And so in the moonlight he found her, as around her beautiful clay
(Lifeless and pallid as marble, for her spirit had flown away),
The farewell words she had written she held to her cold, white breast,
And the buried blade of a dagger told how she had done the rest.
TALE ONE.
THE DIARY OF A CHICAGO GIRL.
This story is a copy of the diary kept by a wealthy Chicago girl, who was found dead in her room.
“When lovely woman stoops to folly
And finds too late that men betray,