The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1892-03-10

me you should be Tree. You say he
does not want your love. want at
least your friendship, your conrad
ship"
The opera house was packed. Bern
hardt was giving performance of
Cleopatra. In one of the boxes sat
Mr.. and Mrs. Evelyn, and many were
the opera glasses directed towards
them.
Elizabeth was lost in the play. She
listened breathlessly to the passionate
words of the queen. 1t was thus she
could love. At that moment her eyes
wandered from the stage and fell up
on the upturned face OF the man for
whose sake she had made kind Marks
life so barren.
care you ill, dear?" whispered her
husband--he was quick to note every
change in her,
They left the theater.
The next day Elizabeth was able to
control herself, when Mark said:
"There is Mr.. Hugh Whittill here
from your home. lie asked my per-
nilsson to call"
How could she tell her husband
that this man was hisrival? So Mark
brought temptation int his wife'slfe
Hugh Whittill was not a villain in
the usual sense of the word. He had
admired Elizabeth Gilman, but could
not afford to love, much less marry,
poor girl. She had not hidden her
likings for him. He was not above
flirting; there would be no danger to
himself now-she was q married wo-
man.
Mark treated Whittill cordially, in
vited him-often to drive and dine
with them Elizabeth observed tow
ards him cool politeness. -.S
This course of conduct caused
Hugh Whittill to think he had loved
her very desperately in the past,
after all, and loved her still.
One evening the three were at the
Cliff House. Mark went to order
some refreshments; Elizabeth stood
on the end of one of the long galleries,
watching the waves.
The crowd had dispersed, the last
car had departed.
How grand the ocean looked So
endless 1t reminded her of one
thing-Mark's love for herself. She
remembered the poem on her photo.
graph:
When love is strong
1t never tarries to take heed.
IA beautiful thought" said Hugh
Whittill, who had approached unob-
served: "You were thinking that this
great endless Shocking ocean is like q
strong lover"
Elizabeth's heart beat violently.
Her cheek flushed deeply. Hugh
noticed this and went on eagerly:
"And it is, Elizabeth, like mine for
you! Why did you not wait for me?
Why did you not know that loved
your"
The next moment was like a year
to Elizabeth. This man had occupied
her heart for the last six years; she
had believed he would occupy it for
ever; for his sake she had put aside
her husbands noble affection that
spent itself so generously upon her
taking nothing, giving all.
After all this weary time OF craving
what she had wanted might be hers
under altered conditions, and could it
be that she did nor care because NOR
| ally it was out of her reach.
She was shocked for moment, then
q prayer of thanksgiving burst from
her soul. She knew what it meant
she loved her husband!
Her heart grew lighter at each
breath. She felt like laughing in her
delight. She turned to Hugh Whit
till
II was thinking of my husband, !"
she said. ellis love for me is like that
ocean-only wider and deeper. And
mine for him is like it, too-thanlk
j God!''
When Mark returned she went to
his side and took his arm, and he
wondered what had made her so glad.
That night, VIXEN they reached their
mark" she said, II have some
thing to tell you. Will you help me?"
She put her hand into his. AS he
clasped it he felt how it trembled,
do I not always help you, my
dear?" he said gently.
mark, Hugh Whittill was the man
l told you about, and he did not care
for me after all. !"
marks heart felt dead. This, then,
was what had brought the gladness
to her eyes.
81 understand" he returned. "You
shall be free"
He turned to leave the room. But
Elizabeth called to him:
-"Mark! Mark! Don't you see howl it
is? | don't want to be free! want"
But she was sobbing so that she
could no longer speak.
"What is it, dear?" said Mark
eagerly.
II want you, Mark. I love you''
And without waiting for him to come
to her she ran to him and threw her
arms around his neck.-Wayerly
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