Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1904-07-09
BY AMY MILLER

and Martins cry of fear BETRAYED him
that ana ms brutal treatment of YOU. A
! niue longer and | might have been too
iate. On, Auriol! my dearest love!"
hush! she said, gently. You must
GU viii be so to me always" he de-
eiared earnestly. Il know now what
parted US. but no shadow can rest on
you When first | asked you to be MY
Wl1e' your answer made me the happiest
OF men why did YOU change? 1t is the
same today as it was then"
NO, she answered; for then | did
not believe he could bring disgrace on
You. L thought he was dead and the
past was past"
Then, Auriol. when you discovered he
was living, could you not have told me
! the truth?"
Il was ashamed" she confessed. RAY
mond, you don't know all. You think
OF me as | am now, successful. and
amidst refined surroundings" She held
out her hands to him. They are soft
and white now she said. smiling with
qmvering lips. Il can remember them
rough and reddening by hard work"
I -NNN''NNA
still be lovely in my ewes, dear"
Il was only 10 years old when my
mother was left To fight for herself and
me, sand Auriol. Child as | was, | felt
AZ me bitterness of her wrong Those
days have made me what l am. We were
so poor! She used To toll at her needle
from morning till night, and in a wear
or two l became a little drudge in city
| Wofkroom, and afterwards | entered a
stage door for the first time to dance lii
a pantomime. If only he would have
kept away entirely our life would have
been less hard; but he used to come back,
ana she would forgive him. and then it
would be the old misery over again. But
often got engagements at the theaters.
ana my determination TO win a position
tor myself made me quick to learn, and
gave me hopes that helped me over many
sad and weary hours. All, how hard |
fought against what seemed my fate
And at last l conquered And while my
success was still new, learned that life
held something far dearer."
"All that you tell me only makes me
love You more, Auriol. Your blghted
childhood, your girlhood of toll and care.
break my heart to think of. Let me
make your future happy, for cant"
NO" she said again, with infinite sad
ness. ut may not be. You should have
loved some young girl, Raymond, whose
heart has never known the weight Of
care, and to whom the evil of this world
is all unknown, Oh, even before knew
of him, still living, felt your sister was
right, and"
STAY" interrupted Raymond, stern
ly. Bertha tried to part US, them"
81 did not mean you to know. But it
was not that. 1t was my father"
| But Bertha brought the first cloud be-
tween us. Auriol, don't you understand,
now, that no woman in this world can
ever be aught to me but you? Why did
You go away, leaving me to think what
l might, and never telling me of your
reason?"
Il knew, even then, how much YOU
loved ME" she answered, simply. "But
knew it was best you should forget me.
wish | could have suffered alone, Raw
mond"
He was silent Each word she spoke
revealed to him more clearly her unset
tshness and depth of wOmanly devotion.
| "Ivis. gave me the letters and the
miniature you gave poor Jocelyn for me, >
she went on.
IL knew you would be in London, and
judged it safer to send them So" he ex-
planned. "And perhaps hoped too"
That he would win some explanation
| from me-" she ended He pleaded fer
YOU very earnestly. He had been trying
to see me before. and | had purposely
evaded him, though when 1 saw him in
the street some impulse moved me to
speak to him."
"Amiol, give me back the picture" he
pleaded.
at will only serve to remind you of
one who has only brought you sorrow"
she replied.
al need no reminder of you. l shall
always think of you. Give me your por-
trait back again.
She placed il in his hand. "Now leave
me-" she said, and he saw she doubted
her own strength to resist much longer,
and so burst into passionate entreaties
Her answer came in words she had
spoken the first time he had seen her act.
"Love is not ALL" she murmured.
| "1Iouor binds 4 woman tool"