Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1906-01-08


He gave the page who helped him on
with his coat a sovereign and got
outside.
Poor FIN" he muttered, standing
on the pavement and staring about
him. Poor Fin"
And so he got off with the old love
Number Two.
Finetta stood where he had left her
for a second then she sprung forward
with her magnificent arms out
stretched.
''Yorke, Yorke!" broke from her
white lips; but the door had closed
and he did not hear her.
She stood erect for a moment, then
staggered and fell face downward
upon the sofa.
Polly ran to her-locking the door
on her way-and raised her head.
She had tainted.
Polly poured some wine through
the clinched teeth and bathed the
set face, and presently Ffnetta came
to; but it was to pass from a sWOOn
into an awful torrent of weeping.
He's gone, he's gone forever"
she moaned. Il shall never see him
again. Why did / let him go like
that? Why didn't | ask him on my
knees to let me be a friend still?
should have seen him now and again,
and that would have been something
to speak to him, hear him talk and
laugh and call me Fin But it's all
over now. He'll never come back.
Oh, wish 1 was dead, dead, dead"
Hush, hush!" implored Polly, try
ing to soOthe her He's better gone;
there was no good in his staying"
NO, no; l know that He never
cared for me. l only amused him, and
directly he left me he forgot me.
They are ali alike. No, he was diff
ferent. Look how he came and told
me-like man. Oh, YOrke, YOrke!
All! he little guesses how /" Her
lips shook, and she hid her face even
from her sister.
Where's your pride, Fin whisper
ed Polly, almost as Lady DENLY had
said to Lady Eleanor
My pride!" retorted Finetta. All!
you can talk like that you, who don't
know what l feel. l haven't any. I'd
have followed him round the world
like a dog, grateful for kind word
Or a blow. I'd have worked for him
like q slave. Poor? He shouldn't
have been poor if he'd married me.
He should have had ever penny, ana
I'd have been content to go in rags so
long as he had the best of everything,
and I'd have made him happy or died
in the trying!"
You'd most likely have died." re-
marked Polly, with a womans insight.
Il dare say. Well, could have died.
But its all over
She hid her face in her hams ana
shook like a leaf for full minute,
then suddenly her mood changed and
she started up-a fury.
The tears dried up in her burning
eyes, her face went white, her lips
rigid; and as she stood with clencheu
hands and heaving bosom she looked
like an outraged goddess, a tigress
robbed of her cub, a woman deserted
and desperate; and that is a more
terrible thing than the outraged god
dess or lAe rebeaved tigress, by the
way.
He's a fool" she painted. "A fool
to leave me for such thing as her!
Says she's pretty" She strobe to the
glass and stood erect before it. ''Is
she better looking than l am? [ don't
believe it. And what else is she?
Nothing! She's poor-she amt
swell, even; and he's left me and the
other-that Lady Eleanor-for her.
Yes, 1 could have borne it better if it
had been Lady Eleanor; if it had been
one of her sort it would have been
more natural; but a mere nobody, the
daughter of an artist" In her
ignorance poor Finetta regarded the
painter of pictures and gate-posts as
equals. "A common painter! why,
he'd better have married mel" and she
she is! and she'll be a lady. I'd make
as good a lady as she would
you never saw her." ventured
Polly, timidly.
The tigress swung round upon her,
dashing The wine-glasses to the ground
in the movement.
Saw her? 1 DON want to see her
to know what she's like! l can guess
A dowdy, simpering, doll-faced chie OF
a girl that's caught his fancy-and
she'll be his wife, while = She
raised her clenched hands above her
head and laughed a wild, discordant
laugh. 1T makes me mad"
She fell to pacing the room. Her
hair had come unfastened and fell in
black torrent over the creamy satin;
her 1.-the figure, erect and quivering,
looked six feet high. A magnificent
spectacle for a painter, a sculptor, but
not for the man or woman who had
| offended her.
I'm flung aside as not fit for him to
| Oh oO15Id do some