The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1876-03-02

! to take I'D her abode with an AGED friend
| of her mnther,s Here she wonld make
bar home ond in tbs 90 No civ of Teacher
of the little village school she h wonld
earn an humble living In the contem-
pIation of the neace and indensndence
which would attend her altered nositiou.
as she pszed upon tbe star.;eweled skv
that night. the actual world rassed for
tbe time be;no ont IF s;gbt and tboncbt
The iangling strife of the dav was
lulled iife's heat and madness were as
suaged by the sweet spirit of calmness
peryading the night. Lovely emotions
stole over tbewearv snirit of gentle Helen.
and sacred sounds healed in her heart
like the charms of evening bells. Pas.
sionate indionat;on and scorn were for
an instant ban;shed from Helen CREWS
soul, and Tenderness and I,itv reipned in
stead. And in this mood She fell asleep,
dreaming of Gordon Stanford 1.-THE hero
of her childish fancyl. as she never dared
! in her waking moments She knew that
his father. as well as her aunt had ar
ranged to unite the estates of the Crews
and Stanfords bv the marriage of the
heirs of these families and she never EN-
couraged the hope in her desolate heart
that he would care for her. a friendless
orphan. except as the kind and sympa-
thetic friend he had always been to her.
The morning following the interview
with her aunt Helen prenared for her
departure: calmly taking leave of her
cruel relations, she left the only home
she had ever known. As she did SO, a
tremor shook her voice, and tear glis-
tened in her eye, which showed she ex-
haps greatest of all was fear that she
would not meet her old true friend.
Gordon Stamford, in the humble home
of Mrs. Neal. But if such fancies did
trouble her thoughts, they were vain;
for ere many days had elapsed he had
discovered her place of abode, and was
soon a constant visitor of the Young
school mistress. And now he hesitated
not to express to her the feelings of his
heart. which Re had ever entertained
for her.
Helen, darling, / have renounced
the future, which was 10 divide us" he
said to her one bright evening in May
"If my father will not bestow his wealth
upon me without nv bartering my free
! dom and manhood. I do not desire it.
We are equal now, and will, trust, be
allowed to unite our fates in peace. So,
darling, you will be mine, will you
not9
The beautiful lips spoke no answering
words; but the eyes = those glorious
ewes. upturned in loving confidence
spoke all the happy lover desired to
know.
The ancient home of the Crews was in
a state of great excitement and conster-
nation. An unexpected guest had ar
now vastly wealthy brother-in-law had
unexpectedly returned: and while. his
presence filed his brothers wife with
alarm and guilty fear, she sought to ex-
cuse herself by proving Helen guilty of
great ingratitude and waywardness. But
he was BY no means satisfied with. her
explanation of the absence of his be-
loved daughter.
&c And Won really know nothing of lit
tie Helen's reasons for leaving your pro-
lection % he asked.
mo. brother, 1 regret to say, that Of
late years we could not get along with
Helen, and she finally left us against our
wishes, after had loved and reared her
eWell, thatis, indeed, singular,p said
the old man; then, after pause /" The
girl must have grown up exceedingly
beautiful!n
Handsome. Helen certainly is; but
not beautiful. Her evil nature shows
| in her features, while her bold, black
ewes depriyes her face of all delicacy,"
repl;ed the designino woman.
{ Humnb 10 e;acnlated the old gen.
tleman sswell. we'll sorry to hear it :
but girls can not be counted upon. /
think / shall 90 now in search of nv
dauphter.n
@Do not leave us vet, uncle. We
will send for Helen for you,n inter
rupted Nettie.
mo. YOU will not: l wish to seek her
myself.n
81 hone Won can induce her to return
to us. Tell her we forgive all her anger
and unkindness, and will receive her as
daughter and sister, interposed the
artful woman.
With a muttered answer the old gen.
tlemen turned from them, to meet them
no more.
1t was evening A happy family stood
on the portico of the beautiful home Of
the Standfords, while the rays of the
setting sun flooded with golden lustel
; the autumn foliage and foaming river
Gordon Stamford stood now looking
over the sweeping forests. marks. and
lawns before him. in the ruddy light
Near his side reclined his wife, peer.
lessly beautiful Helen Stamford; and
in all the world surely there was none
more fair than that magnifcent Young
creature as she gazed with grateful at
fection nnon her nabob father who haf
bestowed ali his wealth upon his only
child and then with passionate low.
into the fond ewes of her Young husband
who murmured:
aIs it not too provoking, darling, tina
when we married for love, and estab
lished ourselves in a little home so cozily
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