Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1907-08-09

return on your part for all her kindness
TO you II you didn't; but in wrenging
me she has wronged you as we'll. In
opposing our union, she not only wrecks
my happiness, but yours"
lie was quieter presently In the soft
enlng influence of Harriet Weldon's pres
ence his evil genius seemed to desert him.
Inc angry expression of his features re-
faxed. They sat side by side and began
10 talk Still pleading with him, Harriet
Weldon strove to persuade her lover to
abandon his intention of Immediately
leaving France.
have given you all my heart" she
said, tearfully, land now you are going
away, perhaps forever bark, what
sound is that?"
She leaned out of the window and list
ened intently for moment. The sound
of wheels on the carriage drive was dis
unctiy audible. She rushed to the man
tlepiece where little clock stood ticking
away the precious moments
1T is long past twelve" she exclaim-
ed That's their carriage we hear
They've come back from the opera. O,
Charlie, CO. go, | beg you, while you can
get away"
Van Lith turned at once to go. For
moment only, he held her to his breast
Into that brief interval of time were com
pressed hundred different emotions,
which stirred him as he had not been
stirred for many a day.
Il cannot, yet | must leave you" he
cried.
He bowed his head a little and kissed
her twice upon the lips. She trembled
violently, but thrust him away from her,
repeating in tones of entreaty:
BE careful o, do be careful ~
He was himself once more He placed
the half-fainting form of the girl upon
the sofa, and hurried away He was
about to commence his descent from the
window, and had already swung the old
fashioned, dlamond-paned sash half way
open, when Harriet, in whose agitated
mind the fear Of discovery overcame all
feminine weakness, rushed forward, and,
catching hold of his arm, exclaimed:
You are too late! Come back Be
quick, or you will be seen"
Van Lith had just time to close the
window when, through a chink in the cur
tains, he saw a hooded barouche, drawn
by two powerful horses, sweep rapidly
around the bend of the avenue and draw
up at the main entrance of the chateau.
From the vehicle there alighted a gentle
man of about thirty years of age. With
great show of attention he first assist
ed a young lady, evidently still in her
teens, to descend. He then with much
solictude placed his nattily gloved hand
at the disposal of the third occupant of
the carriage, a gray-haired lady. evident
ly we'll advanced in years, for she leaned
heavily upon the shoulders of both her
companions. She shivered slightly as she
stood upon the gravel path in the moon
light, notwithstanding that the night was
warm.
There were traces yet of extreme beau
ty in this woman's features, who, as
Sarah Graham, had once been the toast of
the club rooms in fashionable New York.
1t was still the face of refined and cul-
tured American lady. The nose was thin
and aquiline and an expression at once
naughty, yet kindly withal, sat upon the
mobile. nervous lips. Jewels flashed
upon her still firm neck and her little
wrists. She held herself erect and her
eyes flashed proudly, as she looked upon
her splendid home.
Emily, my dear, have left my shawl
in the carriage. VIII you please hand
it to me? Monsieur Chabot your arm"
The younger lady at once sprang light
" into the carriage, and returning with
the shawl wrapped it closely about her
aunt There was an inexpressible ten
dernesS in the action.
How thoughtlesS of me, dear, You
might have taken cold. Don't ring, Mon
sieur Chabot. | have Il latch key. All,
here is Pierre. Pierre, are you sitting
up? | hope there's some supper ready,
for I'm hungry as | can be. Come, aunt;
let's go in"
But something seemed 30 have attract
ed Nine Roupell's attention. She with
drew her hand from the arm of her male
escort, and adjusting her monocle,
dainty toy of gold and ivory, gazed stead
ily at the upper windows of the chateau.
Isn't it rather strange, my dear, that
there's n light in Harriets room? l
thought she was going to bed. If her
headache was no worse than that, she
might as we'll have accompanied us this
evening. When | was a young girl, Mon
sieur Chabot, it would have taken some
thing more than headache to keep me
away from the opera"
NJ Chabot smiled and showed his
white teeth pleasantly.
MADAME can still teach us inexperi-
enced people how to enjoy life" he re-
marked. calamity. 1T remained for the
United States to send to France another
Ninon D'Enclos. to prove that charming
women never grow old.
Really, Monsieur Chabot, | am over
whelmed. For simplicity and natural
ness in compliment my dear Emily, let
mo recommend this fatterer."
Mime. Roupell's favorite pastime was
TO make NJ Chabot believe that his ex-
accerated praises of her as great lady
struck home. One of her sayings was,
Il like Monsieur Chabot. He is such a
sincere humbug." but she must have really
been little moved on this occasion, for
her smooth white fingers on the French
mans coat sleeve frightened their pressure
and her face lightened wonderfully.
Harriet. sheltered by the window cur
+aips looked at Van Lith. who ground