New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1881-05-18
sTEP-nO1AER AND STEP-soN.
A Story of Love, jealousy, Ha-
tired, Revenge and Heroic
Self-Sacrifice.

tired, Revenge and Heroic
Self.Sacrifice.
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Golden Da,on,., :. Which Lovsd
I7so,7as," &C., &c. "
81 In very remote fashion, he an
swered. 81 knew that my mother had
relatives in Spain; and in very indef
mite way l knew that one of them hai
married an English officer, who distin
guished himself in the Carlist war; bu
never heard much of them-Spain and
England are so far apart
DO you like her?' asked Lady Viola
and again the beautiful eyes resteG
anywhere except on him.
Yes. What lovely Southern face
it is--a face that suggests all beautiful
ideas! I think of the moonlight ane
the dew as look at her and her eyes
l have seen color Just like that in thu
deep waters of the Black Tarn. I an
proud of my kinswoman.''
The flush deepened in the flower-likt
face, and aspasm of something like pair
passed over the smiling lips.
You seem very ready to adopt hel
as relative. What is she to you
really?'
"My mother and Lean Dynevor's
mother were second cousins he re.
piled. 'Leam would be third OF
fourth cousin; not very close relation.
ship, is itp'
"No; and your father, Sir Austen,
has really adopted her, she continued
thoughtfully-" that is, she is to make
her home here so long as she lvesp"
:" should fancy so; though I have
hardly seen my father, and we have not
exchanged many words on the subject .
She lOnged to say more. She raised
her eyes to his face, and they spoke
plainly as words. She longed from the
depths of her frank, loving heart to say
to him:
"Will you like her more than you dc
me, Rossp Will she take my place in
your heart? Is she here, with her dark
eyes and Southern face, to win the heart
that prize above all the world?''
She wished that he could have guess
ed her thoughts; but the words she
NUpOA Gu VOAu VI OIl0uus
you will have many new friends
now, Mr.. Ross.''
They will not make me forget the
old ones," he replied.
The girls heart warmed to him. She
saw in the future great changes for this
beloved son who had hitherto been
master of Larchton Mere, whose will
and sway had been undisputed. She
was q good Judge of character for one
so young; and she saw that "my lady,
would dispute his authority and hit
power inch by inch-that the proud
impetuous, noble heart would be tor
tured as only woman can torture, anl
that the gallant, brave young spiri
would be stung and wounded. Sh,
saw and understood what the future
life of Sir Austen's son must be if Sn
Austen loved his wife; and she pitiet
Ross.
"Larchton will be quite differen
place." she said, 'with lady at thu
head of the house, and these words
from her did not displease him in tn,
least. "Will you like it as well, Mr.
Ross?''
He looked at her thoughtfully.
=" I cannot tell; but I think not" HI
replied. "My father and were very
happy together"
Lady Cumnor is very beautiful"
Yes; and my father seems devoted
"Ah, Mr.. Ross, there are the carol
singers! Hank, they are singing tn,
| old carol! '--and she looked at him will
the light of expectation in her face. II,
had always taken her to the great west
crn window, outside which the carol
singers stood, and they had listened Il
the carols together; but on this Christ
mas Eve he forgot the old custom.
II must tell Miss Dynevor about thu
carol-singers," he said; and he left Lady
Viola Carlien alone while he went K
his kinswoman.
Lean stood talking to Sir Austen
who smiled as his son came up K
them.
"Miss Dynevor," said Ross, II wan
you to come with me and hear til
carol-singers. Some of the carols the,
sing are beautiful !; they are hundreds O
years old"
Cross" interposed Sir Austen, ..a.
you and Lean are to be brother anC
sister, do not call her Miss Dynevor
it is too formal. Give her her owr
bright name of Learn
I" shall be only too happy If sh(
will allow me. Lean, will you come
with me and listen to the carol-singersl
They form quite picture standing out
there in the snow"
The lovely Southern face was raised
to his.
II should like it very much" sht
said and he noticed that her voice il
speaking was as rich and sweet as il
singing, full of sweet music that had .
touch of sadness in it, as sweetest music
always has.
They went to the western window
together, and Lady Viola followed
them with wistful eyes. Lean gave .
low cry of delight when Ross drew
aside the heavy velvet curtains. Out
side lay the white snow, on which the
moon was shining; the bare branches
of the trees were fringed with snow
and in the midst of the snow-covereG
lawn was the group of men singing o.
the happy festival that gladdens every
heart.
These two had never met before yet
already, before they had exchanged {
hundred words, there was something
between them that no words could ex
plain. The heart Of the girl wal
stirred as it had never been before
The kindly welcome of this handsome
young kinsman, the kiss he had i'm
pressed on her face, the clasp of hi!
hand and the music in his voice hat
awakened something in her heart 8
the presence of which she had hilbert,
been unaware. She could not hav,
told how it was, but subtle, sweet
change had come into her life. To b,
here with him was like glimpse o
Paradise.
The spell was SO strong, and it helG
her so wholly, that she did not care Il
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