South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1875-10-08

Inc Thought had scarcely formed it.
self in her mind, when door ut the far.
Their end OF the room was opened. and
tall, handsome man, scarcely thirty
years OF age. entered.
IL beg your pardon. sir" faltered
Lillian. all III fiutter, "but wish to see
Mr.. Glencross."
Il am Mr.. Glencross."
You! Lilly rose up and sat down
again, coloring vivid scarlet This, then.
was their far-of cousin. and how wide
ly different from their dreams and fan.
cies!
Apparently the gentleman saw and
pitied her painful confusion, for he said.
politely. May l ask in what manner
can be useful to you?''
Il am Lillian Maryland" she answer
ed. in a tone that was scarcely audible.
"W ayland -
A shadow, feint, yet distinctly per.
ceptiblc, overSpread his face at that word.
and Lillian saw 1t with failing heart
She forgot the labored speech of pallia.
ton and excuse that she had prepared.
She forgot that he was no silver-haired
! patriarch, but Il handsome young man.
surrounded with all the adiuncts of
wealth AMI luxury. She remembered
I only poor Charley and her own sicken.
ing idea of debt, disgrace and ruin and
sinking on her kness ut his feet, she
sobbed out her pitirul story.
"llc is so young" she walled, $50
! young, surely you will not refuse to give
him another chance for name and fame
j will work and toll for You until the
hundred pounds are paid. l will be n
servant, seamstress-what you please,
only promise me that you will not visit
him with the penalties of the law -
Her voice died into quiyering silence.
but her eyes still appealed.
Rise, Miss Wayland,' said the young
man, after moments grave consiGcra.
ton. Il promise that the odense Of
your brothers shall be overlooked, for
the sake of the excellent sister who has
plead so eloquently for him?"
And What can ! do? What must
ito? For ii cannot repay the money in
some shape or other, | shall die of shame
and modification -
Il will take the matter into consde.
ration" said Mr.. Glencross, gravely.
yet not without a certain CLEAN or a
musemcnt in the corners of his mouth
Mt the idea OF that pretty, slender crea-
ture rendering mp TO him the equivalent
OF the hundred pounds. And now.
Cousin Lilian-for / believe we may
claim relationship, although it is some.
what Distant shall insist upon Won n }
my guest for while Let me rim and
and send for my mother"
Mrs. Glcncross, n stately old lady in
black silk Nalencennes lace. welcomed
Lillian Wayland with smiling hospital
Ity which belonged to the ancient yeJiBle :;
and almost before she knew it, the Girl
found herself chattering innocently n
way to her hostess. as if she had lived
all her life in the sunshine of that pleas
ant smile; while Paul Glencross busted
among some papers n table beyond,
watched the sweet changing countenance
with a new interest.
Il never saw such n lovely face in
my life," he thought. The profile is n
purely Greciau. as the face of Hero on
mothers cameo, and the eyes are
as full of shifting light as diamond
Upon my word, this little cousin is an
acquisition"
When Lillian wrote her happy letter
home that night. hr. Glencross added q
pleasant postscript, and Charley Way.
land knew that his season of peril was
ovcf.
Lillian had been nearly month the
guest of the stately old lady in black
silk and Nalenciennes lace, when one
day Paul coming suddenly into the pur.
pie twilight of the drawingroom. found
her sitting all alone, with tear.lrops
glittering on her pcarly check.
why, Lillian what is the matter?"
Nothing. Paul-thcy had grown to
he good friends by this time-"oniy |
have been dreaming very pleasantly. and
the time Of waking has come ut last"
You mysterious little sphinx. what
on earth do you mean?"
She cOlorcd AMI cast down her ewes.
THE hundred pounds. Paul-thcy are
yet to be paid. No-lon't interrupt
me. ] cannot consent to indulge Won,
/ generous impulses. imust pay you and
. there isnO othorway for me than to scsl, n
sita"'ion as govcrrcss. So, Paul.
have written MI advertisement, and if
you will he 50 kind a5 to send it to the
Office OF one of the daily papers"-
Give it 10 me .'
She placed it confidently in his hands
. DC t9Ee Do bellperatcly IN pieces.
Paul j. she cried in amazemont.
Gillian, this is oil nonsense. If Won
want 70 pay me. you can"
"BGt. Paul, YOU know that have no.
thing in the world -
You have voursclf-to me the most
precious gift the aforesaid world con.
tains."
81 don't understand YOU
Must ] speak palmer? Well. then.
Lillian, give me yourself. love Won.
. darling and would fain make YOU INV
vile. Are YOU content TO pay me in
tlis coin?"
"Oh, Paulr she falterod, Il never
dreamed Of so much happiness"
And so Lillian Wavland's indebted.
ness was settled most satisfactorily