Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1878-11-12
MIscELLARE E Gus.
A NAMELEss GoVERNESs.

with the last farewell glow, lying bathed
in 'lden radiance, and girl standing
watching the white capped breakers that
rolled almost to her feet
A tall, slender girl of seventeen, with am
Der eyes and bronze- brown hair, with low,
white brow and tender, smiling lips-a girl
scarcely more than child in her perfect
faith and trust.
And while she stood there Denzil Orme
came to her. dark eyed, handsome youth,
who loved this brown>eyod girl better, far
better. than even his life.
Who she was, this lovely. amber.eyed
girl, was never known; all that could be
gathered was that seventeen years before a
woman, young and fair, had come to the cot
tage of Denzil Orme's father, and had sske
for herself and her dsrk>eyed baby, shell
ter that was freely given, and the poor
young mother had died there, leaving her
child to strangers.
"You will keep my little Eve 2" she said
to Mrs Orme, and kind>hearted Mrs. Orme
promised
She died, and the little stranger took the
place, as far as possible, of Mrs. Orme's own
baby girl, who lay sleeping beneath the flow
ers.
Aud now she was going away among
bIIduSeIS. II WAS ueI U"u WISH sne sHOuIu
but Eve knew that money troubles had come
to Farmer Orme, and it was timc she shou Id
cease to be burden to them.
Eve" Denzi said, gravely, edo you
know how We shall miss YOU at the farm 2"
"Only for little while. Denzil, for I will
come back to see you so often that you will
barely miss me at all. Mother will miss me
most. and yet"
.Mother miss you most! Eve, I shall
miss you most! Oh. my darling have you
never suspected how love you? Stay with
US, Eve-I can not let you go! Eve
then a pause-''will you stay my
wife 2"
ooh, Denzil Denzil, IL am so-Oh,
Depzl, you do not mean it !"
Il mean it, Eve. 1 love you, darling
A little cry of pain interrupted him.
"Do not tell me any more. DenziI, for l
am engaged to Philip Fenton.''
The mans face grew deadly pale, then
with an effort he recovered himself.
II believe Philip Fenton is worthy of
you, Eve; and may you be happy, but-oh,
my leve-my love-"
And then silence fell between them.
broken first by Denzil again.
"Had l known that. Eve, would have
spared you the pain of listening to me. Say
good by to me now. l would sooner than
the morning."
"Good-by," she said, softly, laying her
hand gently in his.
"Good>by," he answered, aud then be
bent forward and kissed the fair white brow
GOOD. by, my darling" he said again.
He turned away, then came back again.
"Will you give me the violets in your
breast, Eve, and 1 will keep them until we
meet again ?"
Withou. word she uufastened the dainty
cluster, then, raising them to her lips, she
kissed them, and laid them in his hand.
A little later Philip Fenton came down to
the a-shore-handsome, naughty Philip
Fenton. whom this girl first idealized, then
learned to idolize with all the fervor of her
heart.
81 am going early tomorrow, Philip" she
said.
"I don't sea little eimpatiently-"why
you go at all. I would much sooner"
She interrupted him quickly.
"You know" she said. II have not the
slightest claim on the Ormes, except the
claim of love-"
The mans face flushed, and the girls quick
eyes noticed it.
"Can it be, Philip-you know what
mean-thas you did not give it sufficient
thought before-before you"
He bent forward and kissed her.
"My love-" he said, "you are all the world
to me, my Eve, my promised wife"
He drew her graceful head down on his
shoulder and kissed the rosy mouth.