The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-04-18
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MARY CARROLL.

The scene OF my story is a remote dis
trict in the county of Donegal, the time
between forty anu fifty years ago A
lovely Summers day was just ending. the
last rays Of the sun gliding the Instant
mountains ana casting a crimson glow on
the lovely river, which wound with many
a graceful turn through the tar valley.
almost cnclrcilnG the homestead OF Maui
rice Carroll, then with a sudden curve
stretching away to the other side in the
direction uf the town Of L, about malt
mile distant.
in front Of Mr. Carroll's house WIS Il
small lawn, which ABOUT half way down
became Il garden. rich in summer time
with bright flowers and graceful shrubs,
and terminated by IA small ornamental
gate, which opened upon the road to II,
At the gitc two persons were standing,
one CT them tail, strongly built young
man with dark face which was decid
eddy handsome, Notwithstanding the
fierce, reckless look upon it, BY dress
and bearing ne seemed To occupy posi-
ton superior to the ordinary farmer of
those DAVIS. a, did also his fan Compan-
ion
rhcV stood IN earnest conversation for
soue time. evidently Of no pleasurable
kind, for the GIRLS face was flushed and
troubled, n she murmurcd some low
word in response to his apparently urgent
entrcatics.
And this Is my answer, Mary
The word, were spoken very fercelv.
and the tail figure OF the speaker shook
with 81 .I1 thil nj
am to receive for MY wears of weary wait
ing
The look Of pain dccpened on the girl 5
handsome face as she replied, .! can give
you no other answer, Mr.. Bassct, and Won
cannot IN Justice reproaCh me with keep
ing YOU waiting, as | never in my lille
gave YOU the slightest reason to imagine
that entertained any feeling of regard
towards YOU
'And what may your objection be, Miss
Carroll he replied, with sheer which
destroyed all the dark beauty of his face,
and made his companion shudder. us
not the son otGerald Bassett good enough
to entcr Into the family of the CAROLS 7
A few generations ago and the story
would De far different but now"
llNSt- W blNSJtt> salu TIC 1.
her face flushing deeply rs she spoke.
Il have not deserved this ;aunt from you
A. sad before, have never misled YOU
Is 70 the state OF my feelings. ami never
pretended to he anything better than Il
simple country girl. the daughter of a
plain, handwriting man, whose honest
industry it has pleased heaven to bless
with reasonable prosperity. | never
dreamed OF thinking Of the son Of Gerald
Bassett, whose memory | respect and
honor. and-and, | do not see why
should hesitate TO tell YOU what must soon
bc known 10 every body. that cannot be
your wife, because have already prom
Used t. Toe the wife of another. And now
permit me t. pass. Mr.. Bassett. for the
evening Is pretty far advanced. and |
have still : good many things 10 see al
ter
Promised to be the wife Of another"
exclaimed the msn, the angry flush deep
ening on his face As he spoke You are.
YOU must he. mrcking me"
Then, a. she again attempted to pass
him. he went on
Yes. ven shall pass, bu. not Just yet
You shall not until you have told me the
name OF this rival" then. as some sudden
recollection struck him. surely ii is no,
thar piutul sneak, O'Hara. ! have re
marked YOU with him sometimes but. no,
your father would not permit his address
for an instant"
Mr.. o'Hara is no sneak" said the girl,
her beautiful eyes flashing as she spoke,
and shall not stay to hear you insul,