Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1898-06-16

sarging through a.s brain and taking
. possession CT his heart then lie stopped
ard lifted the womal's head ana laid
his hand uDoE heg pulse
Suddenly he eyes mashed opel-deep
blue. iHaoCsEs eyes. which met his gaze
vita long steady glance. then she
tottased 70 Eer feet
"A-crFts Dudley. she saiG IL ioW.
. scornl1l tone, stand cut o. Ky way'
Where is nay blndle1 Thank you.
/ Goodnight"
I And she turned with feeble steps TO
pass on. With a bound. he was at her
side and caught her hand.
+ "Vlval" lie painted, there Is some
/ thing to be explained
she turned and faced him calm
Iiy
"Ay. there Is zonething 20 De eE-
I Dla.nei she repeated, quietly "Wait!
M home Is near If you choose 10 come.
! The street is scarcely the place for
you and me 70 coma TO an understand
ing
She turned with swift. flying s;eps.
excitement lending wings to her tired
1 feet. and led him into d gloomy look
I ing building. not lar distant, 1c {. tight
Of crazy stairs, Iuto shabby, half fur
/ uishsd apartment.
(, Viva lsid her bundle upon the pine
table, and proceeded 70 light candle
which stood "a a hiass candlesSick
upon shelf; then she faced her bus
band. her eyes flashing her sR,ess
form drawn up 10 It's full heasbl
You come TO arraign me. s&oTRts
/ Dudley. she satd, In a low, fsses tone,
''and / demand IA hearing. IL ~ time.
! Viva" he said, bewildered beyond
expression. for the case vas reversed
she was the accuser. he the defend
ant, sit down here" and he drew
cheir forward Now go on and tell
me ell, for I begin TO see that havs
been d miserable dupe. or frishtfully
mistaken"
She tossed her faded hood aside, and
faced aim, with deep scorn IN heT bead
tiiul eyes.
You believed an appearance Of
wrong" sne said: nov listen 10 the
| truth-the whole truth-so help me.
Heaven / left your home. Il is true.
but not for life OF d!shonor-oh! how
could you live ana believe that?-out
because she. Lurliue -. CTr, made me
btiieye--ior ! Tss a siddy, foolish
| chlla-,htt I would be fl great actress,
and coin money for--youi | had re-
| ftected q great deei upon our poverty,
ana felt certain that you might become
q great physician IL we only had mon
ey, that we mieht rningle In the world
| So / went on the stage-her stage
not the elevated life OF real talent and
genius. and IN nalf dozen nights
! had seen what her lie amounted to-
/ Needless 10 say, l was thoroughly
heartsick. / LEFT the company, and re-
pentant and despifng my oVn folly
and creduIity. I went home to Our lit
tie cottage, determined TO be content
with the lot In life to which Heaven
had called me. Bus. alas! you had
been there, and finding me gone and
the silly note which had left, you had
disposed OF everything; the house was
in the hands Of strange and when I
sought you there was no trace G9 your
I
you had gone 70 America. / came to
Paris then. I found an old woman
whom I had once known at home; she
vas poor and she gave me 4 shelter.
She could sew, and had a position In
d small shop. She took me with her
for company. taught me to work. and
have earned my bread since by such
work as this"
She opened the bundle on the table;
1t contained a dozen coarse shirts.
For moment Morris Dudley stood
gazing upon her. like one who sudden
Ily beholds a wonderful revelation.
1.-THE pinched, hai!-starved look, the
ideep blue eyes, full Of word!ess SORROW.
the patient little mouth-au told the.r
.ale OF suffering. Ne drew nearer and
failing on his knees at her feet, he
caught the toil-hardened little hand.
and crushed II against his lips
| May Heaven forgive mel" he moao-
ed, contritely. What wretch. what
an objectionable wretch have BEEN"
For a long time he knelt there. SOB
bling like a child; then he raised his
eyes TO her face She was weeping ST.
tlentIy, but her tears were more or joy
than grief.
| "Viya," he cried wildly, can you
ever forgive me? Do you hate me,
Viva2"
For answer she threw her arms
about his neck. Morris" che said,
softly. through her tears, II was TO
blame, ] was wrons-altosether wrong!
But, believe me. for the Father OF all
knows It Is true. | did not leave home
FOR any wrong purpose not even with
the love Of the stage. but simply and
entirely because T. in my foolish inex-
perience. hoped TO earn money and sur
prize you with the gift: you had done
so much FOR me. Morris, But I was
wrong my darling. and Heaven knows
how | repent and regret the past. l
forgive you freely. Morris, how could
do otherwise?"
strangely reunited headed not the
flight Of time Sitting there together,
Morris Dudley told Viva OF all that
had occurred. Of Lurline Chadwicke's
scheming. and the false position which
she held and which could nor d. taken
, rIem her 5Jauep they possessed 40
pr,of that che vns IN Tmpogtor.
Vive listened With wonder and
ama2oneut; rheb be had cunrs.Ged.
sne pught her hIsband>e hend3 IN her
own
Morris" she cried eagerly, Il be-
lievs can help this poor girl, Lesley
Dinamo;e. You look surprised Let
me tell you I happen TO know some
thing concerning Lugline's wicked
plots: she confided IN me. to an extent;
she wrote me that she had married
Barton Chadwicke, for che had desert
ed her husband. st. Cyr. and now DO
lievos him dead, then she wrote me Of
her disappointment In regard 70 the
will, and that when the time came
for her 10 act she know what to do.
There are three letters. / have them
here BY these letters you will aBcer-
tain her intention to perpetrate fraud
of some description. The strange part
to me Is that woman OF her worldly
wisdom and duplicity and wickedness
should have been so silly as 10 hint her
plans to any one else a wise woman
never writes anything that she does
not wish the world 10 see Here are
the letters, Morris"
From the table drawer she took sew
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