Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1894-06-23

! he time, dead; ne lived only In the
SMILES Of his arch enchantress. And
she? She had only exercised the
power she knew only too well from
experience she possessed. II
HAD amused her to play with
heart, but his assiduities were
beginning TO bore her, his protesta-
tions TO pail upon her.
We'll" she said, as the curtain fell
behind them and they were alone.
"you have asked, or, rather, demanded,
q few moments private conversation
with me. Really, Signor Roswein,
you are becoming too exigeut How
ever. how can serve you?'
With white lips and in n hoarse voice
he replied:
II can bear this no longer. must
know the truth, know II once and for
all. You are driving me mad"
Driving you mad?" she said, with
a low laugh. "Really, this is carry
ing the srnsitiveness OF the poet too
far What have done to you!"
Done to me? Taken from me all
that was best, one day raising me to
heaven by your smiles and the next
casting me into Hades with your cold.
ness. Answer me once for oil, II
there is a womans heart in your
breast. Do you lc-e mel"
81 certainly cannot boast that Won
derful devotion which seems to inspire
you, but my friendship in its humble
way must have rested on basis solid
enough to have withstood for two
months these cons tant exactions and
this childish irritability."
~ understand" he said, with q
gasp. "You need say no more. !
have no right, perhaps, to upbraid
Won. You did not ask for the surren-
der of my soul. But with your
beauty, your fasciuations. You have
ruined my life, killed my talents
II you could know for one moment
what suffer would you pity me or
would you laugh at my agony? But
my turn will come. The dny when
the first breath OF old az" shall cast
You down from your throne. your
power gone, your beauty DESTROYED
forever, ON that day l shall be
avenged"
"What q charming dissertation"
she said, lanCuldiy.
at is the last one you shall hear
from my lips he cried, passionately.
"You will never be we ried by me
again. Your slave casts off his bonds,
Medusa. Ay. Medusa; for it l. death
to look upon you But this is the end
Farewell forever!'
Now this was not at all TO her lady.
ships liking. She might forsa.e, but
1t was no part OF her code to be for
saken.
"Karl." she said. gently. Let us
talk of these things calmly II we can.
! am not OF your impulsive, hendstrong
temperament. You. can not supp sc
that am indifferent to such intense
feeling as you have evinced for the
am not indifferent to it. If l have
seemed to triiie with You, forgive me.
Your love has been sweet TO me: alas.
PEI haps too sweet"
How WIS it pos ible for him to re-
sist the power of these siren accents,
accompanied rs they We're by glance
from her beautiful eyes, which seemed
to him TO say far more than the mere
words?
'Ah!' he cried, with a revulsion
of feeling. lyon do love
folly. Let me be your slave, your
lackey, your dog to fetch and carry,
but only let me be near you'll"
"Quel enfantillage, she said, with
n sweet smile. "be whatever you like,
provided 'nly You he reasonable. But
now, AMIGO milo, return to tie salons
and without me. We must lie circum-
spect The gossips OF Rome have ton.
cues" He made no word OF COM
plant. but covering her white hand
with kisses, obeyed.
Scarcely had he disappeared than
her whole face changed.
Fool" she murmured, half aloud.
"Did he think his paradise was to last
forever"
"fool, indeed!" echoed . voice be-
Lady Hamilton started, but in mo-
ment she had recovered her superb
composure
"Ah! Chevalier, is II your"
eyes, uilady, it is ]. Are You salts
fed with your work."
SIS it impertinent to inquire what
you mean"
~ mean this. You have ruined that
young man body and soul. You can
twist him around your fingers as u
child does string"
"Really," W tn q slight elevation OF
the eyebrows. has the Chevalier de
Carnelles been playing the caves
no, milady; / was upon the bal
sony and could not AVOID
overhearing your exceedingly in
teresting. interview Whv have
You destroyGs: inis young man
genius, withered his hopes by your
Inconsistency, and cast him down to his
present depths of degradation?"
els this meant satirically?"
mo; Il Is all there 10 OF sincerity"
"And who was It." she asked,
haughtily appearing her head, that
came TO me and implo-ed me to come
to his aid and save his miraculous
prodigy from some unfortunate mar
riaRe Il know not what?'
Eyes, It Is true l did that It was
q misera BILE mistake"
"Then what Is your complaint
saainst me? That / am . coquette?
drnnteo- IL u my pressure " 49,.
men. They would find an equal pleas
ure in deceiving me II they could.
You have known me long time. IL
nv influence has been unfortunate for
this young genius, you should have for
veen it."
al did not think he would be 90
weak or you 90 heartless."
"Bah: truce TO plat'tudes! An
The music has begun. ! would mot
miss LaTosca's song for the world. A
rivcrderca AMIGO milo Oh! one word,
Chevalier; II Is dangerous 10 fight with
me with the fouls OF" and with .
moclxing bow, abe swept from the
room with The dignity Of princess.
"Canaglia!" Missed the Chevalier
between his teeth, a. he prepared TO
follow her.
As he entered the grand saloon,