Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1879-11-14

"How shall thank your" exclaimi
she with grateful warmth, rising. Tearf
of emotion shine in her dark eyes. -
hardly dared hope when ] came, ano
now'--she pauses, and again u smile
curves his lips-'T can go back &c
George and make him happy"
at makes yourself happy, too,
trust ?"
A title shadow falls into Miss. Carew'f
eyes. They droop.
"Thank you-yes," she answers; but
there is faint WEAKNESS, y curious
pain, discernible in her tone.
She bows slightly, and turns to the
door.
"Let me see you to your"-carriagc
he is going to say, but hesitates. She
certainly looks like q woman who
should have carriages at her disposal
but he remembers hearing from Ora,
ham that Weston is but q small place
and checks himself.
"Yes-I drove over" she says, quiet
ly. And then he follows her to the hall
door steps, and sees there waiting for
her tiny phaeton, a tiny pony, and a
groom holding its head. All j. well ap-
pointed, and, though small, perfect.
Miss Carew gives her hand to Dngdale,
and steps into the phaeton; the groom
springs in behind and hands his mistress
the reins; she turns and bestows upon
her landlord - smile, shoIt, though ex-
ceedingly sweet, and in another minute
pony, tiger, lady, and all have disap-
peared down the avenue.
He, left standing upon the gravel,
watches her retreat until distance has,
indeed, swallowed up all traces of her,
and ~ he looks he muses..
What n sad little face she had, but how
expressivel What sweetness in the eyesl
Yes; beyond doubt it all lay ia her eyes
There wasn't much TO speak Of IN the
rest of her features, except her mouth,
winch was charming, but there was GER
tainly fascination in her eyes. What
did Graham mean by creating such con-
fusion, all nj out II pnltry few pounds II
year, more or less2 II was most Of
lici~us Of him. After I'LL, u fellow ough:
to come down and see about his tenants
every now aud then, and consult their
wishes, and SEQ after their
"Well, Dugdale, my boy, and how
are youp snys u mellow voice behind
INN, and, turning, he boholds the Ma jor.
"Ah, Hyde, Pm uncommonly glad TO
see yoli," exclaims he, Frightening, and
telling the honest truth. Even Hyde,
old-iashioned IA he ii, brings II welcome
with him, being, M it were, breath
from tho world of town.
"Thank you. Heard of your arrival,
and just dropped down to get IL look at
you, ind ask you To dine tomorrow
night. Know how slow you must find
it negotiating in the wilderness. | came
through tho park, and just saw Miss
Carew driving away. Monstrous pretty
girl, | take it, Came about the lease,
eh2 You must give her her own way
there, Dugdale; you must indeed, you
know" says the kindly Major.
81 have given it, says Dugdalc.
Glad Of it. glnd Of IT, The only right
thing 10 do. ! might have known that
sho would get no refusal from YOU
Beauty in distress, my boy is all power
full, eli? You have nothing that can
touch m her this season, come now"
says the ancient hero, with an airy
laugh that still retains the freshness of
Il ny you anything you like
TINT you haven't seen Il prettier girl
this year.
eyes have" laughing, "but few SO
like gray eyes. Come IN
and dine with me, Hyde; it will be n
charity, and may perhaps save me from
suicide; can't stand my own company"
II shall be delighted" says the Major.
who, next to having some ono to dine
with him, likes best 10 dine witt young
men, and il especially fond of Dugdnle.
Az they lounge through tho gardens
enjoying n cigar before dinner, the MA.
jor grows communicative, and relates
many things. Touching the Carews, ne
finds himself encouraged by his host
and forthwith cnlnrges on that topic.
There is only she and George" says
he, "and they are quito devoted; she
thinks there il nobody like George, and
he thinks the Same about Carissa, and
quite agree with him."
lyon seem rather epris there" says
Dugdale, smiling George, rs you call
him is i'll, is honotP'
"Knocked himself 60 bits, last winter
out hunting, Ribs, leg, head, all went
to smash, and evon now he is only slow
ly recovering. No doubt he will pluck
up in II hurry, now this lease worry il Mt
mn end, but ut one time ! must confess
| thought he was done for. Tho poor
girl Clarissa, was quito i'll between grief
and nursing"
"Ahl That is what makes her look SO
sad, | suppose
"Well, no not altogether mystcri.
ously,
"Anything more2" turning sharply:
mot II disappointment III love, surely !
it IL m impcrtncnco even TO imagine
it."
al may as well tell you about it, says
old Hyde, who adores the sound of h is
own voice, aud is beginning to euj "
himself intensely. "All the world
here knows the story, SO rs you
are sure 10 hear il from some quarter
sooner o. later, shan't be breaking
confidence 10y telling you.'
"iou know Sir Wilfred llaughton
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