The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1880-10-16

knows that, in my love for her, l would
fling myself into the sea from the apex OF
yonder rock. She knows | am poor, but she
is not mercenary, and would not care for
that. 1t is this devilish pride of family
and yet her family was, some generations
ago, no better than mine. A great business
glacier may nave wounded my ancestors,
and the family bears the scars and seams /;
while she, like the Moro escaped, and
now stands up so proudly; and so she
would scorn me. Yes, an yes-I believe in
accidents" .
"And have you told her your love
81 never dared"
Then you are a coward, and perhaps
we'll, as this does not concern me, 1
think we had better call mamma and return.
Will you be kind enough to attach the
horses, Mr. Won Dam q"
vii you excuse me, Mss Mercer, l
was presumptuous to tell you my story. 1
will drive the carriage here, and take in
yourself and easel, as soon as | have my
team ready"
While he was gone, our Lillian soliloquiz-
ed-all alone with the sea and its sobbing
waves, as they broke against the rock of the
: Moro and then came ripping to her feet:
ooh! what a fool am I!-what an arrant,
laundering fool. And so he owes another !;
and I-oh | could whip myself!-l-I
thought he loved me, and l thought him
presumptuous, and was fighting him in my
heart Had it been me, and had he proposed
to me, how | would have wounded him, and
how proudly I would have rebuked him
the servant. And now | see his presump-
ton. Why does he tell me his stupid love
tale +? Some fair ~fraulein of a German
baroness in a ruined castle, | suppose !; some
family with a handsome proud, unpro-
nounceable NAME. And yet he has not been
rejected by this German woman--that's not
in the way, at least"
Now this girl knew that away down in
her heart she loved this man-servant of her
mothers. She knew that in every intellect
ual quality he was her superior. He was to
her more handsome than any other man.
The acquaintance of camp. travel, and daily
intercourse like theirs had been, d~iscloses
more of real character than years of conven-
tional life. She knew this man was brave,
and good, and pure. She knew that he was
the equal of any a And yet, when she
thought he loved her, and was planning
how to capture her, she had determined to
mortify and humiliate him, reject him,
teach him a lesson. How dare he ? Now it
Il OUO LIldD III lOtCu dLlOIl1cIs ouS i
the humiliation, and determined that she
was angry because he had told her. Now,
he could only be a servant to her; and she
began to pity him. When he drove up with
the carriage, and-so strong and frm-lifted
her mother and herself into the carriage,
arranged their wraps so gently, and looked
so sad, poor fellow, she pitied him the
more, and found in her heart a soft place for
poor Nick Won Dam.
They rode back to the hotel at San Luis
Obispo in silence. But when mother and
daughter had entered their rooms and closed
the door, LiIlian's anger burst forth. Like
all persons who are angry with themselves,
she found it necessary to pour forth her tide
of passion upon SOM one else. This time
it was her good, patient, supplemented,
unobservant mother who caught the hurri-
cane of her wrath. In the whirlwind of her
incoherent words, her poor. innocent mother
caught the idea that, somehow, Nicholas had
offended her proud daughter by proposing
love to her, and the good lady was Justly
indignant.
oh, mother, mother, you poor, dear,
simple foolish mother! you are Just too in
nocent to live. He did not propose to me
he will not wish he would-he is in
love with another. | am a born fool, and it
IS all your fault, mother. l am IN IOye
him, and you must send him packing
before | make an idiot of MYSELF
" Lillian, my daughter, are you crazy ? In
love with a servant 2"
"Yes, mother, crazy-crazy as a ~lunatic.
80, as you have no convenient asylum for
me, send this servant of yours about his
business. l do not want to meet him again.
a hundred worlds | would not have him
know. Send him away to-day, mother
dear; and the prond girl kissed her
mother, and withdrew to her own room
for teas all by herself.
The incest possible thing in the world for
1 girl in love is to nave a nice cry. Lillian
experienced the benefit, and, after an hour
two, came out of her room looking like a
rose.
AS she joined her mother, that patient
ady said " [ have tried to send him away.
dear; but he says he is entitled to a
months wages, or notice and so l told him
ne might remain till we went to San Fran
;isco, and then would pay him off. | don't
zee how we can get along without him, dar-
ing.
Nor l." said Lillian. Well, dear
mother, we shall leave in a day or two
md will suppress myself and endure him
or that time"
Just how it was brought about is not
necessary to this narrative, but the same
Nick was driving Miss Lillian
the old olive grove, in an open
Nick had reached the darkest
of the grove, when he sprang from the
tied the horse, and turned fercelv
pom the now pale and trembling Lillian
And so, Miss Mercer, you endeavored to
ave your mother discharge me. Have I not
cen a good servant? Have [ not been
Have l not been respectful? And
ow-because | told you my love-you drive
ne away Do you know that I am saving
very dollar, that | may yet win this lady?
I dream of a cottage home, and vines
nd fruits, in this charming land, and that
on, and you alone. are the one to DESTROY
his dream ?"
" And why did you tell me of your love ?
What is your dream of love to me ?" an
wered the now defiant girl. What right
ad YOU to make me the conidant of vour s