Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1876-11-22
hours where Nesta's great musical pro-

hours where Nesta's great musical pro-
ficiency made the time fly upon swift
est wings, the time devoted to reading,
to quiet battles on backgammon
board, to discussing woods or silks for
embroidery, all were invested with the
spirit OF affection that made their re-
currence pleasure, where they had
long Deen WEAKNESS. It was no af-
fectatlon, no sycophancy, that made
Nesta find pleasurable interest in vary
ing this monotonous existence by every
means in her power.
She suggested fernery, and walks
and drives took new pleasure when
she haunted shady hooks for new speci-
mems of feathery leaves to carry home.
She taught Mrs. Green new stitches for
her fancy work, and was truly pleased
when wonderful pretty things sprang
into existence under their busy fingers.
Above all, Mrs. Green found her true.
tender dispenser of her nunerou char
tiles, carefully judicious in the cases
entiously exact in her accounts of the
large sums entrusted to her for distri-
button. 1t was not wonderful that be-
fore the summer was over these two
were united by strong bonds of mutua
love and respect.
September had come, and one morn
Ing, when Nesta was arranging some
late flowers in Mrs. Green's room, the
servant entered with the letters. It
had never been the companions duty
to open her employers letters, though
she often answered them, and she con-
tinued her task of grouping the flowers
in vases with artistic skill. Soon Mrs.
Green's voice reused her from sort of
dreamy reverie, brought on by the
silence.
"Nesta, DEAR" she said, "did you
ever know family named Fair
thorne?"
"There was an adopted daughter {? u
eyes, ma'am."
"Did you knew her? I have letter
here mentioning her, but not telling
her true name"
"Her name was Ernestine Hay
said Nesta, in low tone.
"You! Are you Mr.. Fairthorne's
adorted daughter, that he so wrong
fully left penniless
"I am his adopted daughter, but he
never wronged me, Mrs. Green. He
was my true, kind father while he lived,
and his death was so sudden he had nc
time to make the provision for me !
shall always think he intended. Ee
dropped dead in the street with heart
disease"
"But why have you not told me Of
this before?" demanded Mrs. Green.
81 did not think you cared to know,
had no desire tie conceal the truth"
| Many more questions Mrs. Green
asked, SO delicately and kindly that
Ernestine scarcely knew how it was she
opened her heart fully, and told her
old friend her love story, her tears fall.
ing fast as she spoke of Raymond
though she did not call his name.
Mrs. Green patted the bent head
softly, her voice very tender, as she
said:
"Poor child. You have your troubles
, early. May Heaven send you brighter
days soon."
It was a week later, when Nesta
coming in from a long, solitary walk
found Mrs. Green in the sitting-room
: in q strange state of excitement.
Nesta," she cried, as the young
girl passed the door on her way to her
own room, "come in here"
! Throwing off her hat, Nesta obeyed
"Tell me, Nesta," the old lady said
taking both her hands in loving clasp
"am hard-hearted, proud, and miser.
ly, wrapped up in wealth. and naughty
because of my ancestors ?"
81 have found you ever kind and
gentle" Nesta said, wonderingly.
Gam a woman, do you think, who
loving two young people with all my
!, heart, would thrust my pride and wealth
between them, and bid them stand
}, apart, though their hearts broke for the
separation? "Do you understand me,
Nesta? Do you understand that when
Fannie Bancroft told you Raymond's
aunt would disinherit him if he was
true to his love aid honor, she SANDER
ed me?"
"You Raymond's aunt ?" faltered
Nesta.
:" I am Raymond's aunt, and when
you are Raymond's wife, he will find
fully half the heart he has held since he
was babe has been won away by my
new niece. You may come out, sir"
And from behind the window curtain
there stepped forth g. familiar figure,
and Nesta, still bewildered, heard Ray
mond's voice in loving words and ten
der reprOaches.
Ruth came to the wedding, and Mrs.
Bancroft covered her chagrin with
smiling face.
The young couple, knowing that their
charge could not be long one, did not
leave Craige Hill, and when it's gentle
mistress lay down the burden of life,
Raymond Bancroft became heir to all
her possessions.
Another Flying Machine.
The inventor of the flying machine,
Mr.. Ralph Scott, who didn't fly from
Dover to Calais, as he said he would, is
in Berlin showing his invention to Bis.
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