Connecticut western news., 1875-05-07

one 1OfSOC the iaOOrou speech or pall1n tion and excuse that she had prepared She forgot that he was no silver haired patriarch, but a handsome young man surrounded with all the adjuncts O. wealth and luxury. She remembered only poor Charley and her own sicken ing idea of debt, disgrace, and ruin; anG sinking on her knees at his feet, she sobbed out her pitiful story.
 He is so young," she walled, "sc young, surely you will not refuse to give him another chance for name and fame I will work and toll for you until the hundred pounds are paid. I will be servant, seamstress-whatyou please, only promise me that you will not visit him with the penalties of the law p
 Her voice died into quivering silence, but her eyes still appealed.
 Rise, Miss Wayland, said the young man, after moments grave considera, tion. "I promise that the offense of your brothers shall be overlooked, for the sake of the excellent sister who has pleaded so eloquently for him."
 "And what can do9 What must I do? For if I cannot repay the money in some shape or other, I shall die of shame and modification -
 "I will take the matter into considera- tion," said MT. Glencross, gravely, yet not without certain gleam of amuse- ment in the corners of his mouth at the idea of that pretty, slender creature rem dering up to him the equivalent of the hundred pounds. "And now, Cousin Lilian-for I believe we may claim rela- tionship, although it is somewhat distant T shall insist upon you as my guest for & while. Let me ring and send for my mother l"
 Mrs. Glencross, stately old lady in black silk Valenciennes lace, welcomed Lillian Wayland with smiling hospi- tality which belonged to the ancient regime; and almost before she knew it, the girl found herself chatting innocent ly away to her hostess, as if she had lived all her life in the sunshine of that pleasant smile; while Paul Glencross. busied among some papers at table beyond, watched the sweet changing countenance with new interest.
 '" I never saw such a 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 as full of shifting lights as diamond. Upon my word, this little new cousin is an acquisition"
 When Lillian wrote her happy letter home that night, MT. Glencross added q pleasant postscript, and Charley Way land knew that his season of peril was over.
 Lillian had been nearly Q month the guest of the stately old lady in black silk and Valenciennes lace, when one day Paul, coming suddenly into the purple twilight of the drawing room, found her sitting all alone, with tear drops glittering on her pearly cheek.
 "Why, Lillian, what is the matter 2"
 Nothing, Paul they had grown to be good friends by this time" "only I have been dreaming very pleasantly, and the time of waking has come at last"
 "You mysterious little sphinx, what on earth do you mean g.
 She colored, and cast down her eyes.
 "Three hundred pounds, Paul-they are yet to be paid No-don't interrupt mo. I cannot consent to indulge your generous impulses. I must pay you j; and there is no other way for me than to seek situation as governess. So, Paul, I havo written an advertisement,
 
 to the office of one of the daily pa pers"-
 " Give it to mel" he interrupted.
 Sine placed it confdingly in his hands; he tore it deliberately in pieces.
 Paul!' she cried, in amazement.
 Gillian, this is all nonsense. If you want to pay me, you can."
 |" But, Paul, you know that I have nothing in the world p
 "You have yoursef-to me the most precious gift the aforesaid world con- tains."
 q don't understand you"
 "Must I speak plainer? We'll, then, Lillian, give me yourself. I love you, darling, and would fain make you my wife. Are you content to pay me in this coin2"
 ooh, Paul!'' she faltered, {" I never dreamed of so much happiness.
 And so Lillian Wayland's indebted ness was settled most satisfactorily.