The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1881-06-30

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he studied to alter Margaret decision,
he could not have decided on q more
successful plan. She had lived for her
rather, and when her education COM
menced it was with teachers Of his care z
ful selection, aud always under his own
supervision. Possessing q keen intel /
lect the child learned rapidly, and took
interest in languages, in music, and Of
ten in the scientific researches which
her father and Robert Walborne made
familiar to her. Mr.. Osborne's failing
health made him q recluse and to his
daughter it was simply n matter Of
course TO share his seclusiOn.
When her first year Of mourning was
over, Mrs. Dent, abandoning WOOdVale
for a season, took house in town, and
introduced her niece to society. Exeep-
tionally beautiful in q grand, statuesdue
style, Margaret made a sensation. Her
voice, highly cultivated, had natural
power that would have made her fortune
on the stage; her quiet dignity was q
favorable contrast to the gushing girls
of her own age, and it was Mrs. Dents
care to see that her dress was the per-
lection Of st and finish, thoUgh she stiu
wore light mourning.
But if she had missed Robert in her
quiet home, she had missed him more
in this whirl Of dancing, flirting, mu-
sic, and friTolity. Accustomed To con-
slant intercourse with men Of mind and
profound learning, she felt ne sympa-
thy with those whose highest aim was
to excel in Waltzing or criticise the latest
FNhnrrrrh che
to have but q small income, and was
ehillingly indifferent 10 admiration, she
had more than one offer Of marriage
whose refusal surprised Mrs. Dent.
That good lady, however, enjoyed her
niece's society, was in no haste to lose
it, and only smiled pityingly over the
woes of the victims, and said:
'tAt least. no one can accuse Marga-
ret Of flirting. do not ses how they
dared to propose to such an icicle. "
Yet she was no icicle in her own
home, being full of houseWifely cares
to help her aunt, loving sister 10 her
cousin Robert, and the idol Of every
servant in the big house.
Two years had passed, and the spring
was wOoing them back to WOOdYale,
when a great German professor Of mu-
sic, with whom Margaret had estab-
lished friendship, spoke the name she so
seldom heard. They had been talking
of the German baths for inValids, when
Herr Grimmell said
''One Of our most famous physicians
is a eountryman Of yours, who came
to Germany for the baths. BE was ter
ribly crippled, and it was two years be-
fore he could walk with perfect free
dom; but no one would guess now that
he ever used a cane. He is very active
amongst the poor, and has performed
some wonderful cures. Perhaps you
have heard Of him-DOctOr Robert
Walborne.
MargareEs eyes widened, and her
cheeks flushed deeply.
"Cured! Did you say cUred?" she
cried "Oh, that seems too good to be
true
'tBut It is true, persisted the profess
sor. 'tHe is my dear friend, my best
comrade, who raised me from Deaths
door, and tended me ike q brother"
''Ahr' said Margaret, with a ehild's
frankness5 ''yOU have made n2s very
happy. thank you"
Was it the letter that was sent the
next day to Germany, in which Herr
Grimmell gave 4 graphic description Of
this interview to Robert WalbOrne?
Margaret reiOiced in his recovery, was
made happy by his praise. Over and
over again did the tall heavily bearded
man, who so little resembled the Grip
pied invalid, read the words that made
his heart leap with Joy. And while he
was thinking lOngingly Of his country
a White-Winged messenger came to
him, Just a few lines sent from full
heart:
"DEAR ROBERT-Can you forgive me
the pain 1 once gaye you, sufficiently to
let me write you my heartfelt congratu-
IatiOns? I am so glad for you that
must let you know Of it.
Ever your friend, MARGARET." "
There were June roses at WO0dYale
when DR.. WalbOrne bade it farewell,
and they were in full bloom againswhen
he strobe with a firm, manly step across
the porch. Margaret had a cluster Of
them in her hair, and at the neck Of
| her soft white dress.
just where he had left her she was
standing when he came back 10 her.
In spite Of the erect figure, the heavy
beard, she knew him, and . delicate
color sprang to her cheeks under the
elouuence Of his loving eyes.
Margaret he said, her hands in
his own. II know ought to wait yet
a long time before / speak Of love to
YOU, but 1 have come home to stay or
return, as you decide. I cannot come
to YOU as an Indifferent visitor, my dar-
ling. You must know me for your loY-
er, though 1 will not urge a hasty an
swer. But if you can never love me,
| tell me now"
She lifted her eyes that had dropped
under his gaze.
'.Ah, he cried, ''yOU win tTyl You
will learn to love metz
BraYely, blushing deeply, she said:
Il do not need to learn, Robert. I
think my father knew my heart better
/ Than l did myself.
So the German town lost its hOnored
physician, but for miles about Robert
Walborne's home, his name was a
household word for skill and tenderness
| in his chosen profession, and Marga-
ret's heart, that he left sleeping, wax
ened to full love and perfect sympathy