Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1877-10-25
ETizabeth's Necklace.

clear gray eyes resting on the green
fields and sunny meadows before
her.
elizabeth !"
"What is it, Warena You look
excited
"Oh. Elizabeth, think of it. Old
Aunt Kate is dead, and you-you,
Elizabeth Caverly, are her heiress.
Heiress of house and land, and all
her grand old jewelry. How / envy
you, ma belle. No I don't either,
only | am wild with delight
"Delight over the death of a
poor old lady, who was always kind
to us.'
Warena's face sobered.
"No," she said, "only glad you
are her heiress."
"Yes, l suppose that is ALL
"You will go away tomorrow,
Elizabeth, to be in time for her FIJI.
neral, and to take possession of
your new home"
"And you, little cousin are to
take possession of it along with
me-"
"No, Elizabeth, I will still live
with grandma
A few minutes afterward Eliza.
beth was wandering down through
the sunny meadows, past the droop
ing laburnum trees, till she stood
in pretty, half-sheltered glade
A young man, tall, dark, handsome
and sunbrowned, stood leaning
against a tree.
"Have kept you Wanting long,
John 2" she said.
"Not very. Only long enough
to make it impossible for us to
finish Elaine this evening""
81 am afraid we will not finish it
at all" she said, a faint rosefush
staining her cheeks, ''for Jchn,
Aunt Kate is dead, and l am her
heircss.''
The mans face grew very pale.
"Then you are very wealthy,
Elizabeth, and of course the humble
home where you have spent your
life will be your home no longer Q"
"No," she answered, half sadly.
81 leave it tomorrow. I have to
be at the funeral. / will have to
bid you farewell, john"
"You are going away to another
life entirely, Elizabeth, a life so
different from ours, we can scarcely
understand it."
$50 / believe"
And you can say farewell so
calmly. Oh Elizabeth, the dream
of my life is past
is it?' she said slowly.
sYes,' he answered, sfor you are
ore of the wealthiest heiress in the
country, and ] am simply-John
Flowers. / bid you and my dream
od-byc together. Goodbye
Elizabeth
'Good.bye,' she answered, laying
her hand in his and looking up
into his face, and then she turned
slowly away, her face pale, her eyes
glowing.
sIf he loves me he will tell mo
so of his own accord, for I will give
TO sign,' she said.
One year later John Flowers lay
dreaming in the sheltered glade
where he had parted from Elizabeth
Caverly. He was dreaming of her,
the woman he loved, the fair, proud
woman, who was more TO him than
all else on earth. He had loved her
from the time when she had been a
tiny child with curly hair and big
gray eyes, and could he cease to
love her then, when she was the
faircst woman his eyes had ever
rested on !? In few hours he would
see her, for she was down at her
old home, and she had sent for him,
sent for her o!d playmate to come
and see her.
She had come down to the old
homestead pale and a little sorrow
full looking.
Are You not happy, Elizabeth 2
Warena asked though wondering
how she could be otherwise.
& scarcely know, Warrie;' ther
after pause, i never have felt
happier in my life than do now.
| Warena opened her eyes.
'Warrie,' Elizabeth said, sdo yor
remember the amethyst necklace
Aunt Kate priced so highly 2
yes; the old fashioned thing
with the legend attached to it. Th'
necklace lost and found so many
times q
sYes. Well, it is lost again
stolen.'
Stolen q
yes, along with some other jew
elry. It is said when it is lost
will be found, and the finder viii
bring either happiness or misery t
its owner
Such nonsense y