The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1901-08-11
ONE CHAPTER IN MY DAIRY.

ONE CHAPTER IN My DAIRY.
I have dreamed wild dreams. many 81
them; but until 1 saw her. my sweet
Ceiene, my dream of dreams had beer
my art. Glorious art had conceived
wonderful pictures and lives but 10 see
them on canvas as had seen them IN
my dreams And then I met her exqui-
sitely sweet. with her beautiful face, 80
Womanly 50 tender. What soul she
hadi Oh, the depths of it, and heart fun
! Of radiant sympathy.
At last ] won her promise TO be my
! wife. though no enc kneW-a fancy OF
| ners-the secret was sweet, she said.
What wealth of love she gave me.
The warmth. the sweetness, the glory Of
it. Celene seemed but another spirit come
| into my dream.
Then into the reality came Rolfe In
! glis i noble fellow. strange I do not
hate MIN: Vet Why should he be blamed
| for loving her, she whom TO know was
! 10 love?
Their that black night. What a mag
/ nifcsnt ball it was have been to none
| since. I hate the glare OF the lights.
: the music, the dancing. but most of all
+, the dimly lighted Conservatives. Bah,
/ The air. the heavy scent OF the flowers
! sicken ne. To think that she Celene,
! could have been untrue; il all comes back
50 clearly to me as lie here in sickness;
/ yes, and in poverty.
! That night she was radiant and I was
/ happy We mad danced and stroHed into
! the cCnservat tory. We spent a few sweet
moments there and then Rolfe came TO
claim the next dance with her and 1 went
out in search of one whose name stood
: next on my card.
They did not dance. As soon as was
possible 1 went back TO her and found
her locked closely in his arms and heard
her say, Yes. I love you"
That was all I waited to he5r. I left
the house unceremoniously. / think
must have been mad. After writing a
harsh note telling her of what 1 had seen,
1 engaged a little studio as Ear away
from her as I could in that large city
and gave myself up 10 my picture. 1t is
one picture now and her face is in it. Try
as could, I could not keep il out But
alas, / worked too hard I finished the
picture, and then being i'll came here
and am convalescing now.
They allow me to read and write a lit
tie, and, as 1 have spoken TO no one Of
my sorrow, II is a relief to write about
II To pour out my heart with nv pen
when I cannot with my brush My
picture I do not know where it is. oh.
my dreams. my dreams
As I finished writing that day and lay
back in my cot, someone came and stood
saw Celene. She knelt and put her arms
around me and laughed and wept by
turns. and / think / wept. too She
sweetheart, never for a moment thought
that months could have changed my love
for her, and when I looked into her shin
ing eyes knew that she could never
have been untrue TO me, my sweet Ce-
lene
In short time she had me carried to
nor ~, =
by every luxury and given the tenderest
care the sweetest woman in the world
can bestow. I asked for no explanation
of that night, because the first glance
into her eyes was enough. I knew that
she was true. But she gave it and now
she writes it as she told it to me-
THAT night after you left US. Rolfe
asked me to be his wife not knowing
that I had promised myself to you He
pleaded so tenderly, not giving me a mo-
ment to tel, him what he should have
known long ago. and Jean. as he stood
there, his face lighted up with his great
love for me. my heart went out In sym
pathy to him. Knowing how I must
hurt him and dreading to wound him
so. / put my arms around his neck Oh
only meant to make il easier for him.
but he misunderstood, and locking his
arms around me, said, you really love
me. CeieneF
And I replied, Yes. I love YOU Rolfe.
but not as you think: not in that way.
No, no. I am sorry And I told him of
our engagement, and, poor fellow. he
loves me. and if it were not for you. sir
she said with miscnievous little smile.
which had in it a touch of sadness. u
should marry him, for that is the only
thing in the world which will cure him"
Forgive me, dear heart" I cried
Forgive your" she asked, in sweet
surprise; I love you.
II sent for ROlfe when I received vour
dreadful note next day and 7 was so
unkind to him, I blamed him for it all.
and he said that as he had been the
cause Of our unhappiness. he would
search until he found you He discovered
your little studio the day YOU left it.
dear, and the woman of whom you
rented said that you had left that morn
ing and that you looked III. and then
we searched the hospitals and 7 found
YOU at last, dear Jean And R0lfe found
a place in the museum for your picture
and it has been awarded the blue ribbon
And, sir I make mine humblest bow
TO you, my Jean, my celebrity" and she
made me a low courtesy and then flung
her arms around my neck
1t was some time before he was re-
leased We were married next day. How
wild my dreams, How sweet the realftvl
And Rolfe. dear old friend. whom we
love as a brother, he sailed on the Sax
onia yesterday and viii study art. Clio
rious arti-Boston Post