Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1870-10-05

whatever he would have said was inter
rIpted. Jane Green entered the room;
and saying; Il will see you again. he
told Jane not to let Isabel sit longer eX-
posed to the coming dew, aud left the
room.
Marlborough orders around awfully
about you, said Jane with laugh. Il
guess he's taken fancy to you.
! Isabel flushed little.
who is he?'
%, he manages Simun's businesS-dUes
his writing, works in the field when
/ we're pushed. He's a gemtleman; came
from New York.
/ Yes. assented Isabel, wondering great
+ ly.
,Simou's worth twenty thousand dol
lars and can't write his own name
Marlborough always does any business
that needs writing. He's quiet-spOken,
but always has his own way. He man
ages Simon like a child. He's smart
enough to sell the roof over our heads
Many u man would do it-but AIaTl-
borough is honorable. I'll say that for
him, if he does think himself made of a
little better stuff than common IOlks. =
And Jane wrinkled up her SnUb nose
with all expression Of pique at some hid
den experience.
rs he poor -
well, | reckon he is or he wouldn't
stay lIeTe. don't suppose he'll stay
here much longer, though. He's got TO
going TO the town ten miles of, to give
music lessons. IIiddy says she expects
he'll leave and set up an academy or
something. / don't know what Simon
will do
Tho next morning, after THESE revela-
GOnS were made, Isabel saw her friend
moving upon hill as patiently and
steadily as the clwns among whom he
labOred
1T is strange! what can il mean? she
said 10 herself
But she had other things TO think
about, also. Here was her independ.
ence balked at the first move. She had
been i'll six weeks, and there was barely
- in her little purse with which to re-
move obligations. And she was weak
and unable To commence teaching.
-One thing put little heart into her.
Ii was fortnight before she saw Marl-
borough again, but meanwhile she re-
CCived constant tokens of his remem-
braUCU. Strawberries and flowers were
plGced upon the sill of her open wind
Ow, great oranges travelled somehow
from the town and piled themselves on
her table; magazines anG illustrated
were brought in by the child
rem, and though she knew the midsum-
mer pressure of work was great, Leo
was always saoldIed for her morning
ride.
She bsgan teaching at last, but that
evening she lay with thTObbing temples
on the bed. To her surprise letter,
pOstmarked New York, was handed to
her.
She read il and laid il down with
long sigh of relief. {
Made stronger by the news she had
received, she went out into the mOOn-
light, pacing back and forth, and think
ing now thoughts. Marlborough an
peared suddenly before her.
How is this little girl &" lie asked. 2
Better I
But crying is not good for her. J
DO show that L have been crying?
We'll, | will not any more, she answer
ed. !
You are brave, but your position is
too much for your bravery. And | can /
not hely you. There is where the sting
comes, child i
He paused sadly.
Il am poor. Ii has been CALLING before,
Jut never as now, when l see, and no
1ne else sees, that you are wasting your
ife and breaking your heart in this bar
'en place. Isabel, if you could love me,
would make 4 little idol of you, /
,hink-setting you up above every good
that is absurd-and / am
poor with a passionate
gesture, 'amd could really only give you
God to eat and shelter for your beaUti-
ul head f.
tA,,,I 80, IL, ,,E I,,,-, 40 ~ nil Ta,I,,I
oddly.
YES do. But will not ask YOU to
marry me. There are rich men all over
he country who would give half their
Ortune for your pretty, pure face, child.
Ven who have earned their money
Iard, and grown hard and weary in the
,attle of life, and are longing for lit
lie truth and sweetness.
FOf your love they will give you home
md luXuries. | have nothing TO give
YOU. II
1t was Il strange courtship, but there 5
we're two hearts loving each other, and, I;
hank Heaven; the way was epeu to
lappiness. /
Listen said Isabel. q am rich, not
,OOr. My home is open to me now. The !
jealous and malicious, who )
las barred me out, is dead. have no 5
leeu To work longer. The trial Is over. !
3ut | had no idea, with little sigh, J
that independence was so hard.' }
Then you will leave me" !
mo-
She put her arms around his neck
iratitude had blOssomed into love in
he moonlight.
Il am an heiress, but my house needs I
master,' she said, J.
a few weeks later he told her his his G
Dry. do not need to repeat it. but it
vas one that made Isabel Marlborough 5
much happier. Marlborough was hero,
ut 10 one knew it as we'll as his wife.
so estate OH the Hudson has finer ;
master than Marlborough Hill to-day %
nd the mistress will tell you that there
5 something besides independence that a
; sweet.