The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1903-01-30

woman again" she muttered !
half audibly as she gathered
In, the cards impatiently, to throw for
be last time which Should decide Il
Sic were right to doubt Ccoll's loyalty.
Fearing to aearn the worst, yet deter
mined TO know the truth at any cost
Ninette, the darll-eyed artists model,
spread ont the fortune-teHingccards on
the pedestal before her, while she
awaited tire coming of Cecil Thorne'
master of the studio and of her heart
"Ah! This IS better with a smile
of satisfaction why, here Is good |
luck again! iFerhaps, after all. Cecil |
Is true. If II could only understand !
their language! But he never speaks \
to her IN French. Courage, Ninettel
the last card tells your story. Is it a /
fair la1fy 6or3G dark gtrl no is loved
by Cec59 7Dieuw
The -'fair 5adys card had turned,
again, and Tinette burst into a fresh
deluge of tears just as tle false Cecil,
swung open The studio door, and, with
out observing the crOuching figure OF
Annette began to whistle a merry air
How can you whistle when l am
30 mlseraBleg' said Ninette between
her sE7bs.
;'WaIy, bless my soul, XIinette, I never
saw your
you have no eyes for me. You
would have seen another if she had
been here"
"Another would moi have kept 80
I silent. perhaps-and tears too! New
this is 1ery tiresome, when l have had
such turn of good luck. Listen
( .Ninette, and dry your tears. My pic
Il lure
"Of me?'
'No. no-the great'0ne, The Dawn,
will be exhibited. Then if luck come
our way, -as is sure tc happen, We7cal
4 be-y0u know what!'
Cecfl drew Ninette to him in ai1ec
Tomato embrace, too elated with hi
4 own hope of prosperity to questio
further the cause Of tears. Ninette'
doubts vanished somewhat as the ter
der ayowals of love fell from the lip
of her lover. She could not believ
him quite false, and yet-why did h
not exhibit her portrait in the Salon
/ Could not Dawn" have black hair e
II we'll as golden? and surely the ia
Il lady was not otherwise more beautir
/ than she
Cecil interrupted the unpleasant re-
erie with, ""Ninette do you know
believe my love for you has made n
a better painter! Monsieur de Thai
was here this morning and said L
warmth and soul Of THE Dawn we
extraordinary"
The announcement that love for Il
had aided him in putting warmth a.
soul into the eyes Of another Wom
was not very comforting to Ninet
and she dashed out,of the studio, q
shut herself in her own little chamb
which was on the ground floor
"The little vixenw laughed Cecil.
suppose old 'Gretha gave her a b
breakfast this morning. She did
seem properly pleased with the pos
bility Of our being soon-Ah, Julia
am glad you have come The pictl
is nearly fnished-and such good ne'
De Thales was here this morning,
was delighted. Why do you look
the door-are you afraid Of ghosts
lowing you in?"
mo, Cecil, but do you know | HI
a strange feeling Of fear sometir
when see Ninette! She peered at
to-day as l came up the stairs, and
BLACK eyes looked like those OF
tigress. Cecil that girl is dangerC
hope she isn't too fond of you;
know that is easily possible with Il
Az French creatures Of impulse"
"Oh. that is just like you won,
replied lightly that excellent judge
feminine emotion-"always suspic
of aAoner woman's love Well l
tell YOU one thing, Julia, Ninettes
is less dangerous than her hate,
though l should not like to trife :
either. But 1, who so thoroughly
derstand Ninette, shall take care
no danger attends her love for me-
Ninette had crept from her char
and was listening at the keyhole Of
studio with hot breath and angry
How tender his voice! Almost
only English word that Ninette
was dear" and she heard him q
# to Julia-the fair-haired. She
she could burst with jealous pas
but at this moment she heard fan
voices on the steps and several
rades stood before her.
Good morning, Ninas' excla
the foremost on beholding the n