Claiborne guardian. [volume] (Homer, La.) 1877-188?, 1879-08-20

tcratllS loot Of strangers eutpre,
il.
"A few days search and she was
rewarded bA tn,liug in quiet lous,
Il SUIT Of r,oniS Nhirh met al one,
her pdtSc and her requirements, in
sad c"hiidst To the elegant luXuri
ancc with which she had been sur
rounded her life long, bur where,
AZ least, her mother WAS saved the.
sight of the red flag. which seemed
To her 10 he dyed in her hearts
blood
"lH there nothing YOU would wish
To save, Miss Arthur Questioned "A
voice at her side the morning of
the sale.
She turned haughiily toward the
stranger, but something in his clear,
blue eyes bent upon her Witnessed
the words held honest meaning.
81 beg your pardon, SiI," she an.
Swerrd, unable To Disguise wholly
the pride these latter DAYS had de-
veloprd so focibly-"l have not
The pleasure Of Your acquaintance
at Is for me To beg pardon.
forgot ] might not IN. kHawa 20 ,ott
personally, though | am the auc
llourrr appointed by the estate.
l"nr father once did me n great
Nl"dnrsS, and, though would moi
seem intrusive, | should like YER,
much 10 preserve any article you
may desire
"Witli many thanks, sir, | desire
TO receive no fayors," she rpplird
coldly. and passed on to take one
Meeting look ere she n d 10 The place
she must now learn to call home. to
he haunted all day by the sound Of
the auctioneer's hammer and the |
voices of strangers deSecrating the
halls.
But when, in the dusk of the
evening, II cart stopped before the
door, and one 10y one articles hal.
lowed 10y assOciaiion-hcr fathers
chair, her own desk, her moi hers
;a,"r;Ie pictnrrs-wprr broughI IT,,
the feelings 40 long suppressed gave
way To n burst of tears.
" Nv ndu ubDt Iiils Inlhn! FOR
"nr mourn, the honest hlu. eyes
that met her own that day ruS. be-
tore her. But no! such d-licacy
hrlonged ndl to their owners rank
III life. Nor was il strangers
work. Some one must have known
her well To have selected the few
things il had been such bitter war.
fare TO part with.
They were. indeed. like old friends
seut To comfort her, as, in the weary ;
days thar followed. her eyes would
rest upon them in her bitter struy. :
Gle for the daily necessities of lite
for hrrsclf-thr luxuri-s which tn
her mother had become nrcpssirirs.
Business had thrown her more
Ihnn once with Earl Kenneth, the
owner at The hlH eyes. There. had +,
been matters connected with the !
sale which compelled her To meet
him, until he grew Ia her almost az I
, friend, and NJ times she wonld
forget th" social gulf which sel,arat. F,
at fh"m-slir. the once wealthy
bankers daughtcr: he. n man who !,
'ad risen from the humblesf ranks.
'nt whose SoiIl WAS thai of n noble.
nan. The friends she had once
inown she 10 longer knew. They
ode: she walked. and must stand
NJ the curb TO let their carriages :,
irif, hy. u
Earl's CHEEKY voice and pleasant
'milr her mother also grew to wei
'ome. with the few choice flowers or ;,
he early fruit he ever laid 40 uuiet. /,
V in Mrs. Ar'hur'S hand. growing n
laily paler and thinner /,
But one evening rs he sat by :
renp's side alone. very calmly. very "a
rnly, vet with n certain hrmhle Il
less, he told her that he loved her. h
nd asked her 10 become his wife.
81 can not bear to see Won strng. "
.lp.T he said. "Once. as Won we'll u
nov. ] cnnld not have asked Won "
q becninr NV wife. and thouph | 81
ave not forgotten. dear. that am
man who has only honor and am y
'ition, | can yet take Won from this VI
lfp Of toll. can shield Won with my u
'reast. can toll for Won and vours il u
on will give me the precious az
nrancp I seek IL
Was the man mad! The pride =
he had forgotten in these quiet :,
months now snrCrd upward IA shp y
nrned toward him with pale and h.
parking eyes. ),
"Sir. Won Insult me!- :"
"NO man insults q woman with ="
is honest love, Miss Arthur he -.
answered, the pride in hers NEARING w
"a reflex on his face. loved YOU, ~
Az | love Uoni Nc Ioru a.,.., "