Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1900-01-04
CHAPTER LX.
This Woman Shall Never Know.

BUb COulu See ING UlIlb anu lUt llCcb
and catch glimpses OF pretty home
scenery that were unriyaledf She stood
looking at It now, her eye. fixed on
the distant hills, her heart ,-echolne
the words: I'm the grave llone Is
peace in her heart and mind all
was dross: she seemed to have lost the
power OF thinking; she had an en-
gagement to sing In her farorite opera
on the evening previous. Hundreds had
assembled to hear her, and at the last
moment they were compelled to find a
substitute. Leone could not sing; 1t
was not that her voice failed her, but
to her indispensable sorrow, when she
began to tell the woes OF another her
mind wandered off into her own. In
vain she tried to collect herself, to save
herself from the terrible whirl Of her
brain. Surely | am not going mad
She bent her head on her hands, and
sighed deeply; II she could but save
herself, II she could but tell what to
do. The night before, only a few hours
previous, It seemed to her her heart
and brain had been on fire, first with
jealosuy. then with love, then with
anger. BY accident. as she was
going to her wardrobe, her hands
fell on large, beautiful copy of
the Bible. She opened It carcessly,
and her eyes fell on the words "For.
the wicked there shall be no abiding
place. neither shall they find rest
forever"
Rost, that was what she wanted, and
if she were wicked she would not find
IL for evermore. What was being
wlckcd2 People had behaved wickedly
to her; they had taken from her the
one love that would have been the stay
OF her life; they had made her most
solemn vows nothing. She had been
wlckodly treated. but did 1t follow that
ahc must be wicked?
II could never be sinner" she
said; ID have not the nerve | have not
the strength, could not be n sinner"
Lightly enough she turned those
pages; she saw the picture of Ruth In
the corn-neld simple. loving Ruth,
whose words have stood the finest love
story eyer written since she uttered
them There was another picture OF
Queen esther falnting IN the awful
presence Of Ahasuerus the king; an
other OF tho Madonna holding In hor
arms little child. another OF the
Magdaen. hcr golden hair wet with
tears another OF Il Sacred Head bent
low IN the agonies of death, She look
cd long nj that, for underneath 1t was
written, "l'or our sins," Wlckcdncss
meant sin Standing there, her hand
resting on The page, all the truth seem
cd to come home tn her IL would be
sin to cause the husband of another
woman to love her; 1t would be n sin
to give way to the desire Of vengeance
that was burning her heart away, and
these words were SO pathetic "For our
sins" She had laid her face on that
picture Of the CruciiXion and burning
tears fell from her Dyes over II,
God have mercy on ne" she had
prayed, "and save me from myself,
Thon she had slept and here WAS
the morrow, lovely summer day with
the air all fragrance, the birds all
song and shc was still doing hard bat.
tie with herself, for. as SHE had said to
herself. hers was "A mad love a cruel
mad love"
And a. she stood watching the dis
tant hills, wondering II in the blue
sky that hung over them there was
peace. a servant once more entered the
room holding a card IN her hand,
Lady Chuudos" said Leone, won
derlnglv "Asl, her IN here
She looked in surprise, almost too
great for words at the littlo card
lance'a Vito, who had refused to speak
to her. who had distancd to touch her
outstrelchrd hand lanrc's wife cont
'ne tn speak to her
What could It mean Were the whole
race Of The lHnswells coming to her"
The next moment q tlr sweet face
was snilln% jNto hers face she had
seen last darlicnel with anger hut
which was rair and bright now with
the lleht Of holy love
Leone locked at her in amaze What
had happened 1t looked rs though n
new life, Il now soul had been given to
Lady Marion And hush she was
sncaking to her In low, sweet voice.
that thrilled through the great Singer
like the sortcsl cords from an Eollan
harm
Won are surprised "a 500 mo- Lady
Marion WIS saying 'Yet have done
right IN coming All last night, while
the stars were shining, | prayed
Heaven To ten me what It was best for
me to do, and shall always think that
the white winged angels. who they
say carry PRAYERS to HclSen, sent me
10 You refused to touch yeur hand
the other day VIII you give II e mt
now" VIII YOU listen to me
I.epne's whole heart and soul haze
risen in hot rebellion and fierce hate
against the Countess Of lanswcll They
went nut IN sweetest luNp and cOmpas
sion to her FAIR faced rival now Thu
sweet voice went on,
Il cannot tell why ! have comc <
yon some impulse has snn me. An
nfhar woman In my DlnCn would have