Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1898-06-18
cry fashion, IN every way, now I love

every fashion, IN every way, how | love
you."
The sun never shone upon happier lovers
than those. The golden doors OF Loves
paradise were open to them.
II never knew until now" said Vane,
show beautiful life is. Why, Pauline, love
is the very center of 1t; it is not money or
ranS-it is love that makes life. Only to
think, my darling, that you and | may spend
every hour of it together"
She raised her eyes TO the fair, calm heav-
ems, and infinite happiness filled Tier soul 70
overlooking; a deep, silent prayer assembled
unspoken from her heart.
Suddenly she sprang from his side with a
startled cry.
"0h, Vane!' she said, with outstretched
hands, 81 had forgotten that l am unworthy.
l can never marry your
lie saw such wild despair in her face, such
sudden, keen anguish, that he was half start
led; and k~neeling by her side. he asked:
"Why, my darling? Tell me why. You,
Pauline" he cTied-''you not worthy of me-
My darling, what fancy Is it-what foolish
.dea-what freak of Imagination? You are
the noblest, the truest, the dearest woman in
the whole wide world! Pauline, why are
you weeping SO? My darling, trust me-tell
me-"
She had shrunk %shuddcring from him, and
had buried her face in her hands; deep, Bit
ter sObs came from her lips; there was the
very eloquence Of despair in her attitude.
pauline" said ncr lover, you cannot
shake my faith in you; you cannot make me
think you have done wrong; but will you
try, sweet, to tell me what 1t lisp"
He never forgot the despairing face raised
to his the shadow of such mutterable sorrow
IN the dark eyes, the qulvering of the pale
lips, the tears that rained down her FACET
was such a change from the radiant, happy
girl Of but a few minutes ago that he could
hardly believe II was the same Pauline.
lie bent over her as though he would fain
kiss away the fast falling tears; but she
shrank from him.
do not touch me, Vanev' she cried; II
am not worthy. l had forgotten; in the hap
piness of loving you, and knowing that /
was beloved, | had forgotten Tiny own
deed had d%ishonored me! Wemust part, for
/ am not worthy of you.'
lie took both her hands in his own, and
his Influence over her was so great that even
in that hour she obeyed him implicitly, as
though she had been a child.
you must let me Judge, Pauline" he said,
gently. "You are mine by right Of the
promise you gave me n few minutes since
the promise to be my wife; that makes you
mlne-no one can release you from II, BY
virtue Of that promise you must trust me-,
and tell me what you have DONE
He saw that there was a desperate strug-
gle In her mind-a struggle between the
pride that babe her rise in rebellion and
leave him with her secret untold, and the
love that, bringing with it sweet and gra-
cious humility, prompted her to confess all
to him. He watched her with loving eyes;
as that struggle ended, so would her life take
its shape.
lie saw the dark eyes grow soft with good
thoughts; he saw the silent, proud defiance
die out of the beautiful face; the lips CULVER
cd, sweet humility seemed TO fall over her
and infold her.
81 have done a cruel deed, Vane," she
said-"an act of vengeance that cuts me of
from the roll of noble women, and dlshonors
me-"
Still keeping his hold of the white hand,
he said,-
"Tell me what it was-I can judge far bet
ter than YOU"
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