Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1871-01-02


welcome my friends as his own. You
will love him, Jasper, as | do, when
you know him." q MEE Il q.
"He doesn't seem very affectionate, "
remarked Lowder. 2You have been
away from Your homo for five years,
and he has but Just recalled you %
Young Tressilian's cheeks flushed.
as Lowder saw In the lurid glow that
momentarily lighted up the tempestu-
Gus scene. -cjIes III EkG-E q
''You know, or can guess, the rea-
son, Jasper" he said, with something
of an effort. 'sMy father has ward,
the daughter Of an old friend. Ah
hear that wind sbriek! Tho gale is
increasing!". Z W
:'Yes, assented Lowder. "And the
ward is Miss Irby-the golden-haired
Blanche of whom you have talked so
much, and with whom you have ex-
changed letters?H Z CE8CG gs8l
ayes. My father formed project
to have me marry Blanche. He did
not wish lis to grow up together, lest
we should learn to regard each other
as brother and sister. When Blanche
came to live at the Court my father
sent me to Germany. The night be-
fore left home, ne called me into his
library and told me all his hopes and
plans for my future, and entreated me
to continue worthy Of his innocent
ward, and to keep my heart pure for
her. have done so, Jasper. L have
never vet loved any woman. And
Yesterday l received my fathers sum
mons to come home. He has recalled
me after five years of absence. Iknow
the wish that lies nearest his heart.
He wants me to return and marry
Blanche. shrink from the proposed
marriage. dread going home. And
I dread offending my dear father,
whom love better than any woman.
1t Is hard, Jasper, to revolt against
the hopes and plans of 4 kind and gen-
erous father, whose very love for me
causes him to urge on this marriage J"
"Is it?" said Lowder dryly, and
with strange smile full of sneering
bitterness. HMy experience has been
widely different from yours, Tressilian.
Did lever tell you of nay father" =
"No. I took It for granted that he
Is dead" -.- .
"Perhaps he Is. / don't know said
Lowder. with a reckless laugh, tBut
If he is living, he is scoundrel. Don't
start, Tressilian, at my untilial speech.
Wait till you hear. my story, ! am in
a desperate mood tonight. This storm
stirs up all the bad within me. As
nearly as can discover, my father was
the younger son of proud old coun-
try family"
"You do not know, then?" asked
Tressilian, pressing his companion's
hand.s t#G y r...as- Z q.
81 have no. proofs Of it. AsI posi-
lively know Is this. My mother was
of humble station, pretty, with blue
eyes and an apple-blossom face, and
tender, appealing ways. She was the
daughter OF q widow, residing ut
Brighton. The widow. my grand
mother, kept lodging-house, and my
father, a gay, dashing young fellow.
came to lodge with her. As might have
been expected. he fell in love with his
lantllady,s. daughter. He offered the
Young gtrl marriage, on condition that
the union should DO kept secret untii
his affairs frightened and ne chose TO
divllge it. Inc young Slri losso love MN
Her mother was AMBITIOUS anu penu,
rious. The result was the lover haa
his way. ana married inc uausnte. o'
his landlady quietly, almost secretly.
Then.he took his bride TO Lohaon, 10
cheap and obscure lodgings, where, n
year later, l was born"
The wind for 4 moment.drownea nus
voice. AS 1t presently lulled, he re-
sulned recklessly, and with passionate
bitterness: Stag, E4F, !, De,
'For years my mother ana ilvea
in those stutfy, obscure lodgings until
her bloom had faded, and she had
grown thin and wan and nervous. My
father visited us at stated seasons, once
or twice week, but he never brought
any of his family to call upon us. 1
doubt IL his aristocratic relatives even
suspected the existence OF the iaued
wife and sou Of whom nc was secretly
ashamed, / have good reason TO De-
lieye that lie lad fine lodgings at the
West End, where he was supposed to
be q bachelor, and that he went into
fashionable society," while poor mothGr
and lived ODSSurely. lie was prOnl-