The sun., 1894-01-25
THE HEIR OF l,ELM AR HALL

was utlte more, WHOSE eyes littu llSliVu
with gladness when first her footsteps
had crossed Delmar Hall, how little she
dreamed of all that would come to her
beneath its stately roof-the love and
hate, the passion and the pain, as Well
as the bitter sweetness that the future
held for her tender, loving heart.
Standing on the western veranda, her
eyes resting on the green fields, daisy
decked meadows and verdure-crowncd
hills that lay before her, wrapped In
the hazy softness, thar wondrous charm
of the waning summer, a faint smile
curved her tender mouth, her soft eyes
glowed with happy light.
Love had come to her at Delmar
Hall, a love loyal as generous, for only
the evening before Roy Delmar had
held her in his arms, kissed her sweet,
red lips, and called her his darling.
He was not the heir of Delmar Hall
this handsome lover who loved her
so.
Once he had been looked upon as
its future master, before his uncle, a
man Of fifty, had married gentle, dark
eyed girl who, dying year later, left
him with a dark-eyed babe to bear his
name and inherit his lands.
People had been somewhat surprised
when Vernon Delmar had married so
late in life, but their surprise was
doubled when, two years after her
death, he yielded to the spell Of red
gold hair and pansy eyes, and brought
a second mistress to Delmar Hall.
1t was as governess to little Vernie
that Enid Clyde had come to Delmar
Hall, and he was playing on the grass
before her now a sturdy boy of five,
While Enid stood there, one Of the
bay windows was pushed open, and
Leonie Delmar stepped out and went
over to where Enid stood.
A woman of perhaps twenty-four,
with hair like FURNISHED copper and
skin like the creamy petals of the mag
nolia blossom, whose lips were red as
the rose carnation and every movement
instinct with subtitle grace, whose smile
was as alluring as that of the fabled
Circe.
People had been more than surprised
ut Vernon Delmars' second marriage,
but when they saw Leonie, they ceased
to wonder at his infatuation, and when
he died two years later, the neighboring
families were not ill-pleased that a
y
the Delmar homestead.
But even beside this brilliant beauty.
Enid Clyde's fair, young lovelinesS
shone undimmed, as the dainty sweet
ness of the violet is not lost near the
bloom of the rose, and Leonie noticed
with darkening eyes the soft dark silken
hair that clustered in tiny rings over
Ends low broad brow and round her
EJoip tr1 i11fx f0i1
ness Of the said brow and neck, the
faint rose flush ON the rounded cheeks,
the almost Grecian outline of her face.
People in general knew nothing of
Leonie Delmar before her marriage,
and one thing in particular they did not
know, and that was, that she and Roy
Delmar had been lovers before she be-
came his uncle'S wife.
Standing there now, she thought Of
the day his passionate kiss had bnrned
upon her lips, while her head had rest
ed, for one moment of exquisite bliss,
upon his breast while his arms encir-
cled her.
Her lover. Yes, by that kiss that
still burned upon her lips, by the power
its memory still had to thrill her.
Well, that was her way of 1t, and
his
Well, charmed by her beauty, en-
thralled by her witcheries and with his
senses tangled in the meshes of her
yellow hair, he had yielded to the coax
ing lips of alluring redness, and so,
with pulses leaping and blood running
warmly in his veins, but heart I'M
touched by love, he had laid his lips to
hers in passionate caress, never
" INs-
uncle's promised wife.
One day he called upon her, a look
of quiet Scorn in his eyes.
She was seated at the piano, running
her fingers idly over the keys, when he
entered, but she realized at once that
he knew of her engagement-under-
stood her treachery, but secure in the
power of her beauty she laughed light
ly and broke into a stanza Of the old
Scotch song "Roy's Wife of Aldeval-
lack"
"She vowed and swore she would be
mine,
For that she lo'ed me best of ony,
But, ah, the tickle, faithless quean
Has ta'en the Carl and left her John
ny;
But Robins aulder thrice than /,
Perhaps his days may not be mony,
And when the auld fule's in his grave
Perhaps she'll turn her thought on
Johnny"
Roy looked at her, faint smile
curving his lips, his eyes gravely stern.
Perhaps his thoughts would not turn
on her." he said, " except to be thank
full Aud Robin won her instead of
himself
Afterward when he met her either as
his uncle's wife or widow, he gave no
sign he even remembered that mo-
ments folly-the moment that, to her,
was a passionate memory, with power
to thrill her still.
If ever the prince of Darkness" en-
tered woman's heart, he~entered Leo
ME Delmars when she realized Enid
and Roy were lovers.
II will part them," she cried, her face
white with jealous rage: How ! will
manage it know not, but l will do it.
Only to part them and a fair chance
to win him again, and would have no
fear of failure. Her presence is the one
power that could thwart me-"
Darker and more bitter grew her ha-
tired as she watched the lovers; and,
unconscious of the clouds above her
head, Enid reveied in her bright young
love dream.
And then, in the midst of it all, the
cloud brOke-broke the day the sturdy
young heir of Delmar Hall was lost
lost in the morn nor found in the even
ing, nor for many morn nor evening
after.
Leonie's grief was pitiable. Had he
been her own child her face could not
have been whittier, her eyes more anx-
ious.
Then, in the midst of it all she shot
her arrow=the arrow that wounded
Enid Clyde to the hearts core.
HE will be found yet, Enid Clyde
found dead, when you are Roy Del
mars wife-Roy Dclmar, who will then
be master of Delmar Hall, and your
ambition will then be gratified."
Ends sweet young face grew pale,
though for a moment she scarcely real
lied the full meaning Of Leonie's words.
"Yon-you think some accident hap
pened him?" she said.
fI think Won know better than anv