The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1879-08-30

NeI6 Bus cannot bAys VI tQe rest HOT on
escaped without injuries more or less %
we're.
Hooked ct Nell. She was white to Ii
lips, and her eyes looked big and wild.
Another incident Of your 'unluck,
day, which turns out the best Of gooC
luck l say, not having as yet taken In tn
full sense Of the catastrophe. Aren't yot
rather glad than otherwise now that yoI
pulled down the WARDROBE"
'Oyrilp cries Nell, in shrlll voice, which
| hardly recognize as hers. How can
be glad2 Tive were killed outright, ant
Miles CASTOR was there
Nell seems frozen to o statue. Shescarce
ly moves, scarcely speaks. Only hel
dry lips whisper: You will 20 and FIND
out, will you not, Cyril dearT
OF course l will go, but Just as l reach
the door / meet Dr.. CASTOR himself rush.
ing down the street from the station.
You hereR Thank Godl he cries. But
Nell Is she hurtT Is She. He pauses
unable to a~rticulate the last word, but
hasten to put him out Of his misery.
Nell is here, all right. We didn't 60 to
the picnic. An accident prevented. But
you2'
Il did notgo either says DR.. CASTOR. Il
was called out Unexpectedly for q proies.
sional visit. It was q critical case, and ]
could not leave until too late for the train.
l only heard OF the acCidentthis morning,
and came down at once
1t Is good to see the rosy glow which
chases away Nell's pallor as / usher Dr..
CASTOR into the %dining.room. It Is good
to see the light Of love and gratitude
which shines from his eyes as he sees her.
/ leave them alone as l catch up my hat
and make my usual frantic rush for the
train, which again as usual I barely sue
ceedin catching.
nerve, are unstrung, my brain hangs FIRE.
Thoughts OF the accident, wonder as TO
the real state Of the case, fear as to which
our friends may have suffered, crowd my
mind. A remembrance Of AuntJane's cruel
will intrudes now or then, but l put It
away. No use crying over spilled milk
no use in brooding over what cannot be
helped. Let the man, whoever he may
be, enjoy Aunt James fortune. For US,
for all four OF us, 1t Is only a few more
years OF working and waiting, and then
We'll, what then? Successand happiness?
Failure and separation Or a quiet grave
in some lonely churchyard before the race
Is run and the goal reached? Bah! no
use sitting in my office thinking such
driveling thoughts as these, Better to 90
home, set my mind at ease, and take the
rest which my nerves demand. To.mor-
row ! shall come back all the iresher to
my daily task.
Nell meets me at the door Of our house.
On her face is q glow, in her eyes q tender
light such as | have never seen there be-
fore. She kisses me softly, then follows
into the house, and hovers about me
daintily with wistful looks and broken,
halt:whispered words.
"Cyril," she says at last, and then
"What is it, little sister," I ask, for the
shy radiance Of her face moves me some.
how to fresh tenderness.
cyril" she begins again, "do you want
to get rid of-me?"
I stop short and look at her in amaze.
ment, feeling half guilty in my own mind.
SECT rid Of your" l say. "Who has been
puttlngsuch notionsinto your head, childP
What should l do without my little house
keeper2"
'rhat is Just what l have been think
says Nell, shyly. "Just what l told
Miles when he wanted"
"Well, what did Miles want" I ask, as
Nell stops.
ale wants." said Nell, hanging her
head low and speaking in a voice which
seems half stided by her blushes-''he
wants me to marry him in the fall"
Marry him!' | shout, in my first amaze
ment. Marry him on his present income?
Do you mediate a diet OF locusts and wild
honey? You will find even those beyond
your reach in winter, and
NO, but, Cyril says Nell, softly
Don't be angry, butt wSs to Miles that
Aunt Jane left her money. It was his
father that she Tilted when they were
both young. And so-you don't mind,
Mind? Why should / mind? 1t was
not the money that 1 cared about. My
income will still be enough for two, and
Nell will be happy, and
And, do you know, Cyril" Nell goes
on, "Miles says that he never would have
married me to live on my money. Only
for Aunt James will we should have had
to wait still; and weren't you right? and
wasn't yesterday the dearest, blessedest
day Of the whole year, instead OF the un.
lucky one that /, like a little goose, called
it? And so, il you can find a nice moth.
erly old housekeeper to take care OF you
until you can put some sweet girl, such as
you deserve, in my place
laugh out. l cannot help it.
"Never you mind, Miss Nell" l say
81 will make shift to take care Of myself.
Go your way, and never worry your little
head about your stupid old brother"