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Full Title	Street and Smith's New York Weekly : a journal of useful knowledge, romance, amusement, &c., v. 60, no. 29, April 29, 1905.
Contributor	Hathaway, Charles W.
Date Added	30 November 2021
Format	Newspaper
Language	English
Publish Date	1905-04-29
Publisher	New York : Street & Smith
Alternate Title	New York Weekly. A long martyrdom / by Charles W. Hathaway.
Topic	New York (N.Y.) > Newspapers. Popular literature > United States > 19th century > Periodicals
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OCR q POWERFUL STORY, ARLES W. HATHAWAY’ > “A LONG MARTYRDOM, ee OFFICE. 238 William St.. New York Batered According to Act of Congress, in the year i905, by Street & Smith, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D. New York, April 29, 1905. ree ‘e "Pahaps you know the name of that lady?” om ta < : i eit a es "FULL: OF DRAMATIC: SITUATIONS: BEGINS IN THIS ISSUE. Entered at the Post Office, New York, as Second Class Matter. T aPhaonggdfome ta MnO Loca Like a ight flash, that expectant look gave way to one of terror. re HER VICTIMS. “Tam med to come where she ‘s—mad, mad! bot yet I'm Tee ramb! ng words came from the lips of a 4 vhe stood in London’s famous Hyde Park and ished the crowds that ‘passed’ and repassed at ey Gate ae cit of his stotbes one might have Suagea the man was a si r in the city, and y% ‘pte the featleman, | whatever his nationality. taply cut, and thero was something wonderfully | Itself outs am year: ttntive about tis face, though he was well ad- | Tiysein, aoe T ed hae taveclt trom her 01, One us tured in middie life, Looking beneath the sur-| enc oy, Hy eyed the riders sharply for several minutes, perhi woeet that 1 way ‘who ‘i just riding | bye “Why, everybody niree, you mean that ‘Soautitully mn the chestnut horse—the woman . pular. “Tit gou, Isis her husband living?” 8 god therefore replied, rather col cial ee Mr, Dene is ‘They say Alma A Long Martyrdom. By CHARLES W. HATHAWAY, trp “A Rash Vow,’ “Love's Guiding Hand,” ‘‘Mariorie’s Sweetheart,” “Tosepbh Dane's Diplomacy,” etc., etc. CHAPTER I. But a fellow !”” slap on the back, and ‘Hello, Lindsay, old ro aur ey fee war an alr of refinement t about him that in ous "passion clinghed as tt re Bis complexion swarthy, his features ‘were myself the a in my "heart bad yet bo, however, one could see that this man had | and chs nce more, Wd through some great cursed country t tl muttering, he sauatered on to the drive- | {mut ee her! know it; b se0 ‘Som a his eyes It up suddenly, and bending over to | man. r wftlr, heated young fellow who leaned on reached roe aps. you know the | into two or threo broad str, and across @, vesti- put ule, ea in the card 700 ‘frued women 0} wih the very striking face and tho yellow hair?” Bayt. card come lous Tet thi y “Not ans Thete'was the slightest hesi sitation jo, te man- | pimoeit at a sinall table, he ‘rdared “wine, sand took we ln 'which this question was put. ‘The young | upa°papers it ta teticed it, and wondered warily why. this |e Ist along, for be aid Shoe read 1 a el" kuown in London | Src screw unk you” aald the other again. “Good- | was Drought. a * and, raising his hat, he turned away. | drink w: “EES the joung. saan wae mistaken about the | arae me was desire to, open up conversation, or he ac- | man sa intere ed bis He looked after the stranger | sion in lite, wa un self: and his features exp igh Dyso1 r? n latiand Was a rare Hirt before her marriage!” | he had enough to live upon, and as he Tatlably dined out, often breaktasted qut, and got k tea also at his friends’ houses, he practicalty, Boned at other 4 opie’ a expense, "The georet of his jt far'to eek; he wae an oucyolopedie of informa fea S°he knew everybody and everything | and. as ho was not rich or young, or at all good-looking, ho was a very ‘sate™ guest, ‘avon where there were daughters in the fall: r. Dyson was perfectly aware why be asked out; but, being by Ho means Thlhtkinned, ry rovided bi pint “die present ‘reason, for ont fpntlosorbleal Carew was thoroughly char- approaching Bust eteristic, 6 ace e had known Carew as a member of the club six.years since, before the latter's departure for the antes: hho observed-—for his wits were keen enough, though he was bodily indolent—that Carew looked worried, and he was anxio cover, if possible, what | nut ot ig ite might sympathize, but that he mish Care Wiis ‘tide, was sot. displeased to. seo this gossip, because "be was. more Likely than anyone else to tell him what be wanted now. ered. “Have @ ne ine “Thanks—I don’t: mind.” Mr. Dyso1 er Dg anything at ‘another man's expense. He sat dow poured himself out a glass. "Going to stay in" England? he add “Nog there's nothing, te, Keep me here. I shall m the Contin nBreter continental fife? Well, t's very fous for a time; but nothing like Lon don, in my jon,” “Gray skles and rain in summer—gray skes and fog in said Carew. toa" me, vonie, you're too bad! What do you call }o-day 2” “Ah, well, I'll allow to-day ts sunny,’ tthe said ‘I have world in “And yet, six years isn't so long! You must eon faces you knew?" said ‘Dyson, filling knew." wi of strong self-con- trols at any rate the carelosonens OF Tie. tone. ap- peared, to, his sharp-witted companion somewhat labored. "He glanced furtively at the dari face OP- postto to hime and so “Yee; and’ whose’ 2” “The' face of Mrs, vf enew ie wae either Mrs, or Miss,” thou Dut Saiad : hima, Bose—Maltiand. tiwt 0 you know her?" Gear’ fellow. know Gverybody. She 1s charming bute-dangerous” “Dangerous? Why do you say that? “You must have discovered why, if you had any 45 2 is one of those women with w seen’ mera: friceaee ips ssible. laughed bitterly. Shere are scores of such women In the world, be sald; “aud, I own, T used to think Alma Mai land divine; ‘but”—shruggl ng is _shoulders— jon't think ‘so now. - I’m ave, es caped the fate that bas eatin, Herbert Dene ry You're right 1” sop, Jaughing,| “I didn't and 1] wit had beet ne of’ her victi Higuant knew everything.” “Ob, tt was in Paris I met her! Victim? Bah! Alma looked at the paper—at the man’s face. evening dress of yellow satin, profusely adorned w . in ai to tals a, amile of conscious powers "us nan’ we at 1 he rted a8 a faint oh iene her ot or Theek’ yielded to deadly pallor noe recolled. agai T ho} “Perhaps,” sald the other, vaguely, and quitted 5 His hani mingling vot ee and something. like contempt a to tening: but, ‘when be rate mauswered, Risa “qe I HAVE SACRIFICED LOVE, LEAVE ME AT LEAST H eve now and by coming Sere at “ouch @ time you cruelly rom “Your “husband said Carew, bitterly, ri Tose ‘A win ing a et. she gate, unk ta Be high yvall wich surrounded the man che was dealing with to be re ut Se ‘window of the boudoir opened, casement fa ashen, on to the Jawn; and both casements were to 3. ee Ber ayes weeainike ZROBINSON spa table stood a shaded lamp, shedding © Sho'was'rienly and tastefully attr ed in a

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