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Parted_
By LAURA, JEAN LUBBE'
Author or "Partedat the Altar," "Lovely Malden,"
FlorabePs Lover," " Ione," Etc., Etc.
ire rehtainet1 abroad roe another arise.
-'.]'Len the longing came to hint to return
some enure to .his own native land. 1Le
, tool :mitered another great loss while
•.rtbrond. At Venice his father had join -
.ed him Two days after the steamer
hard left• port, hiking them to Larie,
his father had died suddenly on ship
hoard. After this sad event, the longing
.was strong upon Rutledge to rettttn
.home.
Two weeks later he was again iu
Washington, Society received handsome
Rutledge Chester with open Arms. Ile,.
lied always been a prince favorite with .
the young ladies; aril] they had not for
tgotteu Won, it seemed, judging from the
•easels lttf received.
Ile went to few eptertainnnent, how -
.ever and his friends were select and
few. He did not eare nitwit for belle,
and seldom went to them; but he was
induced one evening to attend the ball
given by Mrs. Renwick. at her villa in
-the suburbs of the tray capital. Ile had
decided at first not to go; then, after-
ward, finding that it very intimate Mend
.of his Captain Lansing, was going; he
•ehanged his hind,
"We shall see some of the prettiest
•faces in Washington," declared the cup•
tu.in, enthuelasticaily.
"'That le not• my weakness," laughed
Itutllige Chester, good-humoredly. "I
•would rather meet eminent puliticiauts
.than pretty falces.'
"'this ball is in honor of a young lady '
west froth sauce southern city, who Is
stopping wit h Jl.rs, Renwick. I have
]net 110 nue' like her. She hi so beaut!•
fug" '
Again Rutledge Jaughed at his friend's
.enthnsaism.
"'tVhat is she like?" he asked, more
,to please his friend than for ally special
interest he f( It in the subject,
"1 cannot describe her," was the brief
aanew er.
"Why not?" asked ltntledge.
"If 1 were :t poet I night lind woris
iu which to describe her. As I am not.
.I do not know how to begin," replied
the young inptain. "Sire is supply the
lovel,est girl in the wide world, 1 only
know that her hair 'seems to have
eaught the glory of. the sunlight. It is
,gold, with tt. beautiful, natural ripple.
Her eyes are like twin blue -bells, soft
and velvety, dark blue. I can imagine
that Ray man looking into such ,'yes
would be lust, and forget everything
"J.lave you lo(.ked''tntu them?" asked
Rutledge, smiling. •
"No, was the fervent response, "I
waste 1 road. I have never yet been
,able to win one glance from her.'
"I take eery little interest in such
paragons," said ltutleilge, indifferently;
and this reply rather pleased the cap-.
•tain. •
CIHAI'TEIt XX VI.
THE RIVAL LOVERS.
The grand ball -room was crowded
when Rutledge and his leered readied
the Cilia. Mrs. Renwick had often he
vited the senator's handsome son to the
villa, but he had never yet nec•eptcu an
invitation. Whim she saw hint enter
the ball -room with Captain Lansing she
was delighted. Site received him with
.the greatest empr'essinent, and he could
not help feeling just a little flattered
He passed on, the captain by his :litho
"I should imagine, by the disconsolate
expression of your face, you do not see
your charming inamorata," said Rut-
ledge.
"No, she is not here," returned the
captuiu, adding: "I shall take but little
interest iu the ball until she dues stake
her appearance."
Lovely girls passed them by, smiling
their sweetest turd challenging them
with their bright, roguish eyes; but the
•captain looked anxiously past them all
toward the door.
At length his face brightened up.
°She is here," he said, with a thrill
of delight. "Come Rutledge, and I will
present you to the queen of the ball."
And both of the youug men crossed the
room together.
"She is always surrounded by a
throug of admirers," said the captain,
impatiently. "We shall be obliged to
await our turn. I shall not be able to
Calm one waltz," he sand, noticing how
.quickly her tablet was being filled.
"Courage," laughed Rutledge. "A
faint heart never wins fair Indy;" bot
he would not have said that a few
hours later.
• "I shall press forward and try my
f i.." c,:stiir'd the cametiu-
tlt,rl. e
' 'rrrtlsM, liltlaipsly: "(�'ulI c SOMA' 04.40V "�". .areata, t;►r1ts�; f<o:',triGA nett alswny'
3'M"%lsller, •.714'ra 1-••4•aunnot bear it, run' must POO IQY.4 woulth µalt Reek tet hint—no that She`
tentlehhe was, strongly tempted U. tel lye. Indeed, yell,1lIRlit not," • w4.1114 31st, foo? Wui'1ds--•tar 3Ie'y ot4d, lam'
bila that he had dune so; but out of re •'it Is, beyond the power (/r 3?tortai.ih Metre to rend the Alftcret or her tare for
speet to poor i„'ldeue he wel►ld not re- to control the love that tills. our hearts, hint in lit'r eyes.
• veal how his marrlige to her h,td vulut
ago
"Jr I were a littitote for her hand, and
the yutlnif lady 'herself ..does uut object
1 do not see why any one else eltoeld,"
Rutledge ilrtci retorted, linty,
Front that hour these two, who had
been ltfeloug friends, beeatlile bitter
rivals—enemies.:
•
"I promise you.I shall .use every
Gleans la my''power to prevent you kaon
winning her,' retorted the call>tltin
"ton, take advantage of year posi.ieu
In the family to luflueinee her against
ale; but it will avail you little. I shall
win her in epite of you, if I may 1.t
allowed tete use of the term."
"It has been said that 'all is fair in
love and cite,' " said Rutledge, quietly
"I, too, ani equally determined to stake
miss getter! sty bride. 11'urcis are use'
less; It simply remains to see which of
us she prefers,"
They parted its the bitterest anger.
Neter; in this world; were two lover's
mere desperately tletc'rmitted to fight
Lard for at fair -lady's furor.
As for Verlie herself, .try as hard as
she tyould to prevent her thoughts irmrt
clustering astound ltntedge Chester,
they !Would fly to hint unbidden; waidtig
or eretunitlg, his face was unsays before
her—this handsome, kindly }zero, whom
she had loved in secret so long. Rut ass
she• grew to love hint more and more ns
the days rolled by, she avoided hint, lest
he should read her. secret In her eye's,
by. their gland welcome, or in the tell-tale
blushes that rose to her cheeks as she
gaected,hitn,
"Ile eolith never love nit," she often
told herself, piteously; "he think of me
only as L ldene's sister—beautiful Ui
dent, whom he loved and lost. Once be,
fore I mistook friendly liking for love; I
shall not make the sanie mistake again.
Ve'rlies avoidance of him was a
strange pttezle to Rutledge. There were
times when .he thought she cared fon
Just; and then again, when he was Host
hopeful, her apparent coldness would
drive hint to despair,
:At length the mad love in his heart
would brook no delay. The fierce rivalry
between Captain I.:hieing :and himself
meet (.•orae to 1141 end, lie told himself.
Ve•lie's visit was drawing to it close.
On the. following week she was to re
turn to Richmond, and each determined
on the ensuing week to learn shin fate.
Rutledge Chester dec•larod he should
win her or die; the captain vowed the
same thing. •
shall ask Tier for one waltz herrn use
hope she may give me two,"
"I hope she will," returned Rutledge,
smiling at his friend's earuestuess. But
one hour uftoi-n-ard he would not have
expressed holt hope.
J'rom his position he could not see the
young girl's face fur the pretty fan she
held befora
A moment later he was bowing IoW
before her.
"Miss. Sefton," he obeard the captain
say, nervously, "allow me to preesut to
you my friend, •, tjra. Chester."
Rutledge raised his eyes in the most
intense surprise, his heart thrilling with
e. pleasure so keen it was almost pain.
Surely it could not be—yes, it was—
h erlie.
The meeting with Rutledge was quite
as much of a surprise and shock to 1'o:
She was the first to Iecuver her
cc.atposure, however.
"1s it possible you did not know Mr
Chester is a relative of mine—by mag
ru:ge•e" she asked, turning to the :is'
tnuislted eaptnin, when the greeting was
over. "Tete young wife whom he lust
by death nearly two peers ago was my
beloved sister Uldetie."
At that moment much to the captain's
intiuite anuoyunee, Mrs. Renwick, his
hostess, came up to claim him. "1 shall
hot leave you, uutil you have promised
me a waltz," he said to ''elate, antics
Outing that that was the very favor
Rutledge had intended to ask.
"I have just one waltz left," soul
Verlie see:tang, "I shall be please:] to
give it to you." And that smile quite
disturbed Rutledge Chester,
Both gentlemen gazed for one instant
into that bewitching girlish face, and
they looked at ouch other sharply. The
Cuptain bowed and turned away, and,
mutt against his will, followed his hos-
tess from the spot.
"\'t'rlie," said ltntledge, when he
found himself alone with her. "will you
cc me to the oneset•vato•y? I have 50
Much to. say to you—so much to talk
to you about.,'
She placed her little hn.nd on his arm,
but he did not notice how that little
gloved hand trembled. lie did not know
the valiant eit.•, t she 'nutde to still the
laud throbbing' of her heart.
Verlie had told herself loug since that
she had forgotten hien; that the love
that once filled her heart for him had
d:ed out; but now, ns she stood face to
face with him again, she realized that
her love for him was still warns in her
heart, and the knowledge Horde poor
Verlie doubly shy with him.
As they stood among the fiowere to
the conservatory, listening to the splash
of the perfumed water of the fouuetin,
they talked of Lldene. It was 1t great
surprise to Rutledge to hear that Verlie
had never ceased writing each week to
t'Ideiy's old address, but the letters had
!fever been answered.
Bow was he to know that beautiful,
guilty Uldene had always torn these lee
tens up, that the Seftons might Tose all
trace of her?
twee
hour by the fountain neither
of them ever forgot iu all the long years
of bitter pain and sorrow that followed.
They both returned to the ball-ro.itn
'with a new, strange thrill in their heart:.
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little,, 4 girlie, Lehe Ili tate, .dad 3 chilaal ''My Heald, beautiful Write!" ire Oiled.
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petl'e>~ to dA su" j pleadi,ib's thit't" he should roieathe herhat
'•1 ilave nu hese! to !city you, Captain Once, for bol! guests would tales her,
Lansing," she said, turtting her vacs I 10'1 Audi not.releltse;you.11ntii,3'ou.haVe
shiny Xrom hiht. "Spare nlel. Spare your ea:mere t my question,: dear," he !hid'
seefleltld" the iwpetuoue lover, "Ohre lug ( elee---for tnel"
, , ! his Voice thrilling with •eshrer•.ozpestaltcy.
Lo not turn away froth Me,, Yerii(,. 1 !'11`+ts It bceause you eared for $ome one
some hope, 1 will devote my whole' life(ply the ;hot winds Ana the hand•
to you, little \'erne, 1 would 1.(- I Fume, happy lover termer ,her apswer;
through sells or. blood. I--1 would 411• 4 bat it must have been sftisfhetory, for
to Witt you. I love you ;to dearly that i the old, old story was told again,
I wouldnailer he slain by one word i that young hearts alwaysrespond
frust your lips thou be blessed by any
of her love.
"Uit, (:itl.ang," crieer
earnestly, "1
ltni►► aratllIrealtsi1151 whatd unroVtulierll t 1e1ne that night he leaked her white
•ed love is like; but, vet, believe me, i bend tot hiss lips, wwhlspering, tenderly:
can neves' love pie, I nut sorry. "heaven •hats granted me the one
"You need glut pity 810,' 11e stud. 'i yearning desire of tuy life, Ver1le1 You
'want no pity. Leath frolu you; beanie love net! You are to be my bride:"
Wuttld be eweeter than life fl•ot11 tut How little either of thein drenlnea'
other's, Lu nut platy with mY heart
what the dark .future held in store fox
1 erne, 1 cannot bear it. 'Be patt:ent then!, or how it was to end! Alit if
they had but known, how much misery
alight have been spared theme
CIIAPTE1t XXVII.
EVERY HEART FINDS ITS TRUE ywATE SOME
t1ytR I\ Nett.
The round of festivities of the season
were to end in a lawn fete at the villa,
and ow this oecusiuu Rutledge told hint
self he should learn his fate.
Asa he entered the grounds, alit tze
with electric lights, and the flaming
colored lanterns, the first person whom
he ]net was the captain, who brushe'
past •hint with the coldest nod courtesy
would allow, and Rutledge could tell by
his face that this was to be miaow
bored evening in the captain's life as
well.
Each felt certain the other would tisk
Verlie to be his wife ere the evening
was over, and both watched desperately
for the first opportunity.
How sweetly fair 'Verlie looked •in her
simple white mull df ss, her golden
curls caught girlishly back by a knot of
blue ribbon, with no ornaments save the
cluster of forget-uteinots she wore on
.her breast.'
As Verlie was busy receiving hex
guests with her hostess, it was quid:
an hour before the captain could put
the plan he had clapped out into execu-
tion, but at length fate favored hint. He
found Verlie alone for a moment.
"Shall we make a tour of the grounds,
the captain came up at etre to claim Miss Sefton?" lie asked. "I have some.
Verlie for the waltz she hail promises) thing particular to shy ot yea.
\o thought of What he had to say'
111111, and away they floated together crossed Verlie's mind its she consented.
to the dreamy pleasures of the sweet . She talked gayly enough in her gay,
dance music. happy, girlish way as he led her atitty
The captain quite thought it was the from the fragrant blooms. Suddenly it
pretty eonpl.imetts he was paying liee occurred to her tient her companion was
that brought that unusual flash to hem coustra.inedly silent.
cheeks and the unwonted sparkle to leer "I do not believe yon have heart] a
bright blue eyes. How was he to knew word I have raid, Captain Luusiug,'
that she was recalling every look that
r'a she said, demurely. "i think I shat'.
stehd
1111(1 ('resell 1Ll1UeUge line. an
scute face as they stood together by the
fountain, and every word he had ut
tercel?
"'they make a very hantisomt couple
—Verlie and the Captain," whispered
.his hostess, confidently. "I should not
wonder if it would end in a match."
The ca1(1055 words pierced Rutledge
t'l ester's Imart like the throb of a. keen
. Linde. The carelessly spoken words
inc•ugbt a strange, troubled thought to
his heart. If the captain won. Verlie.
Sefton for his bride, all the light and
brightness of this world would be over
for hila.
Ile had often persuaded himself into
the belief that it had been singes. adnnirne
Von that had filled his heart in that
never -to -be -forgotten past for tweet,
galdeu-inured Vette; awl that the love
of his lil'e lt:ui been given to U11 ne,
and his heart bay buried in her grave.
But that sweet, sad love -story, was
of the beautiful past. Now it came to
liie with a sudden hock that, even as
the brunch may blossom twice, sc love
may bloom again—an oasis in a desert
second
. c
r•c
yield for it
may •
•uI
1:1'P• u heart3 3
time to the magic Witchery
of love's
s
sweet dream.
That night, late as it was after the
ball, Vedic found time to write n few
lines home. The closing words oe the
hastily written letter were those:
"This ball was the most enjoyable ot
all, menu`s, deur. 'Char was at longin
it, my heart that it plight last forever
I must not forget to tell you a greet
surprise. Rutledge returned, two weeks
ago, from Europe. We meet at the ball
to night. Ile is the s:tole Rutledge as
of yore: --a trifle graver and sadder, pernas."
When Nolle Sefton real Outgo words
she knew why Verlie had enjoyed tht
ball so much.
Frush the slight of the ball Itntledg:
Leconte a daily visitor at the Renwick
villa, emelt to the alarm of ('uptaie
Lansing, and the rest of the Ugh)) oI
Vet'liess admirers.
A sudden t- ulnees sprung up between:
Rutledge and 'the captain. When one
cabled, he was pretty t:ertit' l to find
tete other tlwir. ('here was something
More than brotlu-rly devotion in all thi3.
the captain told himself, eligrily, and
he even went so far as to boldly hint to
Rutledge:
"it was a wonder he lied not selected
Vont" ;a the first ithrte',: instead of het
to awl 'old hearts remember with ate:
merles tender—the stony of love'e young
dream., When Rutledge parted from
find you another companion—one who cam
chase away those dark shadows from
your face."
"You can chase them tiway, if any
ono can, Verlie—Miss Sefton," he :gall
huskily. "Let me tell you what made
me so silent. I was weighing a nighty
problem in my mind."
Verlie raised leer blue eyes in wonder
to his face.
He had stopped short in the moonlit
with, and the tremulous eloquence of hie
ware surprised her.
' "It is this, Verlie:" he s:lid, pressing
the tittle white hand that lay so lightly
on his arm. "Iias the great, overpower
ing love I have given you won love from
you 1I2 return? Forgive ale 1f I have
startled you," he said, bowing his dark,
handsome head nearer the golden one.
"I felt that I must speak to you, or
die."
Clantaiu Lans`ng." faltered
with ale if 1 have startled you so suit
dculy that you have hull not dine to re
ltect hew dear 1 .nut to you,"
"lie questioned not her love; '
Ile only knew that he loved her."
"There can never be any love be
CIIAFTLllt 1.S'ITt.
THE (RIVAL I, IVEIS.
"The desire of my -heart is granted,
'Verne," said Rutledge Chester, tenderly.
tweeu, us, Cuptain Lansing, It cunno' "You twee ,promised to be lny bride, but
be. 13e toy friend, el•en if nothing there is one prouder I must, exuet of
msec." ' you, and that is, that you will, front tlli,E '
"I Wrest be either your lover or noth time forth, ' diseourage the attentions lei
Captain Lansing,"
"lou must not commence by being
jealous of me," said Verlie, with an ire
resistible punt or her rosebud lips. "I—
could not endure a jealous lover:"
"I am jealous, my darling. I cannot
simply (.rave yOir friendship? No! . A help it," he dechired, frankly, "Jeal
thousand tinges, no! If you favored the once' thus in my blood. It is the curse
a rival, think you, Verlie, there could of the .Chesters. It has always been
be any friendship between that rive: a matter of life and death with thou
and, me? No, again: 1 should be 11i' It caused duels bitter and fierce. But
bitterest foe, were he my own brother there, I must not frighten you, my
Such u deep, passionate love as mine it dulling,"
utterly selfish, No hoatter what • the "lou must trust me, itutledge," re
poets. say, 110 noes who lutes can ever bh turned Verlie, earnestly, "because I vin
satistie(i with the crumbs of friendship. betrothed to you. I cannot be rude tc
For at momenta deep silent° fell in. others, now, can I?"
tween theist, broken only by the breeze • '•1.1 yott smile upon any one save my.
sighing among the roses, as they fell self I shall feel. like taking you ,away
in a fragrant shower about them. frons him instantly," he said. "I conk
"You will give etc ]tope, Verlie?" he not beat' to see that kind of thing going
whispered, eagerly. on. I should long to take your • hand
"I cannot, •(Japtatiu Lauzsing," site said before them all, end say:, 'She is mine
brokenly. "Bate ince—pity me—learn tc Flatter, woo, covet as much ars you will
forget me. T would love you if I could She is mine; you have not the least
but, alas! I, cannot." chance of winning her.' I have a special:
'tell ale one thing," Ile asked huskily. atversiotf toward Captain • Lansing, 11
"110 you rare for any one else?" you wish to please me, Verlie, do not
He saw her beautiful golden head dance with him again to -night." •
droop in girlish; piteous confusion—and "I think I may safely promise that
he was answered all too plainly. for he left me in anger, ars you cattle up
Ile spoke no wort, She had expecte:] you know. 1 am (ltlite sure he has left
sorrow, perhaps anger, but she was not ( the villa."
prepared for that ,great, wordless le- "So much the better," declared It:t-
spatir. The white. haggai'd face strtick ledge; but his satisfaction was prelim
her with the keenest sorrow; the sue tare, for, raising his eyes, he saw the
guish that lay in the dark eyes startled captain, hurriedly approaching, his face
her. Years passing over hien would not quite as calm as though nothing out of
hove changed him as this lead done. Silt the order of events had transpired.
Wats terrified at the awful change in He had tied from the grounds in hot
hire. haste; but as he readied the arcaei
"Captain Lansing," she faltered, it gateway he experienced quite a revulsion
affright, putting out her little, fluttering of feelings.
hands towards him, "oh! what have 1 "Why should I leave the Geld so con
dense,-?" pletely to my foe?"' he asked himself
"You .have killed all that was bright fiercely. Still, "faint heart never yet
in my life, ll;tt; ipr,•.;that.is all,"..he snide wen lair lady." He' rr'liteiiibered Verlie
in a voice husky with emotion, "I have had promised to waltz with him. \Vhy
seen strong men weep over a blighted not claim it in spite of all?
love -dream, and I have laughed at them With the impulsive captain, to think
and thought it the rankest fully; ant: was to act. He turned on his heel and
new, Heaven help tae, I know the bit
ter cost of every heart -pang."
Oh! hew she sympathized with him
Their sorrow was one in common, Slu
loved Rutledge Chester in the sante mat:
fashion this handsome young sofdiel
loved her; she pitied hitt, oh! so sadly --
but she had leo loci to give hint.
"Let us go back to the lights • nC
musie, captain," she said, timidly. And
Ire offered her his au•tn silently, and leu
her back to the gay, happy throng with-
out another word.
'Lite moment Rutledge Chester—who
had been pacing up and down the green•
lug," he cried, uutarully striving u, crush
down hie bitter dis:spptriututent. Adding
bitterly: 'There can be no such thing
when love has once entered the heart
Ctuld I look into your eyes, feel the
thrilling touch of your little hands, and
Turns Bad Blood into
Rich Red Blood.
No other•remedy possesses such
perfect cleansing, healing and puri-
fying properties.
Externally, heals Sores, Ulcera,
Abscesses, and all Eruptions.
Internally, restores the Stomach,
sauntered back into the grounds agim
searching eagerly among the Sperry
chattering throng for Verlie. At last
he beheld her standing under a blossom
ing magnolia tree. •
Ile frowned :end bit his lip angrily
upon seeing Rutledge Chester beside her
lie glanced at the lovely face •allium(
with color, and wondered what Itutlelge
had been saying to her that brought tin
beautiful blushes to her dimpled clheek.>
and the brightness to her blur: oyes,'Anc
Vetlie, to hide her confusion, began talk
ing hastily to the young captain.
This eheunrage Captain Lansing won
sward in a fever of restlessness at the des -fully, and his hopes, which had been
prolonged absence of the captain and considerably below zero, commenced tc
Verlie—beheld his rival's face, he kpew rise rapidly.
what had happened—Verlie lied refused "She wishes to show me that :she arc
]vim. The captain could have died easier fors my society to my rival's," he
than remain nue half-hour longer at'the thought, delightedly. .
lawn fete. The lights and the mueie. 'Then the sweet music of the "Blue
belle of Scotland" waltz floated out ee
them. '
"'Phis .is our waltz, Miss Sefton,'
cried the captain, eagerly. "It was the
remembrance of this waltz which yor
had promised me that brought me back,'
She shrank buck in terror from hie he said, in a low undertone.
wild, suppressed, gleaning light in his Verlie gave one timid glance at Rut -
eyes, ledge's face from ander her golden
"Ohl the slightest provocation I will lashes, and saw that it had grown som-
cluallenge the mai you love to mortal bre, rind the eyes that stet hers were
combat," he cried fiercely, "and he ,,hal] (steaming with the jculol y he had arc
kill urn- or I sluilt kill blot:' dieted. She hesitated, and the captain
With those words he turned aid left asked, reproachfully:
Iter, and site had cause to remember "Have I done anything, Verlie—Mist
ehee
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Wird
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heaid the
Have you seep, or
Berliner Gramophone?
and the eontid of gay young voices
thrilled hint with at strange pain.
"Bid me good-bye; I am going, Verlie,,"
he said. "I cannot stay to witness a
rival's triumph. I should feel like kill
lug hint before we left the grounds."
If
not, you should
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them until the day She died.
"He is no gentleman who dare
threaten a lady!" cried .an angry vole(
behind them; but Captain Lansing veld
no heed save to quicken his pace. He
recognized the voice as Rutledge Clue,
tee's, and he knew if he paused a single
instant there would be a tragedy at tilt
fete.
"Pardon me, Verlie," cried Rutledge
eci,i , . hurriedly up the path anti taking
Sefton --to cause yatt to refuse:
"I have not refused," she answered
"If I snake a promise, I a10 quite will
ing to keep
Verlie wished witli all her heart that
she could have declined, just to .!)tests'
ltntledge; but as she had no reasonable
excuse to offer, rhe placed her whit'
eland onJhis hum held permitted him to
lead• het achy.
tihe g:tv ltntledge a pleatliltg look
the little, trembling. ice-cold hands it Ptah laitl.(ts ;pithily 11h -see -oh can sprat!:
Itis as he bent over heir "I was cooling ' ""lou seta 1 cannot help it."
n
It
„u
away, and 1t .
•tut ,
help over turned ,
r 1 net c) Rutledge tt . ,
I Cn it l
and td •,1 1st
1 But 1.
n > the 'path.
t
hearing that townt•dly remark, 'Titian net understand that silent message; ant:
. no more of it. I beg you." to make matters worse. in his jealousy
The lovely dimpled face, framed in its of his haulsont rival he avoided Valk
sheat of golden hair, wits as white as for the next hour. 'Yet his (gloomy eyes
the snow-white blossoms site wore or lu.nnted her 'wherever she went.
her breast, lain the inyely blue -hells de , "If 11.e is really to be ns jcaities a:
eyes were swimming in tears, this. what am 1 to do?" thought Verlie
She was tronbl:ng so violently lt( iu (1ismuys
clespe(1 her little hands still closer duh: Twice she VMS quite alone, and six
drew her down the ruse•bortlered path tc e,,rtainly thought Rutledge would sties
the eustie seat beatc`ath the ntaguulia the apportiuuty of cowing to her; bu
tree, and seated her upon it, he did not. She u'onld have given Oh
"Yon sent ]tint away, Vt•riie. Was 1 world to have gone up to ]tin and said
because ,you cat ed for any vie else?' "vett nett not fear, Rutledge, my love
he whispered, clinging tirtaly but gently I tlo not vitt' for the tnptain. 1 Iovt
to the little white hauls that were yon—only you, deur. 1 ihave loved yet
stinggling like Cluttering, init,ris!:ned I,.t.ger and better than you. ever knew
birds, to free themselves from his cl•t') helm the first moment we met.'
But she diel not answer taint II'' It newt! his pled+ to conte to her. Sly
Could sere a burning flush creep aver the • !ild not go to him.
gill'e beautiful dimpled farce, arta a 'let, when he Hissed by where site sat ,
strange thrill shot through his heart Without so much ns gfltneing in hex
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Liver Bowels and I3Ioocl to healthyout, softly:
, his heart at laet7 Inc whispered to him ,
p self.
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I will b�t, the giving of lessons in cooking
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