The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1880-05-21

Gone away 1t was indeed bitter reve-
lation.
She left letter in my charge however,
continued his enlightener, which is directed
to person of your name.
The young man took it eagerly, aud, ex-
cusing himself, went over to distant recess
of the drawing room, where be might read
it unobserved 1t was very short:
DEAR CLTvE-I have told my uncle of
our engagement, knowing that he would take
the news more leniently from me than you.
Though very angry at first, he at last con-
blessing in years time, if we remain true
after such long separation. He has sent
me abroad, hoping that will become euam-
ored of some rich foreigner; but | shall not
forget you Give, nor doubt your loyalty.
BEATRICE.
z. S. My sister--I never knew | had one,
by the way, till uncle told me-is staying
with him during my absence, and [ will en-
close your letters in hers. 1t will be useless
to answer them, as the old lady who is cha
peroning me will never let me rest long in
one place. There is so much to see and so
little time she says, but the little time will
seem ages to your poor exiled Beauty. B.
Give pressed the missive to his lips agair
and again.
My poor darling' he said, SOFTLY as Wis
ion of disordered yellow hair and merry,
vivid face rose up before him.
Then he went back to the dignifed figure
waiting gravely for him at the other end of
the room.
will your uncle object to my coming here
{, r my letters?' he asked.
She raised her pale face to his, with
faint me ancholy smile.
My uncle has no interest in my affairs
whatever. My sister is his favorite, also lis
heiress, and am only tolerated 10 her ab-
seuce as a necessary evil. When she re-
turns shall go back to my task Of
'Of what?' he asked, as she checked her.
self suddenly in the act of confdng her
troubles to a stranger.
of pounding knowledge into empty
heads, she finished, at his solicitation. And
somehow he could not soon forget the grave,
intellectual face.
He went weekly to the house for his let
ters, seldom meeting any one but the young
girl, When he did chance to meet the un-
Gle they passed each other with stiff bow.
The visits, at first rather irksome, became a
pleasure. They gradually became longer
and less far apart. Give found that this
grave little girl could keep pace with him in
mau kintellectual pursuits he was partial to.
In fact she was the first Young woman ca
pable of being really a companion to him
whom he had met in his eventful life.
He often foind himself wishing that Beat
rice had been less of a butterfly, and more
like her grave, intellectual sister. Not that
she was always grave; Sometimes low,
musical laugh would burst from her rosy
lips, but she could check it almost as if il
had been sacrlege. Give felt that her
young life must have been sad history, and
he often repressed a yearning desire to ofitl
his pity and protection. But days aud weeks
rapidly merged into months, and one day
the master OF the house called the youn,
man into his library, requesting a private
interview.
1T is now six months since my niece left
her home, and | DO not think it necessa-.
to Danish her six more. suppose you vii
be glad to hear that have sent for her t
come back And there was a humorous
twinkle in the keen gray eyes. aud quiz
zical upraising of the bushy white brows.
OF course, sir replied the young ma
readily, though not in a very assured tone.
'YOu are still true to her?' was the mex
question.
There was a silence on the part of tn
other, He was puzzle to himself He ha
intended to be true but, with another in
age in his heart, could he, in truth, say
was? He could only reproach himself fC
his infdelity.
4 will be true to my word,' be said, un
steadily.
Il see how it is chuckled the old mar
, You are divided between love and money. ,
f You wrong me, sir said the yoltl
t haughtily drawing bimselfup. 4 am divi,
: ed between honor aud my own heart.
That shows that your heart is MT homo
able retorted the other, with more plair
-, ness than consideration. 'You are preten,
ing TO be honorable when you are not; bu
with motion of dismissal-'you are pri
ileged to do as you please
u The young man left the house, and unco
sciously wended his way to the romant
S rocky nook by the sea. He pictured Be,
: rice as she h ad last stood there, her yellc
e hair tossing in the wind, her bright face
n aglow with happiness that was care free.
g She has riches and love in sbundanc
he said, but my darling
a But here, lost in his thoughts, he aim,
e stumbled over tiny figure that lay wedg
e. IN between some gra" grown rocks.
70 book had been flung csrelesrly aside, and t
girls long, dark lashes lay on the pa
4, rounded cheeks.
er Olive looked at her with a great tend
ut mes, in his eyes.
a My darling has nothing but my love.
is one shall rob her of that. After all, as