The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1865-12-07
MILDRED GRANT.
CHAPTER l.

- y CHAPTER L.
sand if they order you to give me up
Mildred, what will you do ? z -,,s
The scene was cosy and rather hand
some room in an English country house
The walls were lined with books, and ia.
BILE Uttered with dictionaries and grammar
stood in recess between the two bow-win
dows. 6E# GE4 q
Outside were to be seen the gay tints Of
pleasant flower garden, and the bright spring
sunshine, streaming into the room, Lighted
up even the heavy damask window-curtain
and the dark leather armchair drawn up Il
the hearth. In this chair sat tall spare
man of about twenty-seven, whose closely
shaven and rather thin face wore a, some
what stern look, belied by pleasant voice
and kindly, genial smile. A pair of thin
ly mounted short-sighted spectacles made
him look older than he really was, but be
hind them twinkled q pair of remarkably
handsome gray eyes. -
A girl of seventeen was standing on The
rug before the fire, her bright hair tumbleG
rather untimidly about her face, and the lit
tie fingers, somewhat daubed with ink, helc
q German grammar, as if she had come tc
task her masters help in the matter of the
half-written exercise lying on the table.
Every ono who visited the Royal Acade.
my in 1852 remembers Mr.. MilIais' beauti
full Trust Ine. Mildred Grant might have
been taken for the girl in that picture; she
was so like her as to render further descrip-
ton unnecessary. .'t 'ifa5. -I8sit @-
And if they order you to give me up.
Mildred, what will you dor vTl5F Z
He asked the question, but he probably
needed no answer, and Mildred gave none
except such az might be conveyed in . shy
look from under her eyelids, but she came
close up to the big chair, and, standing by
the side of it, laid her hand on the arm. A
larger hand covered it instantly, and Mr.
Reeve looked up into her eyes. 5 av ..--a.n
And you really think you have courage
to hold out? Four years, Mildred; it is a
long time. Poor child, you have a good
deal to go through, but how to help it
l never felt SO inclined to grumble at my
position
Really p she questioned with CLEAN of
a smile, then, changing her Tone But don't
you think there is little chance of their
consenting nowr
Dearest childieno! When you say that
sort of thing it almost makes me feel as if
had taken wrong advantage of your igno-
rance Of the world. No, MiIly, if you ever
belong to me, it can only be when you are
twenty-one, and your own mist ress, and in
all the time till then shall never be allow
ed to see you. Heigh-hoI But still, he ad-
ded, as if talking to himself, it wouldn't be
right, it wouldn't be honorable to keep
them in Ignorance. No, it must be told to-
night, c0mte que coutc.'
He lapsed into silence, but presently be-
gan again.
Mildred had left her position by his chair,
and seated herself ON footstool before the
fire. llat4 Estt.
People would say was talking nonsense
but really don't think it will be such a
very bad thing for you after all. | know
you love me, and don't believe you evel
could love any one else so WE'LL Her lips
formed never but the sound was scarcely
audible. I'D. s. Ec afEas V}5sa 81
'And you see, poor as | am, believe
shall always be able to MAINTAIN myself by
teaching or writing. Perhaps l could get
on the staff of one of the newspapers, and
you will have money enough to make yoI
rich under any circumstances %,
Mildred veered round upon her footstool
and put her two hands clasped together up
on his knee.
q don't believe you care for me bit, OF
you wouldn't say such unkind things OIL
purpose to vex me. Such nonsense, too,
she went on, with the pretty pettishness of {
child, and indeed, she looked little more
as if when wei mean some day-every
thing have won't be yours. your very own
and not mine at all And lam 80 proud
sometimes when | think it will make diff
erence to you.
And | want you to do me great, favor
You won't like it, know, but you mus
promise not to scould me just this once,
and she looked up at him with pleadin,
eyes. 900 Is Et5 E5S1
He did not seem much inclined to be an
what is it. Milly? a
But promise me you'll do it ?
That's what you used to ask me whel
you were a little bit of child, but l mus
hear what this wonderful favor is first.
don't altogether trust you in these sort G
things
We'll, but you must do it, Why don
you say it for Inc 1t is so hard to get out
and you know what mean
still on his knee and went on. ..i -a %
Il mean tiff you have to leave Chaley
you may be long time before you &c
work that will suit you, and I've more MOI
ey than know what to do with, even now
and if you would only take little-only
little-and spend it for me, it would MAX
Inc SO very, rsry happy.
And, on the verge of crying, she put G
his knee a little purse, netted with brigt
silk and beads i'll which lay bank notes
the amount of 1907. He opened it and lool
ed at them with a moved expression Fl
a secoud he did not speak, then be took thel
out, and tucked them into her hand, shuttil
it tightly into his own.
'Milly, cannot do it, he said; my da
ling, Iii keep the purse as long as live. b.
you must not ask the other. could II
speak openly and fairly to your guardian
had touched it. Mildred, cannot
She said no more, but rose, and stood loo
Ing at ths FIRE with sorrowful face. Pr