The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1879-03-13

suspect. What does he mean by staring after
you like maniaci Another specimen Of that
insolent American familiarity which you all
al do not relish 1t, Henry" said the gentle
Priscilla
,n., why, Why you were commencing this fellow
40 mol said he was very clever as to
moths. But his manners, Of course Ee Is
an American, you know. He has had no op-
portunity of discovering the difference between
himself and . thoroughly well bred man"
Her soft eyes were fixed thoughtfully on
her cousins face. They gave the meaning to
her words.
They stopped at the cottage Just then, and
when the soldierly young fellow lifted her
to him. Yesterday Nesly had lifted her from
her horse and received the smile. Not that
her cousin Henry was so soldierly, so friendly,
only fault was that he was out of sight.
Not out OF hearing, however. The hot-head-
ed doctor had followed them down the dusty
himself. It did not hurt nor even surprise
him that Prscilla spoke thus OF him. Wasn't
IL truei What was he but bound boy,
draymsn aping the gentlemani She knew 1t
Shiras, he did not think for a moment Of the
man. Heal other men were nothing to him.
The world was empty but for himself and this
girl.
Ne8ly BlOOQ nluO6u Dy tnc ludC Dueuct
while young Shiras took leave OF her and can
tered down the hill. She stood irresolute
minute in the doorway, and then. turning into
the library, she sat down by the piano and be-
feebly troubled her. She should not have rid
iculed Nealy, who was-was- What was he to
hers She smiled In q faint, decorous way as
The twilight had fallen. Zack, from the
outside, could dimly see the neat, slight
figure, the fine, fastidious face. Great God! !!
the gulf between them! She was to him Just
then all that was rare, high, unapproachable;
brutality, as Van Horn had called 1t, were
present, and hung about his neck like q mill
stone. He groaned and turned away, when she
struck the keys again and played an old High
land air. He stopped; he had heard 1t once be-
fore. 1t was the music which had long ago
seemed to say "Come up higher" to him.
lack listened, heeitated, then It seemed as
Pushing through the bushes, he entered the
house.
II Nealy had wooed Priscilla after the
conventional fashion Of Mr.. Heury Shiras and
his like, he would have failed. He could not
speak any alien tongue. But the poor fellow,
being desperate, barred his heart to her, and,
what w.s more, barred his life. The Irish how
el, the drsy, the barefoot boy on the wharf,
the long struggle upward-he told the whole
story. and, as we know, he could tell Q story
we'll even when his life did not hang as now
tionate. She had, too, little cool spark Of i'm
agination somewhere; it kindled and burned
This was no ordinary man 1t was hero. This
WAS the old story Of Cophatna and the beggar-
maid reversed. The idea Of her marriage to
DIR. Nealy was not new to her. She had con-
sidered It frequently In her calm, systematic
way. In all probability she must marry an
equal to her own; his house was very hand
some, and he himself She glanced at him,
and blushed in q way, that maddened him
afresh. Henry Shirasl But Henry could
at all certain that be wished to marry her
then.
An this while Zack poured forth his honest
passion, his humility, his alteration Of some
goddess of Q woman.
Does he really mean mef' thought Priscil-
Ia "He will always regard me In that way,
our social positions being so different"
Then 1t being time for her TO speak, she told
him, with proper shyness and blush, that she
preferred him to all other men as q friend, but
that IL he wished for more he must talk to
papa, though" (this with an arch SMILEY
"pspa is go involved in business with the an
cient Greeks that he will not be likely to op-
When he caught that emphasized word
Zack took the cool little hands In his and
kissed them, and could have cried over them,
his heart was so full.
Two years later DR.. Nealy sat, one warm
evening in July Of 1881 on the porch Of his
was placed so that the vine of pale pink roses
trailed over her delicate head, with its neat
crown of chestnut hair. 1t was Zack's fancy
to always place It there.
$50 absurd ~ Priscilla said to herself. "Just
where the bugs can drop on TO my collar"
But to him she said nothing. These whims
and fancies, even his hot Irish affection, were
the product, she thought, Of his vulgar condi-
wifely authority on trifes. When the vulgar
ity showed itself more extensively, It would be
time to interfere. She was very fond Of him,
but she was always on the watch for 1t to show
itself.
As for Zack, his boyhood or his old age
troubled him very little just now. He had
just eaten good dinner, and begun u new
pipe MS eyes s we're On ms sn ms I5s w
lage he had all kinds of friends and jolly COM
psnions to make his life secure and happy.
There, according to rule, we ought to leave
him. But there is one short chapter more to
give, and It began that day on the porch.
al don't see, !" he said, ,renectively, how God
could do anything more for me, Priscilla, or
bring me any higher up. Unless-well,
should have liked 10 see a little fellow skir-
could only see q baby's head on your breast,
Priscilla, as on other women's-" There was
grave eager longing in his face.
His wife pursed her thin lips. "You often
make a strange choice of subjects, DR.. Nealy.
This is especially distasteful to me. sup
pose Providence orders our lot Tor the best"
20 yes, Providepce- By George! there's
TO the gate to @eet him. He hurried away,
glad that Lloyd had appeared just then. His
bursts of enthusiasm usually received little
dashes of cold water such AS this.
"Pm q rough brute, after all, !" he thought.
" But God knows meant we'll"
Lloyd, who was physician In Finnburgh,
did not come In. The two men stood at the
gate talking q long time-so long that Priscil-
sThe dew Is falling. and he has no hat"
she said, and found IL to take to him. As she
came down the path she saw that both men
looked grave and anxious.
"Not q word to my wife," muttered Zack;
and they turned smiling to meet her.
"You are discussing some serious CASE"
Yes, Mrs. Nealy."
soon."
When she was out OF hearing Zsck said:
There Is no doubt as to its being genuine
Asiatic cholera"
"None Whatever. 1t has swept through the
meanl'
"By Pomeroy's mills. Yes, know every
81 and W hs
EVERY body who had the means to 90,
fed weeks ago; but the poor whites and
negroes are there, and they are dying by the
hundreds every day. No boats stop now. /
heard the account from Clapp, who escaped
on foot, and boarded our boat at Steubenville.
He says their condition is horrible beyond be-
lief; the dead lying unburied for days, until
they are carted on and thrown into q pit to-
gether; want, starvation among the living"
There was q gathering horror, even fear, in
Nesly's face. "Why, Lloyd" he said, ''those
people were like my brothers, once. Want
staIvationn
40, mean the lower classes-mill hands,
workmen."
$50 do l."
"The wellto-do people, told you, had fed.
There are no nurses" Clspp said, and but one
physician"
But one physicianr
Nealy, who never could keep still when
greatly moved, walked abruptly away. Itwas
some moments before he came back. DR.. Lloyd
was watching him anxiously.
"What are you going to dot" he said.