The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1876-06-29

looks passed unheeded, except by one pair
of eyes which were not sealed, namely. her
mothers.
Mrs. Mauran was quiet person; but her
quiet, concealed strength had power of
reading character. Instinctively she sstook
stock" of all persons with whom she came
into contact, and her instinct rarely failed
bitter experience had taught her how
''easily things go wrong in this world of
ours, aud though she 'shated to meddle,''
and was sorry to lose her boarder, she re,
solved to appeal to the sweetness and nobiii-
ty which she felt were the underlying stra-
tum OF Miss Ashurst's nature. 1t was in
this wise that she accomplishe her pur-
pose
Mis-, Ashurst and Phil had been off on a
drive prolonged into late twilight. Tea was
over. Phil had strolled down to the village
after mail, and Mrs. Mauran sat beside her
guest in the shaded porch.
where is Amy" asked Miss Ashurst
'sGone to bed with bad headache said
Mrs. Mauran.
"A headache? am so sorry! Isn't there
something out of my medicine case which
would relieve her?-pusatilla. perhap:, or
IRIS Miss Ashurst was devoted home
opath
8, think there is something Not out of
your case, however, replied Mrs Mauran,
quietly.
Nv hat can you mean?'
.'My dear Miss Asnurst, NAV | speak
frankly to you about something that is on
my mind! And will you not think me un-
kind or impertlnent?
Il am quite sure you could be neither
Il want to tell you little story which
concerns Phil and Amy"
phil and Amy
s'Ies. They are second cousins, as you
know. Phil father was my most intimate
friend, and the children were naturally
brought up together. Last spring Phil who
trusts me as if | were his mother, begged
my leave to ask Amy to be his wife" She
paused moment. Miss Ashurst said moth
ing, only leand forward little and listened
Il told him that Amy was young he had bet,
ter wait few months before he said any
thing wish hadn't
"Why?"
81 don't know why. 1t NIL ht have been
better. Since that time Phil has seen wo-
man Il little older, far more beautiful, than
my little GIRL richer in all that life has to
give, but not richer as far as he is concern
ed, for she has no love to give him, and Amy
has If she had if sh could, | should moi
speak. III did not know that she is as true
and as good as she is beautifuy, should not
speak. As it is, | do
! There is another pause.
i My dear Mrs. Mauran-thank you"
said Miss Ashurst. at last. You were
right t, speak | have made mischief, but
without knowing it You are sure of that,
hope
..Phil is d charming person. l like him
extremely, and of course | saw that he
liked me. But | never thought OF it as
serious thing A great many other people
have felt the same, and have gotten over il. )"
''Phil will get over it also. He has loved
you but three weeks. and Amy three years.
Ii is glamour, which will wear off.
Miss Asnurst smiled still but less bright
ly. 1t is not pleasant to be agreed with so
cordially in matters of this kind. Yes
she said; lit Is, as you say, aglamour 1t
will disappear as | disappear. And the
sooner that disappearance takes place, the
better. shall have letter this evening
which will obllge to leave you day after
morrow Will that do:''
My dear Miss Ashurt my dear kins wo-
nan, believe me when ! say that | am truly
sorry that anything must make you 60. You
are what thought, what l trusted, and |
thank you with all my heart"
.'And thank you for trusting me-" rel
piled Miss Ashurt
But after she wen, up stairs her face
changed. Long she stood a, the window
looking out at the dim, tinted sea.
''lt has been very nice" she whispered
to herself at last But this is foolish.
must go to bed
Miss Ashurts letter of recall came, and
on the day fixed she left. Amy, dazed, as
it were. by this sudden departure, reproach-
ed herself heartily for feeling glad. This
reproached deepened into remorse when,
the farewells spoken and the beautiful radi-
ant presence vanished. she found her wall.
and table ornamental with gooiby gifts.
There were the photographs she had most
adm red, the books, even the Madonna
ivory plated and velvet swung. all left for
her by her sweet hearted rival. A mist Of
penitent tears dimmed her eyes, but in spite
Of her penitence and Of her tears. she was
glad. For Phil the rattle of the wheels
which bore his charmer away was like the
sound which breaks sharply into some fan
tastic dream.
Metaphorica.ly speaking, he rubbed hi:
eyes. OF LAY OF Two ne nuUS ABOUT, Va
cant and listless: then he reused himself. a:
If DESTROYS TO pick up dropped thread.
again. Somehow Amy was more difficult te
approach than of yore. A little veil rested
between them. She Was not always TO be-
had when wanted. We value whas we wors
for. what we hold with some trembling sense
Of insecurity. As weeks went on, Phil
grew to prize amy more than ever. The
knowledge that he had lost her intensified
uis love Ii required months to win his wa,
back 10 the old place Bar at last
And you are quite. 9aite sure that yot
care most for me.'' whispered Amy, sauci
iy. the night after their engagement.
Most Altogether, you mean There i
no ct her.
Not even Miss Ashurs..''
Not even Miss Ashurs,: tnough'-an'
Phil hftei MS cap before q aaeen-.'sh
is sumner. = real lady. every inch Of her
AMI rs good as she is beautiful. Bies
herr"
And bless her. We say.