A Wasted Love

Waihi Daily Telegraph, Volume IV, Issue 1210, 29 December 1904, Page 4

A Wasted Love

nBHW HHHHHHHp' Imye |^hhtc|HH^HHßiio HBBBMHhHSt rannran|i mnuHHr 1 " w< jUHHUHw I there's tinn su-an-nnHnHnHi] wih" f^^^HJ^^^yo^HßHereilii, thelHpiioii ofllio wli(nS*»yp>ir , s we cJßTii|, ill er iM.ni.li.n,] !<',; t -id us lia I - o i-lm!.' \niir cmi' victiOll thai I bit\ >- co, c iti'i I ''! :liis sio>v, That p.-irt of'!i.- 1; hi:: wiu-ii |i.;,i lWt tii,. ui'sin boiiy triivi 11d in ih;> limeiioii, an: the landlord tills ih ti.m <;v aiencamped near here- '! \ve do not lind lioycrainong tliun I 1 h- vr-ry much mistaken. "You did not lind i-im b fire; you will not now." sli.i suid proudly. "Tune will prov.." li,- said, " Will you not have sonic wine ?' She declined with n ma: ion of her hand, aud «oing to tlio winilow, gz"d out upon the long stretch of road, The countess sat silent and moronic-.". and Seymour, having finished ihe bolilt, went out to hurry up the hostler. The sullen postboy announced tlml llie horses weie ready, and escorted by the obsequious landlord, the ('Outness and Irene entered lie carriage followed by Seymour, Scarcely a word was spoken as the fresh horses dashed ulor.g ihe road, but Irene's baud bold the Countess' as before, and every now and then she drew tlio fur cloak round tlio elder woman, or raised hrr Imnd to her lips, They had been travelling for days. Hy vtho timo they had reaehed Miiikh'iin tho gypsies lmd left the pi ic". mid Sejiimur had hit upon the track of ihe larg.r part of the tribe and so missed fio,\c<\ But by diligent inquiry he had lonruod that a strange gentleman had joined the tribe, and that lie had gone south with a detachment. The countess announced her resolution to go on; and for three days lliey followed the trail, sometimes being led astrav by ignorant directions, and at others hitting upon it by mere chance, as to-night. As the horses tore along, tho road grew' still more lonely. Lurk woods shadowed it on filber side, and Seymour, anxious as i ho was to expose lioyce, sworo over his cigar at the wild chase, Alter covering about four miles llioy came to a cross-rond, and Seymour called to tlio pojtillion to stop, while lie got down and examined tho tho sign-post. " The next own is five miles oil," ho said to the countess, •" the moon doesn't last long, Had we not better go on to the town ?"

" As you please," she said, us if awaking from ft (Ireuiu. Ho was mounting to the box again when his keen eyes caught the light of a fire gliminc-ritig in the wood to the left. " Keep tho horses still a minute,' 1 he said to tho postilion, and ho walked quickly into the darkness, In scarcely uioro than a luimne he came back, and, going to the carritigo window, aiiid in a tono of conviction;" I'hero is ft gypsy camp here. Shall we " " The countess inclined her head, "Jf yuu think it is any use," sho said Wearily Tho postillion girded the horses on to tho narrow truck through the trees, and the carriage proceeded almost noisol;ssly over the turf «nd bracken, Suddenly Seymour signed to tho pos-

MM . BY CHARLES GAIIVICE

I ■no," "A Woman's Soul," H lion to atop, mid leaped from tlio bos. ' They hud pulled up within sight of tlio camp lire, Sewn. ii: went f.nw d n few y»rds si 1 I iii v null In il aboil in Mml"' w.s v.t I Mb\ 1.. Ii ; nt nil lengin li..siilc Iht, w:ih h.: ;pu n|)on Jla-ign's kiii'i, was Lottie, •» v p S'slltour went hack I) ilu* cmriigi' '' C line.'' lie sail' in 'i vvlii pur. "If w h ivc- not found him. wu iiny ln-ar of l-iiii here.'' The Countess unit Irene »or out, and tho tlirtij walked slowly toward the lire. kh .J