Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1906-07-05

tHlS Ietcnru him SO NlNluf! DeIOre ner!
But II live with Idas. then we two
On the low earth shall prosper hand in
hand
Those were the words from Stephen
Phillips "Alarpessa'' which Harvey
had been wont TO set TO that music, say
ing. They seem to be made for each
,other--iust Ike you md I, sweetheart"
How ever in the world had she made
herself able TO give him up? 1t was
her cursed love Of luxury, she told her.
self. and what would luxury profit her
without him? What q fool she had
been. But the worst was yet to do.
Tomorrow she was to write the letter
which was 10 stab his dear heart like
a knife.
-"and an awfully stunning fellow,
regular Gibson type, you know. We
tried to induce him to join us tonight;
but. you see, he lives in Louisville"
Alberta turned her head ever so
slightly. The people back OF her who
had been annoyed at Mr. Smart's in
,considerateness when he first came In
were talking.
Anu Lit itNN tS lOI tilc SDutH tOIIlDT-
row. Fancy arriving in fascinating
old New York one day and leaving it
the next! Ma says she'll warrant he
has sweetheart in Louisville, for he's
dead set on going there Immediately.
THIS morning on deck just before we
sailed into the harbor'- But ina"
who was from Chicago and full Of
western enterprise, finished the sen
tence for herself
II came on him Unexpectedly. and
what dye think he was doing? Lean
ing over the rail and looking at a pic
ture in his watch 'Ah-ha. Mr.. Har-
vey" l cried. You're caught at last.
Will you let me see her picture?' In
a few moments I'll show you the
statue of Liberty instead said he,
closing his watch softly and unstrap-
ping his field glasses. And, would you
believe il, the winning sweetness of his
smile took all the sting out of his re-
fusal"
"Why don't you strike for him.
Maude. and cut the Louisville girl
out?" came laughing poser. "Or
wasn't he looking for rich wife?"
Don't know. I'm sure" was the re-
spouse. But anyhow he's not rich.
Got the information from his chum
coming over-the ono who's going to
take us to the Union League reception
tomorrow. He owns some sort OF
plantation in Kentucky. however. and
people there call him c grand segneur
cause he's considered so exclusive. 1t
appears Mr.. Harvey in his aristocratic
poverty had horror of the neuvcaux
riches" She shifted daintily and gig
gled.
The lights went down, the orchestra
stopped playing. and the curtain went
up on the third act
Presently. having had one glass of
whisky and soda too much, Smart
came back He looked mt Alberta
closely with Il look before which she
suddenly shrank. She'd seen it focused
ere this on many things--his automo
bile, his diamonds. his horses - but
never wholly on herself. That glance
of possession shot through her nerves
with sickening humiliation.
You'll loosen the stone In your plng
il you keep turning it round like that"
said Smart in blurred whisper. AN
that sort Of diamond amt stumbled
against every day, let me tell YOU"
At the close of the third act. al
though there was still the fourth to be
played Alberta turned to her compan-
ion.
Wen go now" she said simply
But he helped her on with her wrap
he wondered nj the strange, soft llu
minatiOn of her face. 1t was an illu
mination he had never seen before. an
illumination in which he knew instinc--
lively he had no part.
When Smart, having got his hat and
coat. joined her in the lobby and was
about to call for a cab, one Of the girls
hands went out to his ready ARM but
the other deftly handed him his ring.
1--WE decided you'd better keep it,"
she said calmly, while, his fingers clos
ing tightly about the jewel Smart
gazed with amazement ut her strange
smile. I'll explain to you rs we walk
along. No; not a cab l prefer to
walk. Ii isn't far to auntie's." She
would not suffer his proximity, now
ever brief. in Il carriage.
'.Have YOU gone mad?" he demand
ed, putting the baublc securely in his
wallet. "Of all idiotic nonsense! And.
besides, you're not dressed for walk
ing
"Oh what does little thing like
that matter?" cried she with almost Il
childs fresh JOY in her voice. Moth
Ing matters now bat the big things
And gathering up her skirts, she add
cd. half to herself, with queer little
thrill: I'm going home tomorrow. I'm
going home to Louisville tomorrow.
In--ht fha whole Class.