Middletown transcript., 1902-02-01
Pretty Deanie' 5 Secret.
BY MARY KYLE DALLAS.

to be content.
But she was not. And the next day
came a letter to her, and in it Mr.. Carel-
ton had written that he was convinced
that she was seriously angry ana tnat ne
could not bear it and if she did not meet
hina where she left him in anger, that
yery afternoon, he should shoot himself,
life was worthless without her love.
Poor Deanie the threat terrified her.
She could not let him kill himself, and
she met him at the oak tree in the sunset.
What, glamour was upon her? What
arts do men of Carelton's out possess?
They sat there together, and he held her
hand and laid it against his heart, and
talked about his emotions and her beauty,
and slowly she began to believe that ne
was the only man she had ever loved
and to despise Roger, and to set little
value on her sisters honest affection, and
before they had parted she had promised
to leave them all for the sake of Mr., Car
elton-Maurice, he told her to him. IN
til now she had not known his hrst
name-"her Maurice"
eve will be married in New York,
be said, Sand go to Europe together, out
of reach Of the blacksmith who would
follow with his sledge hammer, no doubt,
if he had guessed where he had gone.
sPoor Rogers" said Deanie, Il am US
ing him very badly"
"Don't fret about poor Roger, SAID
Mr.. Carelton, with laugh. ANY
Madge, or Meg or Molly Of them, all Will
do for Rogers I believe men OF that class
usually beat their wives sooner or later.
You are not fit for such life.
And Deanie, trying to slave her con-
science, said to herself that Roger was
sometimes rude and ungentle when peo-
pie offended MIN.
Still, though she promised to be true to
Maurice Carelton, she could not at that
time really make up her mind to go away
with him-to leave Jane and the baby on
any particular day.
However, it was only question Of time,
Mr.. Carelton knew.
And the time came at last when she
really made up her mind to run away, and
packed up her little bag, and told her
sister that she should be at Mrs. Smiths
for three days and kissed her and crushed
back her tears, and kissed the baby with
trembling lips, and passed out Of the
house.
In her pocket was a card with the ad-
dress Of restaurant upon it, where she
was to wait for Maurice Carelton, and
after the long journey was over and
found the place, and, as Carelton had
told her gave her name to the cashier.
He looked at her curiously, and then
handed her note, and called waiter.
The waiter took her to room on the
second floor, where table was spread
for two, and she sat down and read the
note the cashier had given her-it was
from Carelton.
"Don't grow anxious if am away q
little WHILE" he said. II have to make
arrangements about a. stateroom, and
there are people I don't want to meet.
Don't leave thereon. I"
Deanie took off her bonnet and wrap
and arranged her hair at the glass. The
room, with its show Of rich paper, carved
sideboard, plated dishes and polished cry.
stal, looked very fine to her. All was
very quiet. She sat down at the window
and looked out. The hotel was on broad
side street. On the lower floor a long
balcony, draped with wistaria was ar
ranged with little tables for those who
wished to take refreshment in the oper
air. She took pair Of pearl gray gloves
to match her dress from her pocket and
began to try them on. They were to be
her wedding-gloves, she thought, poor
little idiot. Suddenly, on the balcony
below, she heard a soft little rustic
Ladies were seating themselves at a table
Tees" said voice very like Mrs.
Cressy's. "It is too warm for cream"
"Orange, MADAME asked the waiter.
Yes orange" replied the lady.
Deanie knew the voice. She peeped
over the window sill. Yes, it was Mrs
Cressy.
The ices were brought, the waiter de-
parted, the ladies were alone on the bal.
cony.
Certainly, that was Maurice Carelton, =
said Mrs. Cressy, ''and certainly he
avoided u.s."
"He evidently pretended not to see
u.s." said the other.
II think he was in hurry-some bust.
ness perhaps"
''In hurry-yes," said Mrs. Cressy.
''But business! My dear Linda, he has
none. He lives on his wife's money.
He is my husbands cousin, and Mr..
Cressy is master in his own house, Of
course; but | should never invite Maurice
Carelton if it were left to me. He mar
ried Hannah Raymond for her fortune
She is older than he and not attractive,
though she is good and fond Of that
wretch. And he always has an intrigue
on hand. He's been off twice with diff
ferent girls. Yes, she knew it, and for.
gave him. This summer she went tc
California to see her mother, and left him
a lot Of blank checks. He'll fill them uI
well. And he has his eye on a girl in
our village. My maid has watched, and
is sure of it. It is that little Deanie
Hall. She is engaged to a big black
smith. If only he would pound Mr.
Maurice Carelton to jelly I should BE-
glad. Poor Hannah may never know
If she does be will be forgiven"
Deanie with her head on the window
sill, was sobbing bitterly.
The rosy veil that had hoated before
her eyes had been rudely pulled away
She had believed that Maurice loved her
| Now she knew that the feeling he had