Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1879-03-13

thing! Poor dear Marian Lett
pack our things, and get away from
the horrid men, where the sound Q
Doctor Ogden's or Percy March
name will never, never come to us
Will you, Marian Will you helr
me disappoint them both by hiding
somewhere in the cool, delicious
questionable country, where ever
the mail only comes twice a week 2
That was how it came to pass, a
fortnight later, the staff of servants
at the private boarding-house.-
"Clover Villa" was augmented BY
the addition of two young women,
Annie Smith and Maggie Brown,
two neat, deft handed, intelligent
girls, whom Mrs. Glover, the land
lady, declared were perfect Jewels
OF tablc-waiters and chambcrmaids,
and whom the lady boarders were
quite sure were girls who had seen
better days, and were brave ennugh
and sensible enough to earn their
own living in such a pratical way.
Hardly their dearest friends
would have recognized Marian
Royse and Wilma West, in their
plain calico dresses and big ging-
ham aprons their plainly dressed
hair, guiltless OF a hint of "bang," !"
or "crimp," or ''puff.''
These two women were enjoying
their escapade amazingly, except in
one respect and it had come to
Wilma West, since those off-days
of masquerade, when she did not
see Percy March or Doctor Ogden,
to be quite able to decide that, af-
ter all, Percy March, with all his
severe gravity and impatience of
was nearer to her than
she had ever known.
She missed his society more than
she would have admitted TO Marian,
to whom she either refused to talk
abont him, or else secuted all idea
of more than ordinary acquaintance
ship between them, while away
down in the uttermost recesses of
her heart she kept wondering if Mr..
March missed her as much as she
missed him.
While Miss Royse? Well, that
time years ago, when she and Tyler
Ogden were "one and inscparablc"
seemed further away than ever, now
hat she did not as much as meet
lim on neutral ground /? and Marian
'ilenced her heartplaints, and was
cheerful and content to all eyes.
So the summer days wore on,
until one delicious August morning,
when cool, spicy breeze from the
was blowing, and the
glad, yellow sun shine flooded the
sweet summer day, their came into
,hese two girls lives the sounds of
7oices and the sights of faces, that
;tirred them to their very souls
when, busy about their pleasant.
lonely duties, in the dining-roam
and hall-Doctor Ogden's gay,
;heery voice startled them:
cts veritable Arcedia, Marchl
Did you ever see such an amethys-
inc sky, or sniff such breeze ?
be the fellowman who ad-
7ised US to try Glover Villa p
And Percy March replied
"There will be lacking but one
hing needful-if we only had
ew friends. As you say, Doc,
heir is an alixir in this delicious
lir."
Then they passed up the broad,
ow stairs, out of the presence of
hese two women, whose hearts
we're beating so fast and furious.
Then Wilma look up at Marian,
md both their faces were full of
agitation and Marian's voice was
Utmost awe-stricken in its solem-
lity.
"W lima, it is Fate"
More than once that day the four
came face to face, and it was proof
positive that their DISCUSSES were
more than satisfactory that the two
gentleman did not recognize them.
1t was more than satisfactory, so
ar as their Giguises were concern
I'd but somehow there was a kind
IF pity for themselves about it, for
t went very far to show that the
ayes that looked at them were not
he sharp eyes of love and in pro
portion as Wilma discovered that
she was of no consequence to Per-
y March, in just such proportion
she discovered how very much
Percy March was to her,
A week had gone by, when Wilma
earned the truth of what Marian
aad said, 'there was Fate in it,
Ind she learned it on cocl, starry
evening, when her days work over.
Marian had gone off for a quiet
little stroll in the garden, and she
sat alone in their bedroom, under
he caves, where the voice of Doc.
cor Ogden came distinctly up to
ner, and they sat and smoked and