The Lamar register., 1894-05-12
1nd an angry flush upon her cbe.L
Jessie Leith read ON, eheeK,


Arthur. darling come to ,ns ,.,,,
~. nave come back even as vou 80, ~ ny.
,nree years ago when lef, Won IL Nouia
- : heartoroken. repcntant woman 80
- "orain1 N lhis world only your for,tya1
yorr 80 'e Jack Arthur. will You mot,
M ,our heari was always kind and yen,s.. .o.' ,.s
ner and torgiving, therefore ~ -, -, Yen
saAe OF the dead past to come IN ,ns yAs. ...e
"AoN the old address. Your PooR NAp1sr
The dead past"
The words fell cold as drons Of H..
from Jessie Leith's Inns
Yes he has past of which he has
never spoken to me; he has as good
as told me so. Well, let him go to his
poor Nadine; he shall never come 10
me again" ~
life. Vi her
She had loved and trusted him So
And-he had deceived herl There
could be no doubt Of it;how eonld II h.
o,herwisel For this letter in her
hand was conclusive proof of his
guiit Black, bitter proof! 1t sank
into Jessie Leith's heart, and blasted
All the sweet, tender buds of love and
trust and faith. For an hour she
paced mp and down the pretty room,
pale and excited, her cold little hands
eienehed over the letter which had
come upon her With its terrible reve-
lation, bringing the darkness of utter
despair TO her heart.
sleeplcss night merged into day
of utter misery. Jessie managed to
get through the long, long hours
somehow, but when night came. aud
the bell rang, and she knew that it
was Arthur, she sent an excuse.
Miss Leith was quite indisposed,r -
the servant told the astonished lover.
So Arthur Diusmore went away, a
perPlexed look upon his face, his heart
full of a vague uneAsiness.
Its not like Jessie to treat me so
eoolly." he said to himself Il cannot
understand her, Even when she was
quite i'll, a few weeks ago, she sent
me few loving words written by her
own dear hand. and they bridged
over the chaSm of separation until She
was able to receive me again. won
der"
Here he plunged his hand into his
coat pocket in search of mans unfail-
ing panaeea for all ills-a cigar. In
stead. his hand came in contact with
an envelope. He drew it out and
looked ut the superscription. u dull
pain growing in his eyes
Poor Naiinei Poor child.- he muir
INJURED. softly. surely her mistake
has brought its own punishment |
will go and see her again this evening,
since Jessie cannot Seeeive me Dear
Jessier'
He came to halt, the words dying
upon his lips in a gasp of surprise He
had observed. for the first time, that
the letter was gone from the en-
yeiope. Slowly a dim foreboding OF
the truth crossed Arthur Dinsmore's
mind.
That's II, sure as fate." he ejacu.
lated. Poor, Jealous little Jessie
That bothersome letter has slipped
from my pocket l remember now,
Just thrus,ing 1t carelessly into my
coat pocket. without the envelope,
after had read it II came so unex-
pecsedly. Just Ms l was starting to call
upon Jessie II must have gotten into
her possession somehow. and just
after our conversation concerning my
dead past The jealous little darling
is fretting over it."
For a moment he paused, irresolute
Arthur Dinsmore had code of hi:
own. This code was headed by the
belief that there should be no pride
between those who love each other
He put aside his own natural hesita
ton now. firmly and decidedly, ane