Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-11-25

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PAINTING WITH RAGE-l BEGAN TO READ.
eyes which you accuse me ot-lookinp
at people without seeing them. By-by
B."
Strange to say, a feeling of relief
crept over me as l finished reading
this curious letter. 1t may be that I
had expected worse. What was it
after all but some girlish nonsense?
No doubS, thought l. Beth has known
Olney a long while: they are like
brother and siste'. He alnuses her
with his coouetry and badinagc. Like
any lcrion with depth of feeling, life
seems empty and frivolous to her ut
times. She cures TIE bite with the
hair of the dog Handsome Jack Olncy
is her jester IN motley wear. A terri
BILE load was lifted IRON nv breast.
/ felt no doubt like IL captive res.
cued from death at the last moment
o. passenger on sinking vessel
when the bomb bcarin" the lifeline
bends its arch of fire in the darkness.
That afternoon when found myself
beside my beautiful Beth | gently
chidad her for wasting hcr sweet
smiles upon such a universal beau az
Sinclair Watts or such souliess fell
low As handsome Jack Oiney.
"Ah. mein Geliebter," she murrnur-
Cd, laying down an enveloIc of samples
which she had inst received from enc
OF the dry goods Establishments, AID
fixing her glorious eyes fall upon me,
have you gone astray 50 soon. dear
doubling soul! Did you not promise
me to keep your eyes fixed upon the
polar star # love, and yet you let this
dancing will owisp turn you away and
lead you toward the slough of distru.t
Like fair statue upon marble pedes-
tai, love rests upon faith; there's
naught else strong enough to bear it
up against the countless shocks of NAL
ice, envy and jealousy; but this faith
must be ilawless with not SO much as
crack or crevice into which distrust may
thrust a pin-point, or it will topple the
beautiful figure to the ground"
"Oh, dear poetic child" cried, "for-
give me, beautiful Beth. 1t was mon
strous OF me to doubt you even in Jest. I"
Then you'll no: be jealous any
more?"
Never again, my dainty sprite."
exclaimed.
mot even this EVENING"" she con-
tlnued laughing as she reached out for
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wear new gown, and l shall look very
stunning, indeed. The men will turn
red with pleasure and the women
green with envy. Have q care, Ge-
liebter, when you listen to the sweet
nothings which they whisper in my ear
that you be not frightened with false
fire."
In truth, never had Beth seemed so
beautiful to me as she did that even
ing, and the thought that she had
pledged herself to me, that she told
me of her love in words that burned and
glowed like the passionate utterances
OF an unconscious Sappho almost took
my breath away. | wandered alb 3ut
dazed and bewildered with my happi-
ness, my heart throb5ing beneath its
potent touch like ones soul moved by
tho glorious harmony of some one Of
the great symphonies.
Suddenly tho door opened. and to nv
amazement, Professor Hesketh entered
the hallway followed by tail and dis
inguished-looling gentleman, very
blonde, but with superb shoulders and
the head front of Jove-a man of
striking physical beauty.
Why, my dear Adrian" said Hes
keith, I'm very glad to meet you. Let
me present my distinguished friend
Baron Won Platen, and then taking me
aside, he said laughingly:
Il suppose you've been attracted here
like all the rest of the Young men,
by the fascinating powers Of Miss
Brewie?"
felt the blood rushing into my face
at these words, for Hesketh's tone
didn't seem quite respectful to me. Il
hot al
gered.
Yes, I have come, Professor Hes
spects to Miss Brewie."
"Oh, we'll, my dear Adrian" contin-
tinued Hesketh, in what seemed to me
a f1ippant manner, Il don't suppose YOU
will object to my presenting my friend
the Baron to Miss Brewie, entirely in
the interests of science. my dear bow"
Interests of science?" l stammered
out.
Quite 80, my dear Adrian, added
Hesketh quickly, tits very curious
case. I've been studying it for several
months; FRANKS of heredity, a fad of
mine, you know; only way l can &C.
count for 1t is that the mother was a
dark-eyed woman of abnormal emo
tlonal temperament and that she mar
ried blue-eyed man with language
very strong, but utterly without sin
certify or moral purpose, human Or
uttering music without soul
Or sweetness, man using his eloquence
to advertise himself, to draw the
worlds attention to him, just as a cal
Hope might advertise an acrobat or
rope walker"
"My God! Hesketh," whispered.
stop, stop! Miss Brewie is nv be.
trothed, not another word! She'll
bear my name in months time"
Adrian" cried Hesketh, grasping
me by the arm, "this must not be.
cannot see you throw yourself away in
this manner. This girl has no more
soul than q mechanical piano, she's q
mere emotional automatum! Wait.
you shall have the proof Of it before
the evening u over. At . signal fIpm