Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1891-07-24

are already hateful! Engaged and TO !
q q, millionaire! Bah! What a con,omnt;.
pie farce all tho triumphs of nv l;fe
are turning to!' ~ '4'o
Inc weeks of her besrothal wbir,e3
randy by, bringing steadily nearer
that wedding day which she araaded
SO intensely in her inmost heart.
IL was no unusual thing for Olive to
encounter Alfred Warren in the social
volve. ''-''Ne.' w ie-
1t CHANGED one evening at the opcra
.nat he dropped, for brief cell, into
the box where Olive was seated With n
small party of friends. Mr.. Lemovne.
as 1t happened, was not present. but
Miss Alice Caldwell was, aud to the
latter circumstance more than one at
tributed NJ. Warreus call.
1he opera to be given was new
one. aud there was some speculation
among the party i'll the box concerning
the dramatis persona of the cast. All.
tired Warren glanced carelesslv over the
program which Miss Caldwell offered
! MIN.
Suddenly he started, and a low, half
troubled exclamation of surprise fell
from his lips.
! Olive Mayne looked up from the pro-
gram which she, also, had been study
ing with curious interest.
All! You have discovered some.
thing, Mr. Warreu?' she half ques-
toned, half asserted. "Ah! Pardon
me"'-tixing her dark eyes upon him
with significant glance perhaps you
have CHANGED upon the familiar name
OF some old favorite in the cast?"
You are right. Miss Mayne." he an
swercd, lifting his handsome gray ewes
frankly to her own. "You see this
name-Nliss Ariel Stanhope ?"-aud he
drew her attention to the paper in his
hand. well, if do not greatly mis-
take, it is the name OF one whom
know we'll, and whom I used to love al
most as sister-the wife of my cousin,
Allison Warren
ALLISON Warren!" echoed Olive, in a
low startled voice, strange expression
dawning on her beautiful, dark face.
"Yes, and she was always too good for
him. l fear this return to the stage,
which she left when she became his wife,
means that all has not gone we'll with
her. Alias slender, graceful little
figure made its appearance on the bril-
liantly lighted stage so near them
there is no mistake. 1t is my little
cousin Ariel-Al Warren's wife. If you
will excuse me, Miss Mayne, Til go be-
hind the scenes and have talk with
her."
"And you will return here afterward 81
she asked, slowly, hesitatingly, with
something in her liquid, dusky eyes
that thrilled his nerves like wine. "You
see. am already interested in the story
of the pretty little opera-singer.'
With o dreamy, lingering smile, he,
eyes followed him as he slowly left the
box, then turned to the stage anG
watched the play with breathless' inter
est.
A half-hour passed, and then AL
Warren was again seated by her side.
II have heard poor little Ariel's story,
he began, "and it is, as feared, sae
one. She"
"Ithink I already know part Of it,
Olive interrupted, with an odd littl
smile. "She was playing in this cit,
once before-about two months ago ant
it was then known by some persons, a
least-though it seems you did no
know it-that she was trying to find
faithless husband who had deserte,
her, and that husband was AL War
ren-
"My God! You heard that tw
/ months ago?" he exclaimed in hoarse
suppressed voice, half-rising from hi
| seat. "And you heard no explanation
Oh, Olive, you-But tell me-" h
broke off, forcing himself to calmness
who was your informant?"
"Geotfrey Lemoyne," she answere,
: quietly.
"And that explains what was all S
) dark BEFORE" he said, in lowered tones
t holding her dark, tell-tale eyes with hi
r own, in which his passion so long re
pressed, began once more to glow
? "Olive, you must have known what wa
in my heart before that time. 1t i
9 there now, AS deep, as strong and over
e mastering as it ever was. And now
: when we both know the truth, you AZ
fettered-"
! She lifted her dark head with an i'm
y perial gesture, a proud, defiant splendo
!, in her midnight eyes.
0 "If lie won me by fraud he can hay
Y no further claim upon me- she said
i her low sweet tones as clear and fir
as steel. alfred, the future belong
. to us, and lie cannot-shall not spol
J. it.
o And he did not.
0 \ knowing Mule.
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