Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1879-08-29
All For Love.

All For Love.
There was something sharp in MIR. st.
Johns glance as he questioned little
Rosetta, his cousins maid" Do you
know where Miss Beatrix is?'
Yes, sir she's in the garden with
Mr.. LIE Blond and the young gentle
men,"
At this answer the sharpness of For
rest ST. Johns glance increased, and
turning from the door of Redwood. he
passed quickly along the terrace.
At the end he stopped before de-
scending the steps, and looked down
the broad garden path. He saw plainly
the group there under the locusts-a
regally beautiful young lady in purple
silk two dark-eyed boys leaning upon
her lap; a young, fair-complexioned
man standing SO as to overlook the book
upon which the eyes of all were fixed
1t was certainly peaceful scene, vel
the eyes Of Forrest St. John grew blood
shot and sullen as he stood surveying
\ the group.
Descending the steps, he advanced
uowly, never removing his baleful
gaze until he stood face to face with
the young lady. She looked up. First
surprise, then observation, then of.
tense, showed themselves in her mobile
countenance. She turned silently again
10 her book.
81 wish to speak to you, Trix."
"Certainly. as soon as am at leisure.
SO on. Reginald"
ut is Max's turn now" responded
the elder of Miss st. Johns young
brothers"
She turned the book in her lap so
shat Max could continue his reading of
German. A lurid flash of anger over
spread her cousins ford face. He
waited with what grace he could until
v was Miss st. Johns pleasure to give
him hearing.
Unconscious as she appeared, her
lace had grown clouded, and the pleased
look had fled, too, from the featnres of
Paul LIE Blond. The boys only APP.
peared totally Indifferent to the pres
snce OF the new arrival, who stood
whipping his bootleg with his slender
riding whip. AS soon as the last word
OF the lesson was pronounced, LIE Blond
extended his hand to the younger bow.
Come, Max, we have detained your
sister longer than was necessary"
1T has not been irksome; have en-
joyed il" answered Miss st. John. ris-
ing and shaking out the folds of purple
silk crushed by her brothers resting
arm. They do so wellr'
The boys turned gratefully at her
praise, kissed and embraced her.
When they had turned aside with
their tutor she joined her cousin, who
had advanced impatiently a few steps
up the main path.
II wish to KNOW he began, at once,
what need there is of Your mixing
Yourself up with the boys lessons.
1snt LIE Blond capable ?"
He does not teach German. and I
gained quite good knowledge of it
while abroad. answered his companion,
mdlterently arranging the lace around
her wrist, though it was evident that
Mr.. Forrest st. John was in a foaming
passion.
"Then let them go without learning
herman They have lessons enough.
and 1t only encourages him."
encourages whom, if you please ?"
lie Blond. He watches for a chance
70 speak to you, day or night, and you
A color like the CLINT of an opal came
INTO Trlx st. Johns oval cheeks. She
did not speak. Her cousins watching
eyes saw. He foamed over,
"a white-faced adventurer. who
would like to be master here And it's
burning shame to you, Trix, that you
are fattered by it Any lady would re-
sent it as an insult"
Stop, if you please ~
~ beg your pardon" muttered the
other, sullenly. 81 did not mean that.
Come, Irix, give up these German les
sons, or send that LIE Blond away. To
please me-" he added.
A faint smile curled Beatrix's beauti-
iul lips at the last words.
Forrest" '
He choked an angry answer.
III Is desirable that the bows have
early lessons in German. And I know
OF no reason why Paul LIE Blond should
be sent away. He teaches and disci.
pines the boys WE'LL"
IF you don't dismiss him I shall.
Trix."
by what authority?" coolly.
by the authority of my relationship
and right to prevent you from throwing
yourself away on poverty stricken
fellow who is nobody knows who!"
II do not think that 1 shall wed Mr..
LIE Blond until he asks with
curious smile.
Hell soon have the impudence to
do that with the encouragement YOU
give him."
Miss st. Johns fine black brows had
contracted, and her uutty curls touched
burning color in her cheeks and