The Republican journal., 1870-06-16
r, MAlNE THURSDAY, JUNE Is. 1870.


surely YOU will not refuse to give him another
chance for name and fame l will work and
toll for YOU until the hundred pounds are
paid. l will be servant, seamstress-
what YOU please, only promise me that you
will not visit him with the penalties of the
law!"
Her voice died into q quivering silence,
but her eyes still appealed. 'Rise, Miss
Wayland,n said the young man, after mo-
ment's grave consideration. II promise that
this offence of your brothers. shall be over
looked, for the sake of the excellent sister
who has pleaded so eloquently for him.
"And what can l do for you? What
must I do? For if cannot repay the money
in some shape or other, shall die of shame
and mortifcation
II will take the matter into consideration, y
said Mr.. Glencross gravely, yet not without a
certain CLEAN of amusement in the corners OF
his mouth at the idea Of that pretty, slender
creature rendering up to him the equivalent
of the hundred pounds. 'sAnd now, Cousin
Lilias-for I believe we may claim relation
ship, although it is somewhat Distant shall
insist upon you as my guest for while. Let
me ring and send for my mdther !"
Mrs Glencross, stately old lady in black
silk, and Falenciennes lace, welcomed Lilias
Wayland with a smiling hospitality which be-
longed to the ancient regime; and almost be-
fore she knew it, the girl found herself chat
ting innocently away to her hostess, as if she
had lived all her life in the sunshine of that
pleasant SMILE while Paul Glencross, busted
among some papers at atable beyond, watch
ed the sweet changing countenance with a
new interest.
Il never saw such lovely face in my life" /"
he thought. ''The profile is as purely
Grecian as the face of Hero on my mothers
cameo, and the eyes are full of shifting lights
as diamond. Upon my word, this little
new cousin is an acquisition"
When Lilias wrote her happy letter home
that night, Mr.. Glencross added a pleasant
postscript, and Charley Wayland knew that
his season of peril was over.
Lilly had been nearly month the guest of
the stately old lady in the black silk and
Valenciennes lace, when one day Paul, COM
ing suddenly into the purple twilight of the
drawing rooms, found her sitting all alone,
with tear-drops glittering on her pearly
Nothing, Paul, they had grown to be
dreaming very pleasantly, and the time OF
waking has come at last"
''You mysterious little mink. what on
earth do you mean?" She colored and cast
down her eyes.
The hundred pounds, Paul-they are yet
to be paid. No-don't interrupt me. I can
not consent to indulge your generous impul-
ses. l must pay you; and there is no other
way for me than to seek situation as gov
erness. So. Paul, have written an adver-
tisement, and if you will be so kind as to
send it to the Office of one of the daily pa
pers---' "Give it to me" he interrupted.
She placed it confidingly in his hand he
tore it deliberately in strips. paul" she
cried in amazement Lilly, this is all nom
sense II you want to pay me, you can"
"But, Paul, you know | have nothing in
the world"
"You have yourself-to me the most pre-
cious gift the aforesaid world contains"
81 don't understand you
"Must | speak palmer? Well. then, Lilly,
give me yourself. love you, darling, and
wonld fain make You. my, wife. Are ynn
content to pay me in this coin9"
"Oh, Paul!' she faltered. Il never dream
ed of so much happiness
And so Lilias Wayland's Indebtedness was
settled most SatiSfactOrily