Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1895-07-28

awhile she grew accustomed to her new mode of dress.
 The days passed away into months. but they did not bring to Rawlston the ease of life he had hoped for when he l brought Chonita to his home. and he wondered why the ideal was always more Beautiful than the real. After all, it had only been an experiment. and it had failed; yet even had it not, he realized that eventually he would have returned to the old life for the sake of her who awaited him there. | Then he thought of what would come to Chonita, the child who loved him SC, after he was gone; for leave her he must, and his soul cried out within him against, not so much what he had done, as what he was about to do
 One evening he sat before the fire in his quarters, engaged in looking over the weekly mail, while Chonita rested at his feet cuddled in little heap in the warmth, and with her head pill l lowed against his knee.
 sChonita, dear, I must leave you. I am going to my home''
 She started and sprang to her feet. Her heart beat wildly, and into her great dark eyes came strange, wild look. You are going toto her!" she cried, throwing her arm violently toward the photograph. You are go- ing to the woman who wrote you this hop and she tore the letter across and threw it from her. No! but you shall not goP she continued .'She has TO right to you. You are mine mineh1 Majestically she stood gazing at him for an instant; then the little figure forgot its queenly bearing and dropped wcarily-fell at his feet-sob- ping out tenderly; ''Ah, say it is not so-you are all the one have to love all have!"
 He touched one little hand that rest ed on his knee. Poor little thing.,e he said ssPoor little thing!a
 She lay at his feet, her whole body quivering.
 He could not bear to see her suffer so. He pitied her, and he thought: Why not lie to her; why not let her be- Heye that he would return? Yes, why not? It would make it easy for her now, and in time she would learn to forget. He lifted her gently up and folded her in his arms. sChonita, he said, T will come back to yoa. dear. 1 must go, but it is only for little while, few months You can wait for me with your father at the rancho only for few months. sweetheart"
 She drew herself from his arms and sat on his knee, her dark eyes watch ing the fire very softly. Suddenly she turned and gazed at him for a long while, then said slowly:
 You are not going to her, and you will return to me?,'
 He said, T am not going to her, and 1 will return to you"
 She looked him in the eyes, and seemed to doubt. After awhile she arose, and taking the photograph from the shelf, she brought it to him, say ing:
 Tear it and throw it in the fire no?s
 He hesitated an instant, then arose. The hot blood came to his face then, because he pitied her, he made the sacrifce-and she believed
 A few days later he left the mine, and, sending his servants on with the paek-train toward Guadalupe Galyo, he took Chonita to her fathers home. With Juan he made his peace with more pesos than the old man had ever hoped to possess, but he told him. as he had Chonita, that he would return.
 The following morning, when all was ready for his departure, and at the last moment, he went to where Ghonita sat weeping in the doorway and took her hands and drew her up to him.
 "Pobrecito," he said, s.poor little thing, you are only child. Would to God we had never met! Poor little hearti"
 She turned her face to his shoulder and buried it against his neck sobbing gently. He wound his arms about her and held her close to him. He Jet her cry for awhile, then he drew her face close to his. He kissed it and put it back in it's resting place, pressing his lips to her hair. After awhile he put her gently from him. slowly passed to where his mule awaited, slowly mount ed-she ran after him, stretched out her arms, a cry was on her lips
 Some one caught her by the arm and said: @No use running after him, girl. He's gone for good. You will have to find another lover"
 Through her tears she saw at her side tall, lank Texan, who had arr rived early that morning from the mines with message for Rawlston. s.Gone for good!' she echoed. No! He is coming back to mel
 '"rhe new boss says he is going north to marry another girl You won't see him again, and the Texan turned to- ward the corral to get his mule.
 ''Gone?' she cried "Lied to me and | gone to marry--nol God in Heaven, she shall not have him, he is miner' and with her eyes flashing with rage she caught up her fathers rife, which rested against the house-the one with | ,oJ, e1, hol l