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Our Story Corner
THE DEMON flF VANITY.
By Florence Ilarryatt.
"There, I assure you, my dear, he’s the most
genteetest lodger Tvo had. Another eup of ton?
O, you must; this Is a better cup of tea than the
first. I know, so don’t say no. There; yes, my
dear, having been brought up better myself,
knew hp was a gentleman the moment I saw
him, and one, though down in the world now,
. I’m sure has seen better days, like myself. 8o
I took to him in sympathy-like and didn'i
trouble About his references.”
“Every one knows your kind heart, Mrs.
Buck, and how superior you is to most of us
about hero, hut I do hope you won’t bo took in
ns you was with, that German count, who was
a patriarch.”
“Patriot, Mrs. Crump?”
“Well, of couso you knows best, Mrs. Buck;
VmtCimnp, who reads his papers on Sun lays,
told me when I naked him aa patriarchs, cr
whatever it is, was men as becamo so for their
country's good,'thongh what good they can do
their country by smoking all day and never
paying their laundresses, as was the way that
German lodger of yours served me.'
“Yes; bnt, Mrs. Cramp, what were your
claims to mine?”
“Very true, Mrs. Buek, which well I know It,
and you a hard-working widow, and that’s why
I hopes this new lodger won’t turn out to bo a
liberator, ail patriarcbUm and no 'cels to bis
hoots.”
“He's nothing of the kind, for ho gave mo in
advance—ah, that’s him returning; I must ran
op stairs and see If ho wants anything. Ah, poor
fellow! ho looks to pale, and thongh ho hasn’t
■aid much I knows he's an Invalid.’
“A hlnvalid!” muttered Mrs. Crump, as Mrs.
M her Idea of
Ido hopes athe
CCrump poured her-
aclf out another eup to begullo the time till Mrs.
Buek returned, then, musing aloud as sbestlrrod
the tea, continued. "Ilia paying in advance
may bt only a trap, but I could toon toll if 1
saw his boots.”
Mcanwhllo Mrs. Book had reached the sec
ond floor.
Itwasthensnal gloomy London lodging. Orl
(finally the rooms had been ono apartment, but
lodging-letting ingenuity bad erected a trim
wooden barrier, with folding doom, and so con-
> a sitting and bod room,
verted the place into
cell in which a heap of modern furniture had
by tome unaccountable means been left until
called for, at It were, and, naver having bean
reclaimed, had a depressed look about It, from
the carpet to the chandelier. In fact, each ar
ticle Kerned to bo Imbued with that look of re
lation to peculiar to the inmates of a well-
lplined orphanage.
ml yon please to wantanythlng, sir?” asked
Mrs. Back, entering after rapping at the door.
“No, thanks,” answered the lodger In a soft
volte.
“Pardon mo for saying to, sir, but you looks
worried after your walk, i have the kettle on
the bile and a cap of tea—”
Tho lodger smiled in a melancholy way at
he answered in the negative.
“Shall I open the windows, sir, and let in a
little fresh alt? the room teems close.”
“if you like,” he replied resignedly, as ho
aw Mrs. Buek seemed determined not to go
Just then and and ho appeared too listlea about
the matter to care whether ahe stayed or
went
“There used to bo a nice view from this win
dow,” aid Mrs. Buck, as she opened the case,
ment to let in whatever breeze might bo loiter
ing about, under the Impression that its smoky
flavor might freshen the room, “before they
built tbit place there and all those chimneys,
be can so, yon see, there was a full sight
of a window boxed round with mignonette, till
it looked like a perfect little garding, that, to
gether, sir, with my own tree there,’—this was
in alltitiou to a both droopii
•nee away in a most unfrull
bloom always remind yon a much of tho coun
try.”
She stsrped and looked wistfully toward her
lodger, ills hud was retting on bis band, and
ahe saw at once by bis vacant stare that be was
not paying attention to her chatter. Taking
the bint she moved to tho door, then suddenly
paused.
“I beg your pardon again, sir,” she said, “but
if you would oblige me with your card, iu case
anyone—’’
“No oaf will inquire about me,” he inter
rupted, WRh a sigh. “I took your rooms because
they were quiet; but there iafmy aid. Of course
it is only natural you wish to know my name.
“Thank yon, air,” said Mrs. Buck, opening
tho door ’’and if yon want anything touch
tbe bell.”
“Half , r -
aa he spoke toward a mausoleui
builtout from the wall. "IsceyoabaveacoUec.
t oo of rare books there. Would you mind my
looking into thc&r
“Certainly not, air, you may hare the key
VThh pleasure,” and disappearing down ataira
•K»iA she commenced ft sraxch for the article in
question. Jut ae the had fouadii ahe sudden
ly remembered the card. “O!” she said to Mr*.
Gnuni
forrin, 1 hope/’ exclaimed that lady
anxiously.
“Foreign? No, it's a good English nara
Then, holding tho card at a distance, she read
aloud:
: Charles fVltoxT I
“Charles Fulton,” she repeated slowly, as one
trying to recover fionio past memory. “Where
have 1 seen that name; where?” Then with a
start she pounced upon some newspapers. She
selected one about a nr nth old aud read from
an advertisement column:
“If Chores Fulton, late of the Manor Grange,
Budby, Notts, will apply to Henry F. Jenning,
Solicitor, Lincoln's Inn Fields, ho will hear of
something to his advantage.”
Mrs. Buck replaced tho paper, heedless of
Mrs. Cramp's expressions [of surprise, and re<
ascended tiio stairs.
She pnusidas she reached the door and heard
the lodger muttering to himself:
“Too late,” she heard 1dm say, “why did it
not come sooner? It might havo saved her lifo;
as it is, 1 take no joy in it now.”
Mrs. Buek coughed, then knocked at the
open door.
“Come in,” said the lodger.
“There is tbo key, sir. I generally keeps
them lockod, sir, for they were left hero by a
lady as had the room above and disappeared
mysterious like.”.
“Disappeared?” echoed the lodger, with
look of interest on bis face for tho first tit
during the landlady's chatter.
“Yes/’ said Mr*. Buck, as if glad of a farther
chance to keen him in conversation. !“Sho came
here about—oh, there’s the area bell!” Aud _
serving the history for some other time sho
bustled away.
• •
The eventful night arrived at last and we
reached the theatre.
It was n bespeak nigh*, and the place was
full.
The play was the “Lady of Lyons.”
How I watched with devouring looks the lovo
passages and listened to the flowing eloquence
of the tinsel hero,
Tho sorrows of tho heroine watered my eyes
with hot tears and when I left the theatre that
night, I carried with me, framed in my heart
aud set in bright thoughts, my first and only
love!
The handsome face and noble bearing which
id wou *’ * * *
From
a passion.
My parents humored the fancy and I was a
constant visitor.
One night my father left me to visit for a
moment or two somo neighbors iu the opposite
L Among them was one of my would-be
era. Ho spoke to my father just as I hap
pened to glance that way. I saw my father'
start and I knew by the strange look be shot
toward me that I had been tho subject of rc-
mark. ■ ^ • .t
Y'htn he returned to raft the open, trusting
smile nag gene, and in its stead thero was a
tbonphtfui frown.
I was on my gnard, for I found him nowand
then watching mo covertly, and I knew my
secret was in danger, but iu spite of my care!
saw »uougb, for when we arrived at home 1
ft cut straight to my mother’s apartment'at
fiom that night my visits to the play coasod.
One certain evening wo met for the first
time.
It was at the houso of a mutual friond, noto
rious for her lovo of convcrsaslono and her
literary ar.«l artistic lion hunting propensities.
My hero, being a fevorito of hers, was au in
vited guest.
We were introduced.
Our ejea told tho story of each other's love,
id, In — " ' *
actions,
the dectarstkm that ho lovod me from the first
moment he saw me. I neod not say more than
that my willing heart listened with eagerness
to the welcome avowal.
We met again and again, till our socret trys-
ting spot became a plsco of constant resort.
In time ho proposed marriage, aud offered to
sec my father.
This roused mo from my trance of bliss, for
I knew my parents’ proud nature, and I was
compelled to say how hopeless was our pas
sion.
Then ho pleaded for a hasty wedding, m
known to auy but ourselves, and as I had hoj
that the idolatry my fother had shown for n._
would in time soften his heart to such a step,
I consented, for tbo idea of a secret marriage
fid my romantic disposition. I look back, and
through the gloom of the present I see a quiet
little church, with its mossy tower, steeped In
sunshine; strange faces pause and smile as a
youthful couple pass its miniature porch.
The focca gather around and peep curiously
in.
Those two figures are kneeling at the tiny
altar and solemn words foil from the lips of a
“ ” dform.
_ there is a lull, filled np with tears,
blushes and the unsteady scratching* of a
pen.
Scarcely is this done when a suddon com
motion startles the peeping faces at the porch.
There is a sound of grinding wheels tearing
over the gravel pstb; an excited face confronts
the jouthfal pair, one glance shows the jour
ney has been useless; for a moment a spasm of
pain ctin the museles of that face; then, with
a look of lofty scorn, those features tarn to
coldest marble and fade away as the troth
dawns on my throbbing heart that I have
lined a husband and lost a father, mother,
omo and all!
Such was the commencement of my wedded
life.
V • e . * e •
The last line caused me to break off and I
have taken my usual walk by the Thames
side.
• 00000
I sin back to my desk once again.
• * • • 3 0
Under the circumstances we thought it best
for my husband to give up his engagement,
which he did, and we left the island.;
Brighton was onr destination, then looked
upon as the stepping stone to London.
My hnsband, by bis natural and gifted man
ner, soon became a favorite there, and whis
pers were wafted to our gratified ears of the
poasibility of a London opening.
All seemed happy and prosperous with us.
In time » daughter brigbtenel our home,
it I soon fonnd that the event which
should havo knitted onr hearts closer to
other cost the first shadow over our young
love.
My husband doted on the child to such an
exetta that 1 grew jealous of her. As my
rctulant indifference soon made its:lf manifest,
tire breach between ns widened slowly but
sutely. 1 was to Marne.
I steeled my heart against her, and reveled
secret as I saw the pain which my conduct
was causing h : ru. little thinking what a scourge
«h preparing for my conscience. It was at
this time there came the turning point of our
lives. A newly made acqaintance was intro
duced to our Lome.
He was one of those theatrical butterflies
that love to flutter in the artificial atmosphere
only to he found behind the scenes.
e was not handsome, but there was insinu
ating eoftneas in his manner which, together
With ft ftir of deep, dipemy eyes, mad# a faw-
able impression on you, almost before you were
conscious of it. "
* He was well bora, had money, and possessed
influence with West End London managers.
J baalong entertained a desire to bo on the
stage myself, but my husband was opposod
it. Our new visitor was not long iu divining my
secret yearning, aud slowly ho fanuod the
smouldering fire.
“Why not?” he began one day, aa we were?
on the Parade waiting for my husband to join
us. •
“Why not? But perhaps I havo no right to
put the question,” no added i "
“What question?” I asked.
‘‘How is it, may I inquire, that yon havo
nevor evinced any desire for tho stage your
self?” Tho words wero spoken slowly and 1
felt that he was watching mo as he waited for
my reply.
'it has been my most ardent wish,” I an
swered; “but—”
“But whnt? I am sure, with tho excel
advantages you possess, the stage won)
nnotker name on the scroll of fame. Pray, what
is the objection?”
“Not miuo,” I replied.
“Whose then?” ho asked.
“My 1 nsband,” I added, with more indigna
tion in tho tone than I intended.
He was silent for a time.
“Would you feel annoyed,” ho ventured at
last, “if I were to try to remove his absurd
scruples?” «
“It would be useless,’ I exclaimed, despondent
ly, for my vanit y was at work woaving garlands
and painting in seductive colors a successful
futuro which might be-mino but for tbo for tho
shadow of a wayward husband's opposition.
“Well, I ran bnt try and fall then,” ho said,
softly, “but if I should succeed?”
“1 should bo ctcrually grateful,” I cried, im
pulsively.
Here my husband jotnod us, and no more was
said on tho subject then, but my heart was
aglow for tho admiration which I know my
looks would commaud if ho could only bo per
suaded to give his consent.
Our friend was absent for a week or so, whon
he suddenly sought us out one evening, and in
a hearty manner said to my husband: “I havo
looked you up, old fellow, at this unearthly
hour bccauf o I have some pood nows for you
both, and 1 am anxious to unburden myselfi
My friend, tho manager of tho Royal Grand,
will commence his winter season with a new
niece; and, alter dining with me yes
has promised to make you an offer.”
“There,” he continued, after a pause, “Am I
forgiven for my intrusion?”
My husband, who was ambitious, was de
lighted with tho prospect of a London engage
ment, but the news, as far as I was concerned,
had tbe opposite effect on mo, for I saw with
his success there would bo loss hope than over
of my dream being realised.
I was presently aroused from these reflec
tions os after a fow remarks relative to tho sub
** question our friend said:
M
“I have turned tho matter over in my mind,
but as yet I have not yet hit upon any idea,
but there is plenty of timo.”
“Quite so. Still it is Just as well to havo
some notion of wbst yon think of doing. The
season has not been prosperous?”
“No.”
“Then the greater need of novelty. Of course,
I know your narno would command a houso,
still I think I could suggest a way to make as-
suranco doubly sure.”
“How?”
My attention was fully centered on the con
versation, and though no look or tone gavo mo
warranty for the thought, I felt I was to bo tho
t of It.
f/cll,” responded our friend, “some of our
fellows, knowing :uy lovo of the drama and
what an enthusiastic amateur I am, havo boon
persuading mo to join them iu a matinee per-
I’oimance.”
•You?”
'Yes; I havo done something in that way,
you know, for charities.”
“And why not again?”
“Well, you sco, 1 was thinking, as wo steamed
down from town, that Inatoad of going through
a long pcrformace, suppose we solect'Wolfin
Sheep’s Clothing' and play it hero for your bene
fit! Would that not mako an attractive item
in the programme?”
“ mm r dear friend,” began my husband, “I—”
you like tho idea it can be done; we are
already op in the piece I have named, and tbe
cast a onld include some of the best farallios
about hero. What do you say?” ho asked, in
an oft-hand manner.
My husband expressed himself gratified at
the interest taken in hit affairs, but was stopped
by my friend rising to leave, which wosuoue
in the moot genial, yet respectful, manner.
In tho course of a day or two a correspond
ence was opened between the London manager
of tbe Royal Grand and my husband.
Our friond was no folio prophet.
Bated to bis glowing proepocU and tho love
for oor little one, which otemod deepening day
ly day, ho appeared to pay but unall head to
my abee.it looks. Ill* great joy wu that he had
a chance opening to Urn securing but to four,
and O, how earneetly he prayed thetbUdroara
might bo racceisfol, for hit wife and chill's
rake, and in hi* sleep our namee ware Hoped
together, »• if they wero linked in holy unison
by tome half-told prayer for our futuro fete.
Whilst wo were in tbU atato anolhcrvi.lt
wu made.
Thia timo our friond wu grave in hia tone
and expreued himself u in a .light dilemma.
III. explanation wu that hi* notion oa to tho
"Wolf in Sheep’. Clothing” scheme had boon
retdlly conrented to by thou concerned, but
nnfortunately tho Hon. Un. Hatbcraage, who
had always played their Ann Carow, wu
abroad and no lihcUhood of her return.
What wu he to do?
Hltfriendo would be dfuppolntcd, and u tho
ladiu who wore to play the reat of the femalu
were of their own set, they, without moaning
any offense, would not hear of a professional
actress taking her place, and ts think, too, how
In > spirit of ardent friendship be had eet hia
heart upon tho ocheme. True, there wu one
way out, and u he .poke his .yes turned to
ward mo.
My hniband started.
I watched the struggle anxiously. Yielding
to hil feta be at lut consented; ttdly, it lx true
but It wu enough for mo. My mediator tri
umphed, and I wu to ploy Ann Carew.
In time the attraction was noised about, while
fell and fashionable house wu prophulod u
the remit.
Oor friend wu to play Aaper.
I smiled u he told me the fact, bnt a cold
shiver trembled through my frame and I could
not realize for a time whether 1 wu moot
pleased or annoyed. The doubt soon resolved
Irclf Into a {feeling of pleasure, for no man
coold ho more respetful in manner than he wu,
so gnorded wu every look and gesture. Every
attention ires paid to rehearsal, formy heibin!
having once given his conw.nt ho was anxious
that 11horrid succeed, and bis leisure hours
were all directed to that pnrpou; nor wu
his teaching vain, fer when the night arrived
amd tho ordeal triomphautly.
_ Joshed with excitement and pleasure I be
lieved oil that wu told mo; my hnabaad’s
qualified eompUmentsirritated mound I sought
all the more eagerly tor th* congratulations of
straag-re, no matter how insincere they might
U. 1 need not say that my vanity wu forded
to tho top of its bent and the seeds of ambition
already germed in my heart were now burst-
for my
s spirit
tho Boyal Grand wu present.
Ho paid a visit to onr homo tho very next
day, and to tho astonishment of both myself
and husband oflbred me tho heroine of his now
play.
It seemed like o dream.
Every pnlro iu my breast throbbed with Joy.
My husband urged ray lack mf pjyttAial
k nowlcdgo. Th is was fouud to bo ad accomplish*
incut; the part was anuncouvention.il typo, re-
qufring beauty and uuattalncd artirasnoas of
manner, ind be thought that ho hn.l found
inch rcqnisitea in mo and wished to engage tho
wife as well u tho husband, why demur?
Tho argument, backed by my ploadlug looks,
wu unanswerable, and once more my husband
consented, and onco more anothor blow wu
struck on the heart of our domestic unity.
As far u oor circlo was concerned In all this
I atone saw thut tho undercurrent of our
friend’s lniiuenco had been again at work.
I was glad when wo returned to town and
the rehenrsnls for tiro new picco at tho Royal
Grand crmmonccd. J felt no fatlgne, for m;
heart was in the work, and my rest!
h oped fer tho opening night.
At length It canto.
I was dressed and ready early. My husband
came to sco me In tbo green room oral pro-
uounced my costnmo perfect. I was calm as
qould bo, whllo ho wu ncrvoni. I saw others
about mo restless nnd uneasy, yet thero wu I,
a stranger to the nrt, wailing for tho cno u if
the task (had undertaken wu a nightly occur-
rencc. Old acton wondered at my composure,
hat the secret was, I had made np my mind to
‘succeed and I know my looks would help mo
through.
When my cno came’tls true I felt a alight
flutter aud a mist rose before my eye. as 1 saw
tho crowds of shadowy faces.
By tho end of the act my success wns certain.
Every chaugo of roslumo brought fresh ap
plause. 1 had not relied upon my looks In
vain. Bnt my triumph was my husband 's fall-
nre. Through his anxloty fer rue ho had missed
the Are and spirit of hia own part.
Tho picco over, laden with bonqnnts nnd
compliments. I sought my (Iressing room, at
tho door of which stood our friond.
There was a strange light in hb soft brown
eyes u ho sold: . , ' .
"1 hare not failed, yon secain my portion of
‘ * You said,
oui contract. Will you
you know, yon would bo
incrccd. Are you so?”
yours?
'ly grateful If X
Iglancedupat btoj WM somcthluglnmy
M —d aa, pro—
n raising kb hat u ho saw' jay husband
_ pe tng In my
looks must ha'vo satisfied him, for tiro light in
hand and
his eyes deepened as, pressing my
(hen raising
approaching.
"Allow me most heartily to congratulate you;
your success is certain.” Then taming to my
husband ho uld in a changed tone: “I am com-
_ joame the fashion. Tire papers prattled
about my beauty and magnified my histrionic
ability. I wu pictured, paragraphed and so
besprinkled with flattery that my brain roolad
with the Incense or *o much adulation. As I
rose my hnsbsnd seemed to fade farther away,
I wae nolongor jealous of his lovo fer our child,
fer I lived in an atmosphere brighter aud rosier
far than theirs.
What was the lovoof their purohoartstotho
smiling homage which nightly tnmmndod mo?
That wu tha question tbit I uked myself in
vanity bad brokon loou and I
thought of my homo u a cage.
Chafed and fretted by my petnlant end frlv-
Iona manner,(at lut my husband'* hearth gave
ay and a serious illness nixed him.
For a time something of my old lovo return-
I, but the light wu too weak to last, and It
.on flickered out agalo, for tho spell of my
HrUfltielllfewu too strong upon mo to care for
oiick room.
Tho restraint of a husband’s presence no
longer claimed mo. I felt myself in a measure
free.
Mcanwhllo our friend, u If aware of my
cbeagtd feelings at home, dropped hb visit*
there, but tbe thoatro uw him every night.
Ho woo always foremost among tho group
waiting for mo u I poised to my room lad on
with floral trophteo. Hb man as r had changed'
■toco say husband’s sbunoo from tho theatre;
h* no longer syoks to mo from tho depth of
those deep admjring eyes, wbbh had long told
mo of his lovo withoot committing hlmoelf to
one wrongly spoken word.
He bad assumed a sort of right over mo,
opened tbo door for me, gave ordere concerning
me and acted generally so u to cause slgnlfi-
taut looks to pom around aud I laughed—yes,
aa I should havo laughed at—
O, My God! bow short lighted, how blind b
woman’s folly!
0 * 0 0 0 0
Tbo river-side once again I stand and gait,
where tho shadows are deopcat by tho stone
arch beneath which tho waters flow.
How tho rlpplm sparkle and leap and atom
to look berk at me ore they pass on thoir way,
with a bughlng sound at my want of resolu
tion to Join them. Not yeti No, not yet!
My hnsband bad been very ill, hut tho doctor
bad pronounced him out of danger and ho wu
slowly recovering. Why should ono so lost to
feelings u X, sham* to aay, I felt no Joy in the
rows?
Bucb wu the fact and now I write it.
1 dreaded hb nreseaco in tha theatre; hb
looks of late had been so strange; the loving,
trusting gaze wu gone.
Ho bad ashed offer our friend and wondered
why bo did not come to see him; answered ah-
scatty, and It wu then for th* first time 1 no
ticed tbo at ran ten ess In hb eyu u mine fell
before the steadiness of watchfal glance. On*
night, when be wu so far recovered as to walk
about hb room, though forbidden uyet to leave
It, be noticed a dbmond ring on my Anger
which I had hitherto concealed, for I did not
wish him to know of my preoenb since I had
•eon hb distrustful looks, and so kept them
from hb sight.
“Wbstbthst?” he uked.
"Which?" I said, u if unconscious of what
ha meant.
“Th*t ring?” he replied.
“O, I forgot to tell yon,” I anawered, with a
Took of feigned innocence. “It U ft present
from—”
11Auied and then mentioned the name of
our friend.
He wo* silent for somo time, then asked:
' Why did ha not bring it and give it to jou
my presence?”
I was evasive in mgr answer.
Again there was a pause.
“Did be not come horno with you last night
in you* cab?” ho questioned, with another of
his strange looks.
i started. He noticed my confusion, and hi*
fsce turned a shade paler os he resumed, in ft
stern tone:
“Did be not?”
“No!” I hastened to reply.
He rote os if to ray something passionately,
but sec rued to alter his mind, and, after ft hur
ried pace or two over the carpet, eat down
•gain, to all appearances overcome with pain.
Something had taxed his strength toe mock,
for bis eyee closed as if in sleep. I went to the
table end wrote ft harried note, the purport of
which was;
“For God’s sake do not meet me tonight by
tho stage door. I am suspected.”
I then loft tho room to make ready for tho i
theatre. Whon I returned ho whs still sitting
in the samo posture. I looked cautiously over
tho writing tablo to make certain I had not loft
tho note in my agitation. I gave a startled cry,
ss I saw the leaf whieh I had used in ttte blot
ting vdd was gone. Turning, I found my hus
band s eyes fixed upon me, and iu my coafitsion
with u hasty “good night,” I hurried from the
room, scarcely knowing, os I did so, whether
tho look that followed mo was ono of wonder
or of bolplcss wrath.
At last the performance ended.
Disrobing myself of my stage attlro. T dimmed
nnd, with a trembling dread at my heart, loft
the theatre. At the ntago door our frloud was
waiting. Ho approached to speak. Waving
him back, I hurried past him into tbo gloom,
followed bv an uproar of blows and curses,
among which I heard my husband’s voice. I
stopped, irresolute for a moment, whon a hand
was laid upon my arm and a woll known voico
whispered In my car:
“1 am here, ia spite of your caution, darling.
And,hark! Fato is playing into our hands; your
husband Is half-murdering his friond, under
tho impression ho is yonr lover, whilst ’tis I
who am tho favored man. Como, my carriago
is at hand. Tho affair is only hastened, after
all Come, qnick! His homo is no plsco for
you after this.”
upon me, till my braiu
ol of
Inool
I eddying thoughts. But my momory will
down. Years have passed, yet overy dsylts
j hated greenness freshens more and more.
Therein lies my sconrge.
At the sound of tuy husband's voico I had
stopped fora moment—bnt that moment show
ed mo his figure like a risen spectre, with his
S quint hand at the throat of oar friond, as I
nvo hitherto called him.
j 1 guessed in an instant the secret of the miss
ing blotting paper; he had read the lines, my
ready lie, too, ss the giver of the ring, together
with the fact of finding tho fellow loitering for
ruoat the stngo door, all led him to boliove that
his friend was tho guilty one.
His friendship was a snare! Ho hod sought
our roof for one sot purpose; his schemes wore
laid with all tho skill or an arch plottor. He
closed the blinds of mv husband’s eyes, os it
were; ho nover startled my suspicions, till the
influcucoof his eyes had found a byway to my
heart, and then he pleaded his cause with ar
dent looks nnd broken sighs. He might havo
been successful, too, but that another and bold
er bidder for tho prixo had stepped in and,
aided by circumstances, wrested me from him.
] With my new life 1 grew callous. Riches
wero placed at my disposal by my new lord, who
was a titled and elderly rone: thero vros no
mockery of lovo in tho question whatevor, it
wns simply a mutual transaction, a bartpr of
jcutli for gold.
• W’c hid onrsrhr* on tho sens nt ilr.it, I
nine days' wonder of the wundal wiw _
tlitn we flitted from foreign capital to capitil.
Months sped on and merged Into years.
1 saw through tho windows I knew so well a
bowed fonn whoso head w'ns streaked with gray,
patiently wailing till tho twil'gbt of JIfo’a day
should melt Into night
Her chair wan empty.
Heft my room for my usual walk. _
reached a cottage dose by the path which led
to tho river's bank, and glancing at it casually
* * ** “ tno open-casement my
h im watching by t
O, God! shftwas ill, perhaps dying, and her
mother, shut out by her aet beyond too world's
palo, conld not see her; could not spenk to her!
Could not nurso or even spesk to hr. O! now
my punishment had come, indeed!
Night after night 1 kept that lonely vigil!
Through a torn corner, of tho blind I could
see them both; how with almost womanly tou-
dtrness ho watched and soothed her pain.
When the was awake his smiling, hopeful lodes
seemed to give my little ono fresh courage to
battle with etch new attack, bnt when sho
slept tho pained look in his sunken eyes and
tho wornout expression told plainly enough
wbat his brave heart was suffering.
Then 1 thanked Providence for that love of
which I had been jealous! _
O could I but see her and' clasp her to my
breast, with her tiny arms twined about my
neck
Conld I but obtain, by any means, any*
thing that had been hers, that 1 might keep as
ft remembrance of hor, that I could press my
lipo to!
Or, if I could only see hor lips prosed fo
th< so of mine!
ov VI UJIUV. ■■=' f.
Ah! Th* thought came Tike a welcome fliii. -
It was too lato that night, but I was carl, at
mj post tho next I had noticed a little bunch
if flowers w
Tho face that bad stolen to my room years
„m*by and had peeped down lovingly upon
mo wuo not three. 1 searched and fooud her,
found her where tho earth was quiet and sad,
and the flowers growing around, so sweetly
pretty, were her only monument*.
1 left the piece with faltering etope.
Tho stone about my heart was softened, and
from that moment I felt what It was to bo
enned with memory!
* * *
We were In London.
It was In tho height or tho aoason, and the
Writ End wu steeped In its usual round of
Kcioty gaieties.
Wo wore (o go to a thoatro ouo night, not that
there wu anything singular in that, only th*
theatre on that occulon was tho ono which I
bad acted at and not aeon since I bad so sud
denly deoerted It.
Tho place had ebaogod hands.
Wbat urged me to visit that particular thea
tre on the evening In question, X could not ex
plain, but whatevor tbo Impulse wu I fouud It
imjwwrible to redst. Bo a hex wu taken for ux
Tho characters changed before my eye*. Th*
play wu tho one I had acted in. I seemed to
•eo tbo reflection of myself going through my
old part. I uw my husband'* anxious face; I
boaid tho woloomo appianu; sow a shower of
bouquets falling at ray foot, and thou 1 woke to
And that 1 bad fainted. The carriago wu sent
for.
I recovered myself and never wu in gayer
spirit*. I evinced gnat Interest in tbe play,
till my partner, deceived by my moaner, forgot
my sudden illness.
The play wu ovre.
Wo prepared to luvo, my companion wrap
ping me up In fere, so carefully that scare* a
breath of air conld reach me, and we duomdod
tho etepa. I passed tbo loitering crowd into
onr carriage. As I seated myself I lUtlesily
•canned their envious face*. When on tho ont-
sklrta of tho throng I uw, mlKrabiy clad and
with ftaturu ut in haggard wretchedness, my
hnsbsnd and onr child, and u tbe carriage
whirled away for tbo second timo that night I
lay u on* dead to all around!
For a time, how long I know not, I wu an-
der the influence of a dream. I uw Strang*
faces seriously watching me; important looking
men held whispered consultations, while day
and night the spectre of a nurse, gliding about
stealthily, haunted the room with her ghostly
presence! .
One day I ebook oflT tbo terror of. that dream
and looked about uc.
Tho nuree wu still there.
But I conld see, by the film light that stole
Into the room, tbe sru no ghost. I spoke, and
y voice sounded, O! so strangely to my oara
She placed her flngen on my lips, and i
knew the action wu meant to Imply siionco.
But why?
And time important looking men again
..hitpered, u a»u*J, oven u thoy had dono io
my dream, but thia tiino leaving mo with ap-
iTtvlvg nods.
I wu bewildered. What conld it all moan?
At lut came the truth. I had paaeod through
a terrible illness safely, so fer, bat even then
great care wu needed. Day by day I gained
strength. Tha lint day I wu allowed to leave
my bed I notice? with a Strang* pulsation at
my heart that my room contained no minor of
any kind!
The nnrto sew my look; her oyee droopei
before my etortlcd gage. I pressed my hinds
upon my swollen face and knew that my bcaaty
wzsgone!
I toon found means to prove my lastinctwu
right, though I little dreamed that elckneu
could so fcarfuUy have changed me. The glee,
reflected no features of mine and I did not
withering on tho table close by hor
pillow, I procured more and arranged tliam
with my own bands. I knew his timo for
coming tothe window fora breath of air. I
approached It, laid my tribute liuttly on tho
sill and shrank away to watch.
Tho coKmcUt opened, I uw tho lnuk of
plcaKd re it rise; how my hurt fluttered as I
heard the dear old tonos say;
“A preunt from somo of tor little neighbors.''
To my joy, tho withered flowers were thrown
•way, and u tho window cloeed, 1 gathered
them up with more care than If they lufi Itoon
spiny! of gold!
Oh! what n thrill shot through me M I
watched tho effect of tho new bunch; Sly dar
ling wu kissing them, and her eye* wero
It with a plcaeed glow, whilst ho hxikod
smiling tenderness. The eontaniiuatitm
of my touch conld not Ulpt the parity of thoao
little God-gifts to tho urtb. No; tho freshens
of their beauty pleased hor, I uw her cuross
them, end thanked heaven that neither of
them knew the water glistening upon them wu
iytears!
My neat visit wu mode with a lighter hurt
thin I had known for many a day, hnt tho
sight of tho place, u I neared it, causod mo to .
start. What it wu I could not tell. But T
turned only too soon! I looked, and thero was
roy little one, with her bauds clasped over hor
bn art—her fonn was molionlcM. for her young
life lind fmied away, leaving oi’dy u calm and
holy imtlo frozen to her lips.
• 0 0 * 0 •
"So yon rce, Mrs. Cramp, thst's how tint
wciiitin served mo,'' raid Mrs. Buek, us she con-
eluded 0 long recital of niistnken frioudzilip,
"Bnt don't you think,” aaid Mrs. Back,
"tlmt my lodger ought to want something hr
this time? I’m not curious, but it do look
strange.”
"well,” sntrwcrcd Mrs Crump, “I’m ono ao
don’t want tomaku bad worse, but I'm sure It
sln’tail right. 'J here’s something wrong, and
I esu bo no’elp to you, Mrs. Buck, till I sou
’ :eof a man as you
lea at tho ’Arch
■■rara „ _ U to-— That’s
him; andaln’t he in a burry, now ho has rung?’’
“Barely, ho couldn't havo rung before
whilst we wu a talking, and wo haven't
hcortl him?”
And as she spoke Mrs. Back one* more
gasped her way np stairs.
"Oh!” uld the lodger, u aho entered tha
room, "yon were about to toll me something
of tho iedy who formerly lodgod with you,
who—"
"Disappeared mysterious?”
"Yes," replied the lodger; “rray, what were
tho circumstances?”
’ boeaE Ml
lly over spoke a
tho did speak *
voice was that soft and fow, ilk* u If she 1
her
"Well, you see, sir,” began Mrs. Bock, "»b#
lived all to hoiself, and hardly over spoke a
word to any ono. But whoa oho did n>uk her
voice was that toft and tow, ilka u if she had
been used to people u wu always ill.”
"She lived by painting the awutest little pic-
tares, and when not at workeho wu road,
log. So quiet, too, oho was. wo nover knew
when she wu In or out, which didn't so muck
Into my month through thinking her a ghost.”
Mrs. Buck paused for breath.
“Well, sir,” she continued, having rested her
tongue for a moment, “one night aho came In
uwMtoulfahohad really seen a ghost her-
piaos accordingly. Withoot a word of my in
tention 1 arrayed royutf in my ptalqost drew
and couciou of my loot dignity
guilt and ahaue.
” I bond my preoent lodging, and wbat had
boon my pauion in early life now bosom* my
mease of livelihood, my tkillln relating,
•elf, and no ouo could toll what had b
air, for whatever hor troubles wu the kepi
’em to herself—not that I over wanted to know
—oh,dear, no! fer bo It from mo—balmy
bosom friend, sir, u wu then, wu the curios-
est woman oat for wanting to know other poo-
ple'a attain.
"So sir, u I wu uyiag, after the ahock,
whatever may have bun tho cause, ebo norox
wu the somo ogoin. Bho wandered about
more thin she hadevor done. Hor work war
neglected, and I almost dropped ono morning,
being the first time for two (lays 1 bait seen
her, whon I uw her hair had gone white as
•now. Whatever tho trouble wuithad dona
its work.”
"I bad been out for the dav, sir, and got
bom* later than I expected. The servant said
she wu glad I’d corno, for she wu oore there
wu something wrong with oor lodger, fer aha
tad rushed out of the place like a mad woman.
.Vhflo we were wondering about it who
should come but the men from tho Humana
Society.
"I its. upset yon may be rare, for i gueesed
whst hsd happened. The men add ther knew
her by her watching tbe water so much about
the bridge. They bed aeon her Jut before they
heard tho splash, bnt ebo wu dud when they
recovered hor body.”
"And aho wu batted In n pauper’s grave, I
suppose?” uked tho ledger, u n shiver paosel
over his frame.
“No, indeed, eir,” replied Mre. Back, with a
touch of dignity in her ton*. “Yon mistake*
me and my nature if yon think so. We brought
her here, give hot u decoat a burial u wo
could offonCond a tad thing It was, air, for mo
end Mm Crump to ho the only onu to toiler
her to tho grave.”
Thero was* paure. Tho lodgor rooo au<l
walked to tho window. Suddenly ho uked:
"Where is ib# buried7’
Id tho chnreh-ynid eteu by. *«*. *h* »»•
zwer, “nnd if yon would like to see It you will
know it by having no bead-otoMto It, but
only some flowers on it which I had planted
those myself.”
To Uw ootoeikhment of Mm Duck the lodge*
clasped both her hands In hia u be exclaimed,
"God bleu yon, foryoorkindneuto her! Mho
area my wife!” aud the poor fellow sank sobbing
by tho isndiady’s side. That evening in tho
dim twilight a solitary figure stood by the solo
ofan obocuro grave, watching with tearPil
eye* the spot where loy all that remained of
the wife he had loved w well snd fondly.