. Oh,
Ruth, Ruth, what have you done
do you want 10 drive me mad"
she cried out in PASSIONATE desperation.
Go, and leave me, Harry Go, or
shall die"
II will not leave you, cannot leave
you,' he said vehemntly, Ruth
Ruth leave this man whom you
abhor, and fly with me, whom youloye.
We may be happy yet for
But She would not wait for him to
finish The parlor door was opening,
her husband was coming TO take her
her home With q cry she started,
and fled toward him~tlcd for more
than liie-irOm herself,
What 5 the matter with your Mr.
Foster asked; but Ruth could not ten
him. She could only cling 70 his arm
and cry out To be taken home, until
her stolid liege lord began to think bis
wife had lost her senses.
Hugh Foster took his vile home
and for three long months after Shs
never left it, The hidden agony .ht
had sutfered--the dark despair, and
the scene OF that night, combim 4
to PROSTATE her, body and mind Sic
was raviug before morning ia III.
delirium fever. and while gloomy No,
vember walled itself out and the snow,
OF December and January blew, st,s
tossed in her darkened room, only
praying that death would end il ALL
But death, that flies from the wretch
ed and seeks out the happy, pass. d
on without victim, and Ruth took
up the burden oil life again with bet.
ter prayer in her heart - prayer foi
patience.
Eight years after, in widows weeds
Ruth Foster sat 1T her tireSidr On,
night, alone, thinking. She wa4 think
ing OF the past She could think ot 4
I without self rcproach, for she ha,
been true and faithful wife to Ill,
I man she had never loved, and h. haC
4 passed ONT Vi life with her hand riasI,
ed in his. She had not been happy
/ hut she had been patient and true, an,
to-day her reward had come. A letter
/ from one she had not seen for eight
years--from one who had been wan
derer over the earth, and who hat
/ come back 10 her as faithful to hel
/ memory az she had been to the hus
4 band she had never loved
! While she sat, there was q knock III
the door that made her heart bound
4 The next instant, tall, distiuguishe,
looking man stood before her ia tn
/ doorway.
Ruth, he said advancing, Fam
forgiven"
She held ont both hands, with iac
full OF infinite love.
Dear Harry" she said, I'VE are {,
be happy at LAST"
4 Happy at last! Yes, she had beer
! faithful, and she had found her reward
I HISTORY DEPICTED ON FANS.
! The Queer Japanese Figures Reall,
Have Signi ficant Meaning.