Evening journal., 1892-11-08


ouslU h0Mt1ig herself on the saddle.
But the trees had betrayed their trust
For one moment ss he rode down the
steep trail. Donald had caught sight,
through the bending boughs of a wom-
an closely clasped in a lovers arms, had
seen the meeting lips, and had laughed
at the foolish pair that would choose
their tryst in a pouring rain Another
moment, and be felt as if he could never
laugh again. for he had seen that this
woman was his wife.
Yet it must be all right, he passionate
ly told his sickened heart They were
cousins, Anita and Gray Van Zandt, had
been brought up together, and Anita was
full Of caressing ways 1t must be all
right And yet that had not looked like
mere cousinly affection Great heavensl
Could it be that his wife was lost to him2
And was the world going on just the
same-day after day in humdrum regu-
larity, showers and sunshine, summer
and winter. everything just the same,
and Anita loving another? And all the
time he was saying, with dull mechanical
imitation Of his ordinary manner:
"Ah, Van Zandt. how do you do?
Hardly expected me so soon, did you.
AnitaT coolly shaking her hand He
could not bring himself to 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 women,
after all?-for she was actually looking
glad to see him Could it be all lie
that pretty flush Of pleasure. the spark
ling eyes, the tender, smiling lips?
Fer Anita, in the sudden JOY of seeing
him. had forgotten utterly her jealous
anger: and when she remembered it. it
was with a rush Of tenderness that con
doned every offense. Whatever he had
DONE it seemed that she must forgive
him now in the exquisite gladness of
looking on his bonny face again.
80 you were caught in the shower, 4"
he was indiffcrently remarking well,
it is about over now. and think you had
better get on my horse, Anita, and we
will hurry on rs fast as possible" And
so they proceeded down the steep trail.
saving little. Donald leading the horse,
Anita timorously holding herself on the
slippery Mexican saddle. while Gray
plodded along behind
at is reassuring to see you looking so
we'll, said Donald after little, looking
back with glance that duly considered
her glowing cheeks. Il did not know
until last night that you had not written.
had to run down to Denver Tuesday.
and was detained until yesterday But
when found no letters from you began
tormon.ing myself with the idea that
Won must be sick; and this morning
could hardly get started early enough.
iudge that my fears We're altogether mis-
placed
"Oa. yes. have been perfectly well,
n shade of confusion on her face. IL di,
not write because--oh, well. there wer,
leveral reasons.
II presume you understood Tint
would be anxious if you did not. life
lessly as q schoolhoy repeating "A lesson.
"l am afraid that view Of the case di,
no, impress me very clearly. with lit
lie uncomfortable laugh
s;ac had not dreamed that merely {,
have ,,ini beside her could stir such Z
tumult Of gladness in her heart again
She l,,iaw. and was strangely glad in th
Knowing. that with one caressing toucl
he could put to runt utterly the demoi
of anger that had swayed herr knew tina