El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-09-28
ELLENS PUNISHMENT

very much displeased with your conduct"
Ellen Burton's silvery laugh rang
through the room.
"Why, auntie, dear. / can twist George
around on my fingers il 1 try He
couldn't remain displeased with me il I
| wished it otherwise. But / must say he
Is the most obstinate man / ever met
with. Here I have been flirting with
Harry Storm and doing everything else
| could think of to make him jealous;
| but all my labor has been in vain. or, IL
he is jealous. he won't show it. and that
| is more aggravating still. Indeed some
| times I think he doesn't love me half as
| much rs I love him. But it serves me
right. I allowed him to see how madly 1
| loved him, and that's just where you
spoil n man." said Ellen. with an injured
air.
"Oh, Ellen. Elem cried Aunt Mary.
care you really trying to make George
| Warren jealous? You'll be Sorry, you'll
| be sorry-mark my word for it-but your
sorrow will come too late
Now. aurtie. please don't You know
| I can't bear to be lectured. and one would
| think there was not another man in the
world like George Warren"
II know that's exactly what you think.
my dear, and that is why 1 am grieved to
| see you act SO foolishly."
Inc scarlet IN Ellen = cneekS grew
brighter Mt her aunt's words Yes, that
was exactly what she thought-that there
was not another man in the wide world
like George Warren.
Ellen Burton had been petted and fat
tered until she was spoiled From her
first appearance in society she had been
a reigning belle. A host of admirers
were constantly in her train, but she
never knew what IL was to love until she
farx tt,nr he or
George Warren was refined, handsome,
brilliant, but reserved and seemingly
stern to those who failed to understand
him. To Ellen Burton he was ever con-
siderate, gentle, loving. but never a word
of fattery escaped his lips.
This piqued Ellen. for she loved him
with all the strength OF her passionate
heart Why this man, whom she idol
lied. could not praise her as all others
did she was at a loss to understand. So.
without thought of losing his love, she
determined on humbling him by allowing
Harry Storm. an old admrer, to make
love to her.
The evening after Ellen's conversation
with her aunt she is sitting at the piano,
md Harry Storm stands beside her, turn
ing the pages before her.
George Warren enters, and Ellen care
lessly bids him Good evening" He re-
turns her Good evening coldly and
makes his way to Aunt Mary's side.
Mr.. Warren is showing signs of the
green monster, and Ellen is in the very
best of spirits.
Harry stoops and whispers something
in her ear. The whisper is not lost on
George Warren, neither are the following
lines. which Ellen dashes off defiantly in
answer to Harry's whisper:
''He have no.
Take me or go;
I don't a straw whether he has me no.
oh, il Ellen could know how ruthlessly
she is trampling upon n noble hearti
Harry Storm, who has known Ellen
from childhood, is thoughtless, fun low
ing young man, and If there is one thing
he enjoys in this world more than anoth-
er il is, 10 use his own language, max
ing another fellow jealous" He has an
engagement elsewhere tonight, and only
remains few moments after George
Warren enters. but when coiry away he
has the audacity to stoop and snatch n
kiss from Ellen's rosy cheek.
Of course, Ellen Is indignant. but the
impudent fellow is gone before she can
slap him with her fan.
A guilty red stains Ellen's handsome
face she looks over at her lover. But
in an instant every vestice of color has
fed George Warren's eyes are fixed
upon her. and. oh, heaven. what a terri
Die cnanEe mas come over MS
Aunt Mary sees n storm brewing, and.
thinking it best for the lovers to be alone,
she quietly leaves the room.
Ellen cannot look in her lovers face.
She knows she has done wrong. and her
eyes seek the carpet.
Without a word, George Warren rises
and is about to depart. when Ellen ven
lures:
"Are you going so soon, GeorgeT
II h,nE ~ TINA for To 90,
Miss Burton"
There is a startled expression on FL
lens face. Is that cold, stern voice her
lovers?
"And I'll bid you goodby." continued
the cold. even tones, "for / shall return
here no more"
Ellen starts to her feet. George War
rem going to leave her? No. no. he must
not, She cannot live without him.
With outstretched hands, she cries:
George, George. forgive mel 1 didn't |
mean
THAT will 10. Ellen: an explanation is |
unnecessary"
Years have passed since that night, |
and Ellen Burton's desolate life has been |
cheered by one bright ray, and that was |
the hope that George Warren would re- |
turn some time, but that hope has van |
ished now, for she learns that George |
Warren is the husband of another
Oh, bitterest blow of ALL Too late now |
to eradicate the idol that has held sway |
in her heart all those years. Henceforth |
she travels the pathway of life hopeless |
ly, lone, desolate woman.-New York |
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