The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1877-02-01
HOW HE FOUND HIM.

Jasper Garfield was junior partner and
devoted slave of the great furnace
company. Margaret Hope said that no
girl could please Jasper Garfield she
never saw such man. Here he was, a
gentleman by birth and education, and
he would not marry, and was considered
very penurious. He really needed wife
to teach him things. Perhaps he m0urned
over dead lover, or had been Tilted by
some woman.
Margaret Hope felt that she had been
sighted in the most wounding manner
by Jasper Garfield, who had grown to be
a hero in her eyes. She lived in an old
house, into which even her youthful
presence could infuse no life, for time
had set its seal of decay on the structure.
The property was valuable, at least in
the ewes of her cousin, Jack Erskine, and
when summer draped vines and flowers
about the old home it might well attract
other admiration.
Cousin Jack was good looking, stout,
and broad-shouldered, with somewhat
heavy features. His manner was genial
and hearty, but his eyes were cold and
keen. Altogether he was a man to be
associated in ones mind with good sup
per and horses, and also with close
bargain. -.
%How pretty you look this morning P'
was his salutation, as he drew off a
driving glove and held his hand to the fire.
Margaret, glancing down, cOntrasted
him with a certain other man she knew
who was tall, slender, with calm, serious
blue eyes, and an oval face, and retorted
s'yylWy;M1 W;1a. a fine house you are building
Jackp
eth site is not as good as this one."
"Sure]y you do not grudge me thi
mansion, all mo.dy with the dust of my
ancestors?"
Mr.. Jack Erskine gazed at the fir,
without direct reply.
"My new house needs a mistress
Margaret"
"Dear me! You will have no difficult!
in finding one. dare say, Mr.. Jack"
He frowned slightly; and when b,
frowned, the features of Mr.. Jacl
Erskine became surly-even brutal.
"Sball l sell the hay for you thi
year,"
off you will" she said, ycarelessly.
"I can put it in with mine; womal
isapt to get cheated as farmer"
Aunt Polly Hope stood at the windoy
knitting. She was a brisk old lady, wit
brown wig under her cap, face as ful
of wrinkles as the house was of cracks
and bright twinkling eyes. Her finger
were invariably knitting, and she wa
usually peering from some window dow
upon the village, which was her work
"I don't 'spose you are as blind as 20
pretend to be, child, about Jacks likin
for ye," looking after Cousin Jack as b
strobe down the box-bordered path. "l
Jane Tompkins amt took to the roa
again, / do declare Don't see when sh
does her work, what with gadding abou
The family will come upon the town ye
it's likely. Lord Margaret, strane
man Is coming in the gate"
Jasper Garfield, pale, jaded, nervou
wi tn the perplexed aspect Of one 4
lepger understanding himself, took bot
of Margaret's hands, and looked at h
with lovers eyes.
Oh, dim old parlor, merging In
Noyember's somber landscape withou
what power has the fallen leaf, Il
fading past, to chill the hope born of
recent despair The transition W
almost unreal in its delicious happine
A week ago Margaret had turned aw
from the unattainable in grief and disa
pointment. Now Jasper Garfield b
come to tell her he loved her.
Aunt Polly saw through her critic
spectacles only very ordinary specim
of mankind, not as good looking as Ja'
perhaps. Margarets heart and SC
went out to him in joyful recognition
her ideal, her hero.
"It takes all sorts 10 make a worlt
reflected Aunt Polly, going away TO
what there was for dinner. Il ne'
suspicioned that our Maggie wot
fancy a man with such long nose a
hair almost grey"
In the parlor the moments few
wings; there was 80 much to be told
few whispers, reproaches, explanatio
and reconciliations, Jasper Garfield's
staying the eloquence Of other lips,
seeking a lock of silky hair, dimple
the rounded cheek. How Margs
bloomed that dayl Happiness Is
true balm of beauty, as II Is the "
elixir of life. Once he held her at ar
length in the old morose humor.