The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-01-10

Emperor Leopold all knowledge Of the
matter
Kara Mustapha attacked Vienna next
year, but his army was utterly routed
and the Sultan, in consequence, caused
him to be strangled to death.
HER HEARTS SECRET.
eff you refuse Duncan Holcroft YOU
are a complete idiot, Georgina Gilroy
and / wash my hands of your affairs alto.
gether.'
Mrs. Cassowin sails maiestically from
the room where Georgina, ner niece, re.
mains nervously clasping and unclasping-
dering why matrimony should be posi-
tive duty in the code by which she had
been educated. She is only twenty-five
slend er, fair, and looking about sixteen,
with her waving golden hair and soft,
brown eyes.
She had two hundred pounds a year,
all her own, and why can't she be allowed
to live quiet life unmolested.
Since her owa parents died, about
three years ago, she had been dragged
from the country parsonage, in which her
father lived and died, saving the little
fortune for Georgina by close economy,
to her aunt's fashionable home, such as
her mother pinned for Throughout all Geor-
ginas future; but she never needed much
in those days.
Sitting in Mrs. Cassowin's grand draw
ing-room, waiting for Duncan Holcroft to
come and propose to her, as her aunt in
formed her he had requested permission
to do, Georgina, timid and gentle, felt her
whole being rise in revolt.
Was life to be to her what it was to her
aunt, a round of calling, shopping, party
going, party-giving, interviews with
dressmakers and millinersl Could she
not escape to some locality where there
were nobler aims and desires:
Where!
Mrs. Cassowin had expostulated in
vain. Hitherto, Georgina had been gent
ly firm.
But on this day even her courage failed
before her aunts wrath at the proposal to
dismiss Duncan HOlcroft.
He came across the wide drawing room
as she sat thinking, his football unheard
on the soft carpet.
He was tail, erect, handsome, past fifty
yet not old: his eyes clear as Boys, his
iron gray hair curly and abundant, his
gray moustache giving military air to
his well-cut features.
Faultless in attire, courteous in manner,
he also possessed half a million attractions
| in solid investments.
But all seemed to him worthless COM
pared to the possession of the slender,
pale child, who, half buried in deep
arm chair, realized as yet nothing of the
warming love in the large. dark eyes fixed
upon her.
1t was scarcely to be supposed that
Duncan Holcrcft, bachelor as he was, had
travelled over fifty years Of life with un-
touched heart, but he had lived over all
other love till this one came and con-
quered him.
It chilled his heart with sick pain,
when Georgina, looking up. paled to her
| lips, while her eyes were full OF fear and
trouble seeing him.
She had always given him frank, cor
dial greeting, and he had hoped to win
sweeter tokens still from her soft eyes and
sweet lips, and instead he had lost what
was already given.
ibid you not expect me-" he said gently,
"you looked startled"
Il did not know you were here. and it
did startle me to see you SO close beside
me- Georgina said, a flaming COL
or shooting now over cheek and brow,
as she wished herself q thousand miles
away.
He spoke to her gravely then, and very,
very gently, wooing her most tenderly,
considerate of her youth, her timidity
and heartily ashamed, she could only sob
and shiver.
| Child" he said at last. "do distress
you, Am l so hateful TO you-that-
But she interrupted him quickly:
| You are not hateful to me-" she SAID,
lmpulsivelv. Il like you ever-ever so
much. only--oh. why do you want to
marry me-
/ He could not keep back smile. though
his heart throbbed heavily with pain.
Il love you. dear" he said;"I love
YOU tar 200 we'll TO wish to grieve you.
Shall we he friends stili"
"Oh. if you will" she said, eagerly.
ignorant of the stab in every word. LET
Us forget to-day"
As i. he could.
But he was true gentleman. a sincere
unselfsh lover. and he led her on to talk
of other matters till the ashy pallor left
her checks and lips. and she was just her
shy sweet self again
Then be left her.
Left her to meet such wrath from Mrs.
Cassowin tia, she rose against her bitter
speeches.
Il will go to Grandfather Giiroy, since
you are so tired of me-" Georgina said.
Il would. Go bury yourself in that
wretched little farmhouse at Fry Corners;
you, who might lead the fashion here,
Duncan Holcruft's wife"
/ But even Fry Corners was preferable
to Georgina, to the prospect Of leading
fashion.
She shivered at the thought shy little
country flower, and accepted her aunt's
ungracious dismissal.
It even seemed - If she threw Oh .
burden as she stepped from her luxu-
siom carriage It the station
| Ma Caeowin, slightly renoEsefal ~