Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1897-08-08


succeeded in making her ashamed OF
her weakness in placing faith in such
degraded rubbish While with him
Isabella was a bright and laughing ri;
quite another sort of being TO the grave
and nervous creature she was while in
the presence of Dido. She felt that II
she married Maurice his bright strone
nature would save her from a lament
able and melancholy existence; and as
all her affections and instincts inclined
to the young man, she hoped to become
his wife.
Dido saw her thoughts. and hating
Maurice as one who scoffed at Obi, she
did her best TO put evil ideas in the
girls head concerning the young man.
But as yet she had failed TO SOW dis
sension between the lovers.
On the day after the Majors dinner
party. Isabella was sitting in the YER
andah with a book open on her lap
and Dido standing grayely near her.
Mrs. Dallas. in the cool depths OF the
drawing room, was indulging in an al
ter luncheon siesta. The sunlight
poured itself over the velvet lawns,
drew forth the perfumes from the flow
er beds. and made the earth languor-
Gus with heat.
In the verandah all was cool and
restful and pleasingly silent. Isabella,
in her white dress, looked beautiful ana
pensive; while Dido, in reddish-hued
robe. with a crimson 'kerchief twisted
round her stately head, cleaned IN the
semi-gloom like some gorgeous trop-
ical bird astray in our northern climes'
Both mistress and maid were silent.
It was Dido who spoke first. She no
ticed that the eyes of her mistress con-
stantly strayed in the direction OF
"Ashantee, and with the jealousy be-
gotten of deep affection, she guessed
that the girls thoughts were fixed upon
the much-hated Maurice. At once she
spoke reproachfully. and IN the grotes-
que negro dialect, which, however, COM
ing from Dido's mouth, INSURED no one
with merriment.
9Aha. missy" said she, II deep gut
tural tones. you tink o5 On yailr-
hard mani"
Maurice! Yes. I am thinking asout
him: and you know why +.
Dido's fierce black eyes flashed o't
of a CLEAN of rage, and she cursed
Maurice audibly in some barDarc
tongue which Isabella seemed to UNI
drstand. At all events she interrupt
ed the woman's speech with an I'M
perious gesture.
mo more Of that, Dido. You know
that love Maurice; | wish to marry
him. Why are you so bitter against
him?"
HE take you from me-
"Well. if | marry any one the same
thing will happen" responded Isabella,
lightly; land surely, Dido, you do not
want me to remain a spinster all my
life"
mo. missy, no. You marry, an ole
Dido am berry pleased. But dat yal-
lar ha'r man, / no like him; II he
marry you, he take you away. He a
fool-a big fool"
ooh. you say that because he does
not believe in Obi or Voodoo."
Dido threw up one dark hand with
an ejaculation.
Not in de sunlight; dose am de
names for de darkness, honey In de
night dey-"
mo. MOI" cried Isabella with a
shudder. Don't tell me any more OF
those horrible things"
AHA, dat de yalIer-har who makes
you fear" cried Dido bitterly. He
hate Obi an me. He will not marry
you, missy"
Eyes. he will we are engaged.
"Your mudder, she say no"
Nonsense. She likes Maurice her
self" replied ISABELLA, uneasily.
Maurice wants our engagement kept
quiet for the present. but when | do
tell Major Jen and my mother, l am
sure neither OF them will object"
Him, we see, I7issy, W, see said
Dido, darkly. But why you marry
this man l no like?"
Because | marry to please myself,
not you," said Isabella, sharply. "Oh,
l know your thoughts, Dido; you
would like me to marry David Sarby.
The idea; as if he can compare with
Maurice"
Wrong, missy. 1 no wish dat
man"
Then DR.. Etwald-that horrid,
gloomy creature
Him great man." said Dido, SOL
EMMY. Him berry-berry great"
II don't think so" retorted Isabella,
rising. "Of course, know that he is
clever, but as to being great, he isn't
known beyond this place" She walk
ed to the end OF the yeranda and stood
for a moment in the glare OF tire sun
shine. Suddenly an idea seemed 10
strike her and she turned towards the
negress.
Dido, you wouldn't like to see me
the wife of DR.. Etwsld?"
Yes, missy. Him berry big great
man"
But I hate him"
UNI He Tub you. ne told ole Dido
So"
HE seems to have been very conf
dential," said Isabella. scornfulIy,
and from what / have seen. Dido, he
has some influence over you"
NO" said the negress. But while
her tongue uttered the denial, her eyes
rolled unasily round the lawn, as
though dreading some invisible pres
ence. "No, missy. Dido great one,
you know She no 'fraid oh dat doc
tor; but him big man, missy; you
marry him"
mo, no. no. l would rather die.
love Maurice"
You nebber marry him, missy.
Nebber, nebber,"
How do you know"
Il make de spell. know. De spell
say dat doctor. he marry you"
This time Isabella burst out into a
girlish laugh of genuine amusement
The spell seems TO know more about
me than 20 mvself" said abe con-