The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1900-09-27

the electric lamps hunted till nearly
dawn. But it was useless. The jewel
was gone. It was what was known
as a daylight" diamond and of the
most intricate cut. It's loss could not
be concealed. 1t was considered one
OF the most attractive stones in the
establishment, although not of great
size.
In the early forenoon Waterhouse
made his way to Miss Boswell's house.
He determined to tell her of his trou-
BILE. He would not in his most tortur-
ed moments admit she might have de-
ceived him and her beauty been a
snare. But when he reached her house
he was not admitted. The maid said
that Miss Boswell had received a tele-
gram and been called suddenly to the
Pacific coast. She did not know her
exact address.
Waterhouse no further attempted to
learn it. He set his teeth hard and
went to his employers and told them
the whole story.
cit does not seem possible that Miss
Boswell can be responsible" they said.
we muSI WlI1uOlu OuT JuuSuGut, MI.
Waterhouse."
He thanked them from the bottom
of his heart, but he knew that the sus-
picion would not die in their minds
any more than in his own.
A year passed. Sidney Waterhouse
married a distant cousin whom he had
always known and who needed a
home. Everyone said it was a sensible
marriage. It~did well enough, without
doubt. He admitted that he was COM
Portable and we'll cared for. Life vas
not, evidently, the interesting affair
that he had supposed it to be, but it
did well enough.
In the midst of this emotional mon
otony there appeared at the store n
day Mary Boswell. She was more
beautiful than ever, but seemed excit-
ed and distressed. She came toward
him at once and he felt himself grow
ing faint as she approached him.
I'VE searched for it for weeks" con-
fessed Mr.. Lehr.
The lady turned her eyes to Sidney
Warehouse with an appeal in them.
Why did you not write me about
the loss of the stone?" she asked, hall
piteously, yet with no little pride.
"You knew it was / who looked at
them last!" He flushed scarlet, but he
reminded her of the circumstances.
Il want % to call Mr.. Lehr and
Mr.. Roeder, if you will have the good
ness, Mr.. W~aterhouse," she said. 81
have a strange story to tell them. At
terward, if you like, we shall talk
about other matters" Alone with the
three men, she took from her purse the
lost daylight" diamond and laid it on
the table.
us that yours?" she asked.
"It is ours" said Mr.. Lehr, eagerly,
anxious to have his high opinion OF
the lady justified.
II returned from California last
night" explained Miss Boswell, where
l had been most Unexpectedly called
by the serious Illness of my brother,
and yesterday, in looking over some
old letters I found this stone in one of
them. The letter which contained it
was an important n to me, and l was
therefore able to remember having had
it in my hand when blast visited your
store. The only way that I could ac-
count for its presence there was that
it slipped into the letter I held in my
hand while I was talking to Mr.. Water
house. Did you miss it,"
you left the city unexpectedly" he
said, "and left me no word, though /
had an engagement with you.' The
recollection of the pleasure that both
had expected to derive from that meet
ing caused them to search each others
faces with a sad scrutiny.
II left a note to be delivered to you
the evening you were to call. It con-
tanned my address and an invitation
to you to write. / have recently learn
ed that you did not CALL"
II called in the morning." he said,
"but you had gone and / did not tell
the maid my name"
The comedy of errors amused the
onlookers. MI. Roeder spoke his con-
gratulations upon the happy conclu-
sion to all these perplexities, but a
ook of suffering showed itself in Sid
aey WAREHOUSES; eyes and mirrored
itself in the soft orbs of the lady.
She arose, visibly embarrassed, bade
adieu to the other gentlemen and
started to the door. Warehouse ac-
companied her.
"You distrusted me-" she murmured
as they walked down the aisle togeth-
er. I find it difficult to forgive you"
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