New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1892-04-06

welcome short by asking for his uncle's
ward. She had never quite given up
hope Of winning Arthur love herself
and had done her best to turn
his mind against Miss Newton. Elsie
has gone to visit her friend
Lucy Mapleton,' she said in.
answer to his question; 1'but
she will be back tomorrow
"You might as well say the year
after next" he growled. 81 wonder
if 1.-THE time has passed as slowly to.
her since we parted as it has with
me?''
"She showed admirable patience"
said Florence carelessly. Il used to-
wonder how she could keep so cheer
full. I'm sure could never have done
So
He smiled good-naturedly.
.'The time might have hung heavier, z
continued Florence, whose look of
but for the kind attentions of your
friend Orion Barche. He was here
nearly every day, and his presence
seemed to cheer Elsie up greatly. I'm.
cure you ought to feel ever SO much
Obliged to him. =
Arthur's smile became a laugh.
"Come, come, Florence" he inter
rupted, you always were a bit of
mischief-maker, but youscan't make
me the least jealous. !.
GLOW can you talk so, Cousin Ar
thur" pouted Florence. II never
meant any such thing. There was
nothing in the conduct of Elsie and
Mr.. Barche that any one could criti-
cize. They only sang, and played,
and walked, and read poetry together,
and
FIN plain English firted to their.
hearts content" said Arthur, finish
ing the sentence and breaking into
another laugh.
ooh! Cousin Arthur
81 tell you it's no use," broke in
Arthur, sauntering off to look after
his luggage, which had just arrived.
Florence went out the next morn
ing, and it was nearly noon when she
and Arthur met.
''See," she said, on coming down
from taking Other things, something
I've just found that Elsie forgot when
she was leaving. How vexed she'll be
when she misses it! She has worn lit
constantly Of late"
why, it's the locket Igave her with
my picture in it, said Arthur, taking
the trinket in his hand
You say she has keptit constantly
about herr" he asked, with manifest
delight.
Night and day lately Florence
answered.
Arthur touched the spring mechan-
ically and the case opened. An electric
shock could not have started him
more suddenly Instead of his own
likeness it was that OF Orion Barche
that met his eyes! 1t was true, then,
that in his absence another had sup
fondly believed all his own.
He stood for moment pale and
silent. Then finging aside the telltale
baable, he hurried to his room and
made hasty preparations for an inn
mediate journey. These finished, he
penned letter to Elsie filled with
bitter and upbraiding words, and in
terms of whitening scorn giving her
back her promise.
Instructing the servant to deliver
his luggage to tile messenger who
would call for it, and leaving the letter
to he delivered to Elsie, he FASTENED
from the house, brushing. past Flor
enee with hurried farewell.
An hour later Arthur Denning was a,
passenger on the s Ligh tning Express s.
experiencing a sort OF underlined relief
in the thought that every minute was
carrying him further and further from
the scene of his betrayal There was,
moreover, something IN the noise and
rapid motion in harmony with the.
turmoil of his feelings.
A shock-a crash cries of men and
shrieks Of women that was all Arthur
could remember when, days after
ward, he returned to consciousness
to find his head swathed in band
ages and his arm cased in splints.
Bending oyer him WAS a sweet, gentle
face, full Of tenderest sympathy The
parted lips breathed his name, and he
looked up with a glad expression,
which quickly faded away as if extin-
guished by some painful memory.
ooh! Elsie, EIsie!" lie murmured,
that you, of all the world, should
have proved false?
How came you to doubt me, Ar
THUR"
AS he gazed into her loving, truth
full eyes he asked himself the same
question. How, indeed, could he2
Bit the lOelxet - 8;
The one you gave me with your
picture?" she asked. Here it is. /
have guarded it most carefully" and
she held it open before his eyes, re-
Tealng his Own likensssl