The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1900-10-09

Il do bid YOU" he returned, lifting
his head TO look steadily at her. Cor
y slight shadow fell over her face.
but she moved away obediently. when
with a sudden movement he gathered
her in his arms. and. pushing the fair
hair from her temples. kissed her brow
and eyes, and lips, slowly and solemn
ly, as one who takes an eternal fare
we'll
"Good-byg she said, TREMENDOUSLY.
when he released her
"Good-by. he replied.
And lie held the door open and
watched her while she passed from his
sight among the shifting figures of the
ballroom.
week la,er, after Clifford had re-
turned to France and Barbara had
gone Tome, Lady Anstruthers brought
Castor long letter, which she had
written to the girl with the request
that he would direct it for her.
Castor received It with n silent bend
of to head.
His motncr did not know that their
late guest had rejected him.
He had. ready sealed. a letter To his
brother Clifford: and he made a very
natural mistake In directing the let
tiers, for he used the same heavy.
cream-laid. monogranmCd envelopes
that his mother did.
The consequence was that two davs
later. Barbara received the letter nd
dressed to Clifford. which was nothing
less than weak appeal for clomcncy
and silence. and which revealed tho
astounding fact that Castor. the
younger brother was the guilty one
who forged the note, i'm order to liuui-
date some gambling debts, which he
dared not confess to his father. and
that. circumstances convicting Clifford.
he had kept silent beyond protesting
his innoCcnCc-at the frantic cntrcat-
les e the young scamp who had been
greatly beloved Ivy him
Barbara. despite her gentle. grace
ful manners ma sweet Yes. had much
decision of character
she knew that Castor would attend
the races on the following week.
She had friends there and she went
down } visit them. aud went to Gas
toms hotel, thiciily yelled.
In few quiet words the matter was
laid before him. together with the al
tcrnativC.
IF YOU do not make full confession
To your father ana clear every shadow
of suspicion from Clirford's name. ]
will noise this matter abroad among
all your friends. Choose AT once
His rage and smothcrcd curses
availeI II, thing. The lovely. higL-brcd
girl was MS cold and hard as a marble
statue. and as white.
But after she had won his sullen
promise TO right the wrong, and had
reached her chamber she was flushed
anG fearful and radiant
1t was Castor who went away
month later, and Clifford who came
home.
CASTOR put the ocean between him
self and England. and settled i'm Amer
lea. whcr' he finally married a veal
thy bankers daughter. who probably
knew nothing of her husbands real
history.
And Clifford was called home to be
greeted 10y his fathers remorseful
prayers for forgiveness and his moth
er's happy tears.
But The girl who loved him, and who
had brought all this about-she was
very Shy. She fretted herself with all
sorts of suppositions.
Perhaps, now that the whole world
was before him. ne would choose diff
ferently. Perhaps he regretted those
kisses in the conscrvatory-th pas
slonatc love of look and tone-thc
memory of which thrilled her heart.
Nevertheless every summons mt the
door startled her, and flushed the fair
checks.
And when at last he did come, all the
little speeches which she had prepared
for SuCh an event forsook her.
She saw the outstrctchcd arms and
the eloquent eyes Of her lover. who had
passed through years Of sorrow and
shame for another. ana with n little
tremulous cry ran forward ana was
folded close TO his heart Saturday
Night