Lower coast gazette., 1910-09-03

less ny l!d some people nave a
.ho good i%ortunes Behind her wa
h" great mansion where Marguerite
lived with her rich husband. MAJ
sGerita aud Lucille had gone to schoo
.ogpther, and after their school day,
they had danced their way throug'
fie until the time when Marguerite;
net the man who had built the bi.
aOUSe,
Marguerita's husband was the ont
r3ch man In the village, It had beef
4 real love match. however, for The
big man adored his little wife, anC
Marguerite thought there was no one
In the world as perfect as her sue
ceSSful husband,
Lucille had not enyied her friend
Tor she had a lover Of her own, q bet
ter man, perhaps, IL not as rich as
the M who had chosen Marguerite,
To-day, however, Lucille had come
away from Marguerita's home with a
feeling Of discomfort The great
house, with It's exquisite furnishing,
Its servants, Its air Of luxury, had
made her feel the contrast Of her
" future. Lucille was to live In q
little house. Her lover was poor, but
be had planned the cottage residence
With much eagerness
"tIn1l ynnhn nv fr~ oil yhn ltytln
ness and lack OF luxury" he said,
by the amount of love that We will
have for each other"
Lucille reflected that In Marguerita's
home there was also love, and she
ionged intensely for the pretty
clothes, the ease, the softness of her
friends existence.
At this moment of her greatest re-
bellion she met the MAI she was to
marry, philip" she said. as he
Joined her, II have been up to Mar.
guerita's. She has the loveliest home
her husband gives her everything"
He laughed. mo home could be
lovelier than our little house," he
said.
Her head went up. 81 am not so
sure" she told him, that love In a
cottage will be all we think it will
be, Philip"
He turned and stared at her. Has
your visit to Marguerite" he asked.
made you think that?"
She shook her head. 81 don't know,
only 1t does not seem quite fair that
Marguerite should have so much,
does 1t, Philip"
"She hasn't any more than you
he said stoutly. Both of you
love, and beauty and a home;
that your home is to be smaller and
less luxurious ought not to weigh
greatly, Lucille"
His tone was so confident that It
on her. Did he value her so
little that he could see her beauty !
In his small house, while Mar
guerita's vas to shine like a jeweh in
It's gorgeous setting?
She turned to her lover, her eyes
Il don't think I want to
I've in the little house, Philip" she
said.
She did not really mean It; It was
a mood of the mind, but his
confident bearing, his masculine dense
less irritated her.
He stared at her unbelieyingly.
Surely you don't mean that, Lucille"
said. Surely you don't mean that
7ou have let me build and dream,
,nly to have that dream unfulfiied?"
They had come to the gate that
opened the way to the little house.
t was always their custom to 20
here on afternoons together to see
What had been done. Every stone
hat had been laid, every room that
lad been finished, every bit of furnf-
ure that had been bought, had been
he result Of their careful planning.
Today they entered 1t in silence. LII
lies glance seemed to take Il in
.ritically. She wondered how she
ould have been so enthusiastic. The
nipple prints on the walls. the mex.
furniture In the living room.
he muslin hangings, all looked so
heap after the magnifcence Of Mar.
home.
She turned to him and flung out
er hands. II just can't live here.
she said despairingly.
At first ne would not believe her.
he was so knit into his life that he
efused to think Of a future without
er. But. with a wild feeling that
he was tied to poverty If she mar.
led him, she demanded her freedom
nd, after he had used every are,,.
tent In the long walk home, at last
e gave 1t, with a look of pain that
urt her, and kept her awake In the
'atches Of the night
Indeed she got no sleep. She won
cred what evil spirit possessed her
she should thus sell her birth.
,ght Of love.
She rose and paced the floor. and
t last she sank down by the win. J..
DIV, looking out in the starlit night, :
But there was something more than .
lie stars that lighted the night. On .
lie hill that stood between her own =
ONE and that of Marguerita's there
a dull glow. /
Lucille watched IT in fascinated ,
onder. Something was burning - a !
arm, perhaps. She wondered whose ;
arn 1t could be. In the distance she 7
card the bells that would bring out /
lie only fire engine in the town. 7
hilip was a member Of the fire
She knew Just how strong v
nd active he would be in trying to {