The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1898-08-20
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New York Post: The curtains were
drawn down. the blinds shut in, and a
nan.seryaut with a lighted taper at the
end o, long brass rod lit the candles
here and there In the tail silver candle
STICKS on table in the drawing-room
wa, n curious Indian lamp; this he also
III and turned the wick low. The light
ailed the crimson shade with suftused
glow, tiIl itlookedlike great poppy In
fiery bloom. The meaningless pieces OF
br!c-a-brac sank into the shadow ana
color. stun. and outline Of furniture, al
were softeued as the room clothed itselt
in, Inc mystery OF dlrused lamplight.
into this delicious atmosphere OF hreilt
drawinP-room OF the winter day with
out. Holding back the portlere-
6TIas any one been here? she asked
the man-servant. 80.
Mr.. Montelth, Miss Allan, and this
caneNm He lifted from the hall table an
immense box bearing florists marx
and carried It into the drawing room.
"Put II on the dlvan. l Will open IL
Miss Allan sat down beside the box
drew of her gloves. unfastened tne
string, and lifted the cover, She frown-
ed a little, the gift was so prodigaL
She smiled little. II was so beautliul:
and she took out bunch after bunch OF
Vl0Iets and lilies, rose after rose. untii
hgr lap was full. the sofa heaped with
fIou5nrs and the box not get empty. The
small envelope which fell out or TINS
mass Of sweetness was soaked with
watef and the ink blurred. There was
no handwriting she knew so well as
thlS; Il had given her all sensations, and
II had left her cold. But on the night
the garden of perfect beauty IN whlch
the little paper had been embedded pos
sessed peculiar chnrm.
stIl smiling, she drew forth the card
from its cover.
"As many as these roses be,
Kiss her so many times"
She folded the card carefully In little
folds between her slim fingers; draw
ing her fine brows together and max
ing small her eyes, she looked at the
mattel where before the mirror were
the various ornaments. Into the mirror
she looked, and past Il, ont into the
world Of Indecislon doubt, and hes'a-
ton, wherein she had been sce!rN
question. one thing, for n year. inc
clock vibrated with q tanGle OF silver
sounds; at the same moment the from.
door opened. some one entered, and was
shown directly INFO the room. before
Miss Allan was aware that the bell had
sounded.
She gave an exclamation OF surprise,
and started to rise, gathering IN her
arms lilies and rnses-red as the one,
white as the other, she flashed and
"Don't rise, Eunicc; am on my way
10 the Century Club to dine, but
couldn't go by"
Her guest held his hat and stick and
stood before Miss Allan. He spoke in
low tone, and each word that he adj
dressed to her was an eutreaty and
caress,
II was here only an hour ago"
yes" she nodded. and then you
went away to send me these; now you
come back 20 see how l receive them.
The flowers are perfectly beautiful, the
most prodIgal, sumptuous, eXtravaEant
gift ever saw. They make me think OF
l'Gheek banquet. must"
Don't. please" interrupted her guest,
Z dread your thanks: there Is sure 10 be
lreprfmand concealed. I mustsfnd as
I like! must have some expression.
Did ,yon reatl the letter this morning"
She grew gentler and met the eyes Of
aer companion fully and seriously.
Eyes, I read II. In fact, have been
reading II ali day It.came while was
SIN IN my room. After consulting every
article Of furniture and every nook ~
that quarter 70 no purpose, took 1t to
the library. where we have talked and
read together so very otten-no light.
no Hitting of the veil.
She continued: Then l decided that
the house was impossible ground. So,
In despair, I ordered the carriage and
took your long and bewilderlng eplstle
with me out OF doors to the park-all
seemFd % grow clear
'Eunicel" and he put his hand over
hers that held the flowers.
walt! That / was never meant to be
your wife; that 1t is folly for US to think
Of spending our lives together-then
James turned Into the road where we
made him stop last spring while we got
out and walked on a little toward the
Mall. do you remember? Strangely
enough he stopped there to-day tn fix 4
d. 6lEhN-TGllu % 4 NhAktAl bAlAA lVbhth phA
OF the window there wasn't a thing In
the road that didn't give some voice FOR
you-not leaf-or a tree"
The paleness which had spread over
MOnteith's face at the first part Of her
speech, turned 20 a rudy joy; he bent
towards her
Wait" she said again. ION the way
home It grew dark, there was nothing to
see but the inside Of the brougham, the
blurred windows. the carriages flashing
past; your letter slipped TO the floor;
nothing spoke for you, Mark. There
seems nothing in me to speak for you,
and when am shut In with myself you
are a thousand miles away"
ut must end-it must end-"ha s1id.
II cannot"
Eyes, you are right" she assented.
'Stopl" he really took her hand this
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