Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1875-05-29

heart. She forgot the labored speech |
of paliation and excuse that she had /
prepared She forgot that he was no
silver haired patriarch, but q hand
some young man, surrounded with all |
the adjuncis of wealth and luxury
She remembered only poor Charley i
and her own sickening idea Of debt, |
disgrace and ruin; and sinking on her |
knees at his feet she sobbed out sher |
lhIiiua stors. tfs It'll
lie is SO. young she walled, so
young. surely you via not refuse to
give aim d nothe rzchai.ca for nanie and |
fame! | will work and toll for you
until the hundred pounds are paid. |
will be servant, seamtress-what
you please. only promise Inc that you
will not visit him with the penalties oil
the law T.
Heryoiec liedinto auiyering silence,
but hes @ yes siill AppcaledlLL
'Rise,.-sAliss Wayland." said the
young man, after moments grave
consideration. Il promise that the
otfense Of your brothers shall be ever
looked, for the sake of the excellent
sister who has pleaded so elOqusutly
for hinf23 ~ gEEE
| f'Aed Iwhat can j do2 What
niust1 dc? For if icannotrepay the
money in some shape or other, | shall
die of shame aud modification
Il will take the matter into cOnsid-
Grafton, said Mr.. Glencross, gravely,
yet not without certain CLEAN OF
amusement in the corners of his mouth
at the idea Of that creature rendering
up to him the equivalent of the
hundred pounds And now, Cousin
Lilian-Ior | believe we may claim re-
lationship, although it is somewhat
distant-I shall insist upon you as my
guest for while Let me ring and
serd for my mother
Mrs. Glencross, a stately old lady in
black silk Valeaciennes lace, welcom-
: cd Lillian Wayland with a smiling hos
. pitality which beloned 10 the ancient
, regime and almost before she knew
it, the girl found herself chatting in
nocently 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 table beyond, watched the sweet
} changing countcnlncc with n new in
| terest.
, II never saw such a lovely face in
! my life" he thought ''1'he profile is
IA purely Grecian as the face of Hero
on mothers cameo, and the eyes are as
: full of shifting lights as q diamond.
| Upon my word, this little new cousin
! Is an acquisition"
: When Lillian wrote her happy letter
home that night, Mr.. GIencross added
a pleasant postscript, and Charley Way
land knew that his season OF peril was
over.
4 Lillian had been nearly a month the
e guest of the st1tely Old lady in black
silk and Valencicnnes lace, when one
I day Paul, coming suddenly into the
; purple twilight Of the drawing room,
r found her sitting alone, with tear
e drops g 'i,terng on her pearly cheek.
= Why, Lillian, what is the matter?
Nothing, Paul they had grown
e to be good friends by this time-"Only
| have been dreaming very pleasantly.
; AMI the time of waking has come at
last p" t5 est# EE
You mysterious little sphinx, what
c on earth do u mean?'
{ She coluled aud cast down her eyes.
C The hundred pounds, Paul-they
e are yet to be paid. No-don't inter-
rupt me cannot consent to indulge
: your generous impulses. | must pay
Il you; and there Is no other way for me
= than TO seek a situation as gOyerncss.
. So, Paul, | have written an advertise
t mcnt, aud if you will be so k,nd rs to
send it the ,tlicc of one of the daily
. papers =
1 Give it to me- he interrupted
c She placed it confidingly in his
hands; he tore it Deliberately in pieces.
. Paul T. she cried in am cement.
( Lillian, this is all nonsense. lfyou
( want to pay me, you can.
E But, Paul, you know that | have
: nothing in the world
Iou have yOurseli-tO me the mos;
precious gift the aforesaid world con
D talnS.
d Il don't understand you
c Must speak palmer? Well, then,
c Lillian, give me yourself. | love you,
! darling, and would fain make You my
a wife. Are you content to pay me in
this coin p
t oh, Paul ~ she raltcrcd. Il never
= dreamed of so much happiness.
. And so Lillian Wayland's indebted
: ness was settled most satisfactorily.