The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1895-02-16
BENEATH THE ROUGE.

| euouo ou the silver anu orchids on tho
dinnor table much AZ II sbon, n, tbs
,,,.,; a.. -, :, -,
so', 'Ao ''i's''. " 'ao mousse WIN
lae Qua pucier oil d'acontent between
his brows, ready and waiting in the
pretty drawlng.room; It shone on those
obstinate blotches OF color, which had
TO DO renewed so often, Ia order to hide
tho WHO'S ashcn skin.
Mrs. Marston had run away from her
first husband and been the subject for a
famous divorce case. Lewis Marston
had married her directly the divorce
was made.
There was one child OF hor first mar.
riace left in its fathers care, and this
| little girl OF ten summers was lying
dangerously III. She penclled black
line under tho lower lid, aud she thought
as she did SO:
They ought ut least to lot mo see her.
To be turned away from the home wa,
cruel. then that other woman will be
bending over her bed, will listen to her
poor little weak voice, will nurse her
and will make much OF her, will take
my place"
She blackened one eyebrow, and a
tear fell splash onto one OF The silver
brushes.
"Only iust to have sean bcr for one
minu,e-crep: in like a stranger and
looked a. her face. Three Years ago,
Only three years since she saw me. and
| yet they will have taught her to forget,
she began on the other eyebrow, Blu,
| her hand shook.
marie, bring me all nv diamonds-I
can't do without them, NV eyes look 30
dull"
She thought that il Tho child died
that night she could have no means Of
hearing. and she sat down at writing
table. She wrote to an old friend. n
man who had stuck 10 her first husba
and cut her dead when she passed him
in the street, and tho letter ran thus:
DEAR SIR Joux For pi,y's sake let
me know how Daisy ia. an half mad
with anxiety. Please let the pain am
suffering excuse the liberty | take in
troubling you, DoRoruY MAgsroy,"
She sent her maid with tho letter at
once, with command to find Sir John
Deane and rot au answer. If possible.
Then, she descended TO the drawing
room to receive her guests.
"My dear, YOU arc late" said her hus.
band.
AMI? 1t does not matter n, no one
has arrived"
but it does matter" he beran, whom
the door opened 10 admit n cnest
There wa, younr cuardsmnn with
fair face who thought Mr., Narration 4
"pood sort" and fl;r,od win hor d.s.
perately in an elementary fashion. He
sat next a stout LADY, with n conten,ed
smile and placid blue ewes. She was
Mrs. Marston's boa, friend. and n little
deaf. Mos, of the women were fast,
and most OF the mon wers borsey. and
thew all agreed n, dinner TIM, thcv had
never seen their hostess looking better.
1--WE shall meet at IIurIincham to.
morrow" whispered tho guardsman.
She thought: 80 Nottingham and
Daisy perhaps DYING" Aloud she said:
"Pll come; can drive YOU down. il YOU
like. You had better lunch here first"
Then she laughed sipped her cham.
payne and glanced a, an old admirer.
half way down tho table, timid little
woman at tho other end cauvh. tho
look and hated her for it. The REGIMENT
was tho girls husband.
"And now toll mo some deliphtfullv
naughty scandal" Mrs. Marston said TO
tho horsev man mTh. l,,ost and Lo,,
YOU know"
"Mrs Graham ~
"On, shes an old story"
Give YOU nv honor-new obi.
tion"-
As he paused. sho thought "Nari,
can't have found Sir John. 7 wander IL
thew have good nrr.e Tbov miyht
bave lot ma seo her ;u,t for ono mn,nnnt
Children rnrelv tata m a atn,.mo,hnr
but Daisy usod 10 1--we ovcry npcn
ESQ Mira Graham hoe ovon ovor.
steppcd tho bounds of moderniiv" ,ho
said aloud "Rravo, 7 am oIwnvs ,rotn.
full to woman who rivcs m, sonethiny
notorious n ,nll, aboSH,H H' NV '''n'''''S
And sho thouyht 81 wondcr If sbo
sut,ers much. wo,dor II shn ia cnn.
scious. They soid No bc.tor, Could
that mean shc wn, woTsn9 How nil
these neonlo wo,ld oh ,,,srnnI wh;snar
il they knew thn si,r,,ion ,o.niyht. pot
one OF them wonld he sorrvSvr, ii;IIo
would. moor friyb,npoJ Iit,Io woman
because hcr baby dial ,l,hou,h I do
tlirt with Lor hushnnJ And me hohv-
oh. Cod how hannv was ovcr Da;sv
And uow-.it;s nv pwn i,ml, for Io,,,inr
her. but how con,J + knov aho ,ros nn,
ing to bo IN 30 '''O "'' n
rho room. with II, militant licb,s II,
sound of voice, md it, innrhtcr inloJ
from sight. In Imagination sho was chr.