The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1893-08-26

inland from the unseen sea OI whose
brny flavor It tastedi his lungs ex-
banded, color came to his cheeks, his
spirits rose, aud his stride quickeRed,
Looking before him into the distance
he saw a figure on the horizon, a mere
speck between him and the sky, its
shape vague outline. From an artis'
tic point Of view 1t interested him this
strip OF black against the blue created
an artistic contrast. gave animation to
the landscape. A few seconds more
and it was lost in the downward sweep
OF the undulating ground, and when
he next saw 1t rising aud advancing 1t
had grown IN size and was sufficiently
distinguishable TO indicate its sex: the
figure was that OF woman.
So lar as all other sights and sounds
OF human life were concerned, they two
might have been alone on the green
surface Of this wide-stretching and lone
ly world. lie became interested in this
unknown parsonage surrounded by soil
tude, and began to speculate as TO her
manner OF life, and the fate which had
brought her here. He and she were
drawing closer and more close every
minute, each Fastening on his and her
appointed way, AS yet he could not
discover the color Of her garments, but
something In the way In which they
were worn seemed familiar, rs did like.
wise her movements. This was proba-
bly, fancy, but even 80 1t heightened his
curiosity and made him concentrate his
sight in striving to discover something
more definite in her personality: the
suggestion OF having seen her before
became exciting,
Suddenly an idea flashed on him
which he as abruptly discarded, but its
coming had made him pause, and the
dismissal left him agitated. He hurried
forward without further debate, anxious
to prove the reality or illusion Of his
surnise, his pulse beating rapidly, his
blood coarsing swiftly through his
veins, all his senses alert, straining for
confirmation or contradiction OF this
idea concerning the woman's identity.
And with every pace he took the
hope that had sprung up within him
strengthened, until ut last all doubt
died, and certainly was established.
cts Stella" he muttered, surely it is
Stella"
There was the we'll known figure,
with its fine outlines, the familiar
movements with their accustomed
grace; there was no mistaking her for
any other, or any other for her. Her
head was lowered, and II she had seen
she had not needed him, but, as the
space between them grew less, she
raised her eyes aud looked forward.
She halted abruptly, as il a sudden rec.
ognition had startled her, then half
turned, rs though to retreat, and final.
ly remained there rooted 10 the spot
In another minute he stood before
her. "Stellan he cried out. "Stella"
A look OF confusion spread over her
face, her breasts heaved, and the hands
he held in his trembled:
"At last have found you" he ex.
claimed, his excitement being scarcely
less than hers.
"Were you looking for me still2" she
asked.
mo, / had given up my search. lam
here by chance; only yesterday eve
ming came to the Manor. little think.
ing | should meet you here to-day.
Where are you staying"
ave are living in the village"
"Why did you not write to meP Why
forbid my father to give me your adj
dress2"
because I thought it better we
shouldn't meet" she answered, some
what recovering from her confusion.
THAT was unkind," he said, reproaCh'
fully. "YOu know could never for
get you"
She turned away her head; all the
memory Of the past associated with
him came back to her wildly; the pain
OF this meeting far outran the pleasure;
its poignancy not being lessened blythe
knowledge Of his worth, the certainty
Of his forgiveness, the assurance she
felt OF his affection. 81 thought that
not seeing or hearing from me you
would gradually cease to remember
me"
did you hope it2"
eyes"
She saw him vince under that one
word and hastened to add, ~ believed
it would be better for you to forget the
past"
"That would be impossible"
"Time would help you."
"I.et US sit down." he said, unheedinE
her last words.
She was glad to rest, for her agitation
brought languor, and they seated them
selves upon a mound.
"What has become OF himP" Arthur
EarFnFa skal altar n nni1aR
81 don't know"
"Do you know where he is2"
mo, haven't seen or heard from
him since that day. But an hour be-
fore saw you he told me | was not his
wife. left the hotel soon after you
had gone" she replied, striving to speak
calmly and overcome the agitation
which was mastering her.
"Why did you tell me you were his
wifeP" ne said, almost angriiy.
Cant YOU soc that l didn't want any
mishap to occurY
Eyes, but the seoundrel deserved to
be shot"
II wasn't anxious for revenge; you
might have been hurt; | couldn't bear
that blood should be shed on my &C.
count"
Her voice, with its musical infections,
had lost mono OF ita charm for him; tho
pathos OF some OF the notes but added
to It's fascination. After pause he ask.
ed, Where did the mock marriage take
placef"
"In a house in I.ondon.'A
"Do you know the STREET in which
it is|
mo, he never mentioned it,"
"Would you know it again2"
"rm sure not. ! was too much con.
fused to notice anything"
Don't you remember what the man
was like who pretended TO marry