Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1900-01-05

JatSOn OF the OOctrlne OF affinity IL an
unknown alphabet, but whose clear eyes
look into the purple depths &C her rivals
with a divining light. II think that you
know! You ask me if 1 nave no faith
in my husband. l nave had all faith in
him. l have never loved anyone else,
n know nothing of men save as l know
them by him. Yet / know this, for the
bitter knowledge has been forced upon
me, hat there are few men who could
be utter proof against such a ace as
yours-against such a woman as you are,
If YOU will that they shall care for You.
and throw your dangerous influences over
them. l do not quite believe that all
would be equally weak or equally tempt
cd; but there could not he one who
would not feel your spell. and Lord En-
nisford is %weak-that is to say, he is not
immaculate"
"You iatter me-" Lady Aylmer says.
with IL good deal of mock modesty. And
now, Lady Ennisford, you must listen
to me in my turn. lux let me tell you Il
few unwholcsomc truths. Don't make
me wholly responsible for Your husbands
flirting p%ropensities; it will be unjust. If
1 had never been born, it is impossible
that you could have held in absolute
80 w - hitA 4LOlu 1llIllISIOtds IOu
are too true. If you want to keep n
mans love, never by any chance tell him
the truth. He will not bear it: no man
bears the truth, if it is unpleasant, and
the naked truth, as people call it. is
almost always hidcous. \ man may put
up with the truth from another man.
but never from IL woman; that is, not
If he loves her, or desires to stand we'll
in her opinion. Thu moment she dares
to become his judge, his critic, she ere
ates i'll him coldness, if not Indifference,
to herself. The key to the entire arch
of a mans love is tlattely; soothe his
self-iovc. and YOU will always be charm
ing to him. Hint that he has a fault,
and he will run away from you. Now,
1 am quite sure, Lady Ennisford. that
you have never been angry with your
husband without showing it, even if you
did not speak a word"
No answer, but in the pure limpid eyes
-soirowful, regretful eycs-she reads
that it is a true hill.
ut would not nave gone so hard with
you. if o had but known how to man
age him, but 1 see you lack tinesse!"
And as Lady Ennisford listens; she
feels the indignant blood surging up to
her face at the iimpertincnt personalities
she has subjected herself to. Why lid
she come? she wonders. She might have
known it was almost impossible to look
at the face. exquisite as it was, and not
to know that the soul was hard in def
ance. insolent in evil, md wanting in
wOmanhOod.
"You are too devoted to him! You don't
give him IL scrap of stimulus in loving
,,>,, r-l- H.
ginning that our devotion wars absolute,
and as endlcss-pardon meas it is mar
row. Well, we two shall never come
nearer one another il we tall on for
ever" Lady Aylmer says, iiippantly,
for the little French clock. surmounted
by Venus and Cupid. strikes Z, and she
remembers that she has to make a tot
lette for the theater to which Lord En-
nisford will attend her. I'VE do not
stand on the same plane, or see anything
from the same angle of vision; whas is
symmetrical to one is distorted to the
other. l don't believe l could ever like
you! for You do so disturb my good opin-
ion of myself, and that is not pleasant.
But l respect you, for your goodness and
your devotion as Il wife, Il thing which,
in these days. one secs only in a blue
moon, you know. But though | should
be sorry to hurry you away. l confess it
makes me very uncomfortable to have
You dropping your d~ivining rod into me
like this. 1 prefer to hold it in my w
hands and TO sound other peoples depths;
so. as 1 cannot do much for you, for YOU
alone possess the power of making Lord
Ennisford IL good boy again, loving and
loyal and very penitent. l think it would
be best, perhaps. il we did not discuss
the subject any more"
Just for one second Lady Ennisford
iooks straight into her eyes. then she
turns away her keen regard, fol. she
knows she has failed. miserably, ignobly
failed; that her standardization has gone
for nousht, and her whole honest, low
in. heart has been laid bare. only to be
laughed at and mercilessly tramplcd on;
so. without another word, she puts down
her veil and moves toward tie door.
'What a darling. what a cherub!'
cries Lady Aylmer. with a bold. loud
laugh: you are the miniature of your
father. little one, and as beautiful as an
;ngel!.'
Upon this Lady Ennisford puts out q
trembling hand, and almost wrenches her
child out OF the others grasp. with a
curious expression OF fear and even hor-
ror on her face. then she goes quickly
out of the bijou house that seems to
s~utfocate her, with the light, knocking
laughter shifting her like Il blow.
ITO be c%ontinued.)