The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1879-10-31
A spy IN THE CAMP.

people cOuSlueIeu extremely Sln5uIar-
He desired his daughter, then eleven
years old, to become, ON completing her
twenty-first year, the wife of Ebert
Duane, then aged fourteen.
Various conflicting reasons were given
for this curious stipulation. Some per-
sons affirmed that in early life old Mr..
Adair had been a hopeless adorer of Ell
bert Duane's mother. Others stated with
roundest poSitiveness of assertion, that
this was completely untrue, and that the
clause in the will sprang entirely from a
strong friendship once existing between
the dead fathers of Elhert and Viola.
With the gossipy reports we will not
concern ourselves.
Viola Adair lived in a great country
homestead that had been in the family
a large number of years, and principally
| occupied herself, at the age of twenty,
in specializing upon what fine time she
would have in the future.
Ebert Duane was always the subject
of much dreaming. She had never seen
him, he having lived since babyhood
among foreign English relatives, and
consequently the possibility that he
might not be one of the most charming
young demi-gods was changed by Viola
into the decided possibility that he was
thus divinelY favored Viola's great
aunt, Mrs. Marksley, lived also at the
homestead, but being so, if a day, and
so deaf that it would not have disturbed
her reposc particle had she slept over
the once popular New York shooting
galleries, this estimable lady, as may be
| imagined, did not contribute any special
diversion to her niece's daily life.
Viola's only real companion was GER
tain Miss Butterfly, lady now about
forty years old, who had been engaged
as Miss Adair's governess surely twelve
years ago, and who still retained her
position, though it was growing more
and more so a sinecure.
1t would be hard to imagine a more
charming elderly spinister than Miss
Butterfly. She was literally fiat, fair
and forty" Her plump face seemed
heartiest and happiest mirthfulness
Viola adored her, and repeatedly de
clared that existence would be blank
without her dear old Butterfly"
One day, about three months or so be.
fore the completion of Viola's twenty.
first year, Miss Butterfly came running
into the room where she was seated, with
an expression of fright and anxiety by
no means natural to the gOverness' un
usually merry face.
"Oh, my dear Violar' exclaimed Miss
| Butterfly, "such dreadful thing has just
happened down at the gate! 4 gentle
man has been thrown from his horse and
half killed."
Viola's saphire-colorcd eyes opened tC
their widest as she jumped up from hel
seat, almost shouting:
Good heavens, Butterfly, dear, do you
mean it? What have you done? l hope
YOU called James and John right off
Did you see him thrown"
mo, but just as got TO the gate
heard IA groan, and there he was, lying
on his side with his eyes nearly closed
and the fiend of horse that had thrown
him, was grazing several yards off a
quietly as lamb"
"Weilr questioned Viola, deeply in
terested. go on. What else happened y
Il at once rushed to the poor creature
and asked if he was much hurt and wha
hurt him. He. pointed toward the horse
and then murmured: Thrown 1 fel
like firing the largest sized stone con
ceivable at the beast, Viola, for daring Il
treat such beautiful young gentleman
in such an infamous manner"
"Was he beautiful 90 inquired Viola
more interested than ever.
ooh, splendidl But just wait until you
> see him. He's in the sitting room now
l got James and John to help him in
: and sent James Immediately, ON horse
back, after DR.. Finch"
''And is he much hurt, Butterby?'
II don't know. It's his leg, you see
and he groans a good deal and rubs i
now and then, and all that.
"Who is with him now ?''
, "Mary Ann watched him while l ruI
up to tell you. By the by, his eyes wert
r shut when I left him, but he didn't APP
pear to be in swoon at all''
II took Viola nearly ten minutes be
fore she considered herself "presentable'
enough to to go down stairs. OF course
if her services had been in the least need
: ed, no coquetry would have deferred he
! from at once appearing az the sufferer
side, but she well knew Miss Butterfly
thorough efficiency.
She entered the sitting room, lookin,
a perfect picture, with an apple coloreC
ribbon at her reddish-auburn hair curl
ing over her forehead and temples in tn
a most aTtIstically aegIiGe fashion; TO
/, some girls would be miserable unles
> they could consult the latest modes, ant
| am sorry to say that Viola possesses
this somewhat frivolous trait. The sui
: ferer was still lying on the lounge, wit
closed eyes, but he opened them the me
ment Miss Butterfly said:
"Ah, here you are, Violaw
al anu ltltH our siiSCSpLlnl9 NOuu
; heroine felt the voice of her inward spiri
: immediately murmur, BUTTERFLY wa
? right. He is seraph-an Adonis-
Y prodigy of good looks"
6 He was nothing of the sort. He ha
J. brown eyes of much brillIancy, and
!. brown silky mustache, and an extremel
: creditable complexion. But to the eye
u of Miss Butterfly and her pupil his ger
). eral physical suggestion of gentleman
J. ness, polish and grace made up for a
:, minor facial deficiencies
Viola then spoke, rather embarras
5, ingly:
n Il am sorry it happened, sir" she b
/ gan; and just then James entered I'll
\ room, saying:
!, "Dr. Finch is here"
II DR.. Finch Was young man, mot oil
lr er, perhaps, than the sufferer himself
T. who had recently completed course
European travel, and had settled as
practitioner in an adjacent town. Mr.
Marskley, Niola's great aunt, had take
him up not long ago, and declared TIL
IS he had done her rheumatism more gOC
in q week than old DIR. Cobweb had dor
il IL five years.
{ DR.. Finch took the patients hand in
If very kindly way, and, after holding il
few moments. politely requested the |
:, dies to retire, being evidently DESTROYS
n closely examining the injured limb
Viola and her ex- goyerness waited WI
er no little anxiety for the decision 1t can
a in about ten minutes There was u
we're confusion of certain bone with Il
m name unpronounceabie, which woG
" prevent Mr.. DelmayEe (such was the ge
III tleman's namel from walking for AZ les
m fortnight After the doctor had cor
r. Viola SAT down nv Mr. Daln,o.-Da