The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1858-06-18

tend going tomorrow"
yes. / wrote in answer to her invi-
tation, that ] would spend three or four
weeks with her"
"And at the end Of that time you had
made up your mind TO depend on youl
own talents and industry for a hveli-
hood ?"
Yes"
A decision which you will not ROW
abide by"
Why not? If ! marry a poor man
there is the more need that l shouldn't bC
entirely portionless. | claim years de.
lay and will make the most Of il. ="
" | shall not admit your claim Make
your friend the promised visit, and then
we will be married"
Under existing circumstances it APP
! pears to me that no such haste will be in-
discreet"
Though have it in my power to con
vince you to the contrary, have you not
confidence enough in me not to insist on
my doing so till we sit together by our
own freside ~
81 have"
This was said in a manner which show
ed that she was perfectly sincere.
"Be it SO, then" he said, "and !
think you will not find that your conf
dence has been misplaced
"Pye not single fear that shall find
it to be-"
"Where shall our home be, Eleanor 4?
Have you any choice"
e" cannot say that have, since / can
no longer dwell beneath the roof and wan
der in the paths cndearcd and hallowed
by the presence of my uncle. He was
very kind to me, Mr. Stafford a father
could Lot have been more So"
And yet he knew that by negectiug
to provide for you, you would be thrown
penniless upon world that has no sym
pathy for aught but itself"
81 don't believe that he did neglect to-
lie even one day hintcd to ne that 1 .ho'd
find myself amply provided for, aud was
going on to tell me something more, vixen
looking up, he saw that hateful Pry IN
standing in the doorway"
Prynn was Carklcy's agent ?"
fos, while Carklcy was absent from
this country"
"As you decline fixing on any place as
future residence, will you leave the de-
cision with NE :'
Certainly"
l have reasons to profcrring this town
to any other l know OF"
" can think of no pleasunter place"
replied Eleanor, " and on one condition !
shall be willing to make it our home"
" hat is that condition."
That We don't live near enough to Ar
tc!nus Carkley to have him for a neigh
Dor. ! am afraid myfcelings towards him
would not be such as / ought to cherish,
should often see him in my old famaliar
haunts."
Z" | should be as aversc to living near
him as you possibly can be-"
The rich purple which stepped the dis
tant Hills was now fast fading to a cold
grey, and Eleanor accompanied by STAFF
ford, at last turned her steps towards the
fine old mansion, which she was to leave
early in the morning, and which she ex-
pected never more to enter.
"Three weeks from to-day you may ex-
pect to sec me" said Stafford, as he un-
closed the gate which opened on garden
Of shrubs and flowers
No place would seem exactly like
home to me without hower-garden, said
Eleanor.
You shall have one" was StafTolds
reply. "There. $ roscmary-that's for re-
membersncc. | pray you love remem-
Der" he added, quoting from Hamlet, as
he presented her with sprig Of the fra
grant keIb.
Through the pale blue flowers had been
withered and gone for months, the green
leaves were still fresh, and there aroma
footed around on the dowy air.
But you told me that we were not to
live in the neighborhood Of Artemus Cark-
loy's estate" said Eleanor, az the carriage
in which she was seated by her husbands
side approached the broad avenue which
lead to the stately old mansion which had
been her former home
told you we shouldn't have Carkley
for neighbor, and we shan't."
just as he finished speaking, they ar
rived at spot where light, previously
intercepted by the out-buildings, could be
seen beamiug cherfully from the front
windows Of the grey-stone home.
Look !" said Eleanor, 4" Carkley has
arrived" +"
al think not" replied Stafford, aud
the next minute the carriage turned into
the avenue,
"What does this mean % asked Flea.
nor.
Yonder fne old mansion is to be our
homo, and not Artemus CaIkloy's. "
How can that be? ! can't under
stand"
But you will, when tell you that
am your late uncle's adopted SON /"
You? Impossible p
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