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THE GHOST'S WARNING
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COUNT SOMBRA POINTED OUT THE HAUNTED GROTTO
me that there is a death worse than death — the breaking of a woman's heart; that death would boast no sting in the presence of a brokenhearted, loving woman. Her spirit lingered in this house of tears to see that the Sombra race was not perpetuated, and they had all died fruit less but the one who sought me." Stephanie paused and pointed to the western sky. ' ' How sad is that star ! ? ' she whispered.
"The rose is glad," quoth Trevor, "because it lives joyously thru its season. The star is sad because it has seen a million roses fade."
Stephanie waked — she had been dreaming again. "The spirit," she
whispered, "told me that the Paradise of mortals is love. Once we are driven from its gardens, we may never again wander in its summerscented air. She said that the men of Sombra obtained an influence over woman by means of the peculiar cross ■ '
Trevor started and took the heirloom from his pocket. Crushing his promised bride closely in his arms, he threw the Sombra Cross into the sea.
Out in the western sky a pale star suddenly became detached and went shooting thru the heavens into limitless space.
Over on far Sahara the inscrutable Sphynx smiled.
Hope Deferred
By DOROTHY HARPUR
The maid he never saw alone, Yet grew to swift adore
Her tender eyes and shining hair. The satin gown she wore.
Alas! her lips lie never kist (As all lovers do, they say) ;
You see, he couldn't, if lie would. She was in the Photoplay!