The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1895-05-07
Uoyy,Shi, 1851
CiiAprIi. II,

Al a point that commands u Wow Of tho
lovely valley spreading below, they
como to u standstill, and Mrs. Alline.
ham, Il little fascinated, fingers to
watch them. Is this going to be u hap
ply marriage? Tho man looks very
much In earnest, but tho girl
At this moment tho girl turni and
looks eagerly backward upon tho path
sho has Just travelled. All at once hor
face has frightened and Just M sudden
~ the man at her aldo seems 10 sink
into insigniticancs. She has no longer a
thought for him. Glare, with Il sense
OF pity for her lover, knows ut once that
bcr oypst her thoughts, all belong TO the
owner OF tho footsteps that arc now dis.
tinctly TO be heard coming up the path
behind them.
lmpclled by sort Of queer curiosity
she leans forward TO soc what tho man
is like that this young creature can pre-
fer to tho handsome boy at her sldc.
The bridge prevents her Mt frat from
seeing him, but now tho footsteps ara
nearOr--thcy are evidently hurried
and now
by a supreme effort she controls the
wild cry that rises TO hor lips. Oh, God
not here--uot now. Oh, fool to have
made so sure! Falling on hor knees she
crouchcs back against the railing, Do'
hind her. In this position she Is en-.
tirciy hidden from those on tho path
below. For moment q sickening faint
ness almost overpowers hor.
Theu she compels lIerself 10 listen.
The voicc-his voice-oh, tho horror OF
it!-comes up clear and strong.
$50 have found you again, you see.
l told you | should. You"-how bold.
how certain. tho voice is-"bave not
quito forgotten meY'
'Oh, no, Nr. Prendercast."
So. lie has changed his name Ia little
notorious At presently lest it should
frighten this pretty fly from his web.
Mrs. Allingham's lips. even in her deep
agitation, curl involuntarily. Then all
at once she remembers something. She
shrinks as ii from herself, aud her face
grows whittier. VIVA: about hi, and her
name?
II am bound to 20 on to Darmitz this
evening 10 meet airiend there, and TO.
morrow claims Inc, too. but after that
You will BIO still here?'
The woman above listening can imag.
inc the imprisoned glance that accom-
paniss this question. She has been
through it.
"Yes-yes." says the girl. in hor soft,
low tone.
"Ah! In the meantime''-
Good bye"
mo, no. An rovoir!
1heu the little play ia over. lie ha,
gone back to the carriage waiting for
him on the lower road, from whence. no
doubt, he had seen her. and tho other
two have turned the corner and gone
on. in ominous silence. Clare got.
slowly to her feet. That child and tn at
man! What a devil he is! lie has
evidently kept her in ignorance OF his
marriage, and to let her love him, not
knowing.
Again she seems to remember, and
stops suddenly, "a If stabbed to the
heart. Oh, Godl What is she doing?
Well, well, wolll We must all SOW,
We must, all reap, and IL that girl
chooses fling away her life, what is it
10 her?
Something, however, i. must be, be.
cause all the way back to the hotel, I'm.
der the scented leaves, and with the
growing night wind blowing upon her.
the childs pure. lovely face is ever with
her, So might her own once have
looked, before they sold her to the
highest bidderl
Her heart soitcns. Yes; she will
speak to tho girl to-night-wilI warn
her. She will do ono good deed before
Bns il the doing of it should
be.ray her No; no fear Of that. lie
had said he would not be back until the
day after tomorrow. aud by that time
she will be far away. Oh, thatit were
farther!
The evening has grown late, and all
the lights OF heaven are resplendent.
Scarce sound can be heard. save the
calm rushing Of tho river down below
md the sigh OF the wind in the trees.
Above. the
"Gldcd sickle OF the new mndc moon
Leading the pale limp OF the evening star
is shining brilliantly.
On tho terrace stands Mrs Alling.
ham, holding tho girls hand closely in
her own.
Give up tina. man, Amy. lie is I'm.
worthy. Why. why do you lot him
make love to your Oh. how hard it is
to explain-to you-whu do not know
tho meaning OF the word! But the
real thing, real love. i, all purity. be.
lievc mo-"
"Yes?" says tho girl, looking dis.
trosseG, puzzled.
There ia Mr.. Borthwick," goes on
Clare. eagerly. ale is in love with
your
"0h, Mrs. Allingham. l." with fright.
ened, pretty eyes, and a rising color
like nothing on earth so much as n
blush rose, II don't think any one Is In
love with me"
"Mr. Borthwick is" says Mrs. Alllng.
ham, in her queer. direct way. Then,
where did you moot this-Mr. Prem.
dergastP'
an Beriin--a month ugo."
"And he has followed you hore?'
III don't KNOW
81 do. Amy" tightening her grasp
on tho girl's arm. !Put him ont OF
your mind. Refuse TO 900 him again.
II you encourage him you will regret /,