The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1881-05-28

sWho is she, Malcolm? How do
dislike having to repeat a question, and
YOU do act and look so mysteriously.
The small, waspish voice was beginning
to sicken him already. Months ago he
had told himself what cruel wrong he
had done himself in yokiug for life to this
delicate, fretful, pampered child of wealth,
and now, when he came so suddenly upon
Maud Tudor-no, Mrs. Lawrence Glyn-
so handsome, so brilliant and blooming
Well, such mistakes will go on being
made so long as human hearts are amsl-
tious.
Mr.. Carlyon looked indulgently down
in his wife's sallOw, peovish face, his heart
throbbing just heat faster than was usual
''What? Mrs. Glyn, believe l heard
some one say"
"Oh!" in relieved tone of voice; Il
thought, maybe, from your mysteriousness
and the way you looked, she might be an
old fame Of yours. Why, Malcolm, she
does know youv
For General Howard, with the fair
queen of beauty and fashion on his arm,
was coming towards them, Mrs. Glyn smil-
ing graciously.
1T surely is Mr.. Carlyon," she said, as
she gave him her hand. I'VE were old
friends, | think, she added, coldly cOur-
teous; and Malcolm CarlyOn's heart gave
dull, smothered throb, as he thought how
completely she had forgotten the little eP-
isode 10 her life.
at is like woman, to put such mem
ory forever out of her life, he thought,
bitterly, as she passed on, as if further un-
conscious Of his existence.
81 think l shall 90 home" Mrs. Car
lyon said, imperiously. There is nothing
here to amuse me, and fancied Herbert
was not as well as usual when nurse took
him to put him to sleep. Get my wraps,
Malcolm, aud take me home
He was willing enough to go, and the
thought of his new baby-bOy, not yet three
months old, made him forget Maud Glyn
and the past
While she, walking away on General
Howard's arm, said to herself sharply
"He has forgotten il But have
never forgotten, and | never can forget |?
Aud when score Of years, with all
their lights and shades, their pleasures
aud pains, had been marked of her life,
she had not forgotten.
"Mamma, Ihave come to tell you some
thing. VIII you listen p
Mrs. Lawrence Glynn looked up from
the letter she was writing with the fond,
tender smile she always gave her beautiful
daughter shy, sweet girl Of seventeen,
so like what the mother had been At ihe
same age.
"You want new dress, or some other
necessity, from the non-possessiOn Of which
you are suffering so terribly p
Her soft, white hand, jeweled and
strengthful, moothed the girls fair hair,
and she smiled down at the flushed, hushed
face.
"Not a new dress, Lily, or a trinke:, or
another new pet pony2 Child, what is it'
Notn-and a quick, strange look came into
her eyes-"you do not mean Herbert Car
lyon p
"That is what mean Oh, he says be
loves me, and"
sand you told him what, Lily ?"
81 said it must be just as yOu said,
mamma" Lily replied
"And you-eare for him ? You are such
a ehild-the merest baby! What do you
know Of the love that sways hearts, and
makes or wrecks human life?'
Lily looked up in her mothers stormy
passiOnful eyes.
81 know care a great deal for him, y
she said, simply.
"Yet you win tell him "no," Lily
When he demands your answer, tell him
your mother says "no 7 Lily, you have al
ways been dutifnl daughter, and in this /
expect your usual obedience. For years
have been waiting, and now my turn has
come Tell Malcolm Carlyon's son | say
no no no :"
The girls lip quivercd, and her face
paled.
"But, mamma, it viii break my heart
for l love him, and he loves me Just as
well.
Mrs. Glyn laughed eoldly.
THAT is all nonsense about your heart
breaking. tell you know that hearts
do not break SO easily And as to love-
you are two babies to talk of such thing.
All the same, command that you tell
him what my decision Is.
"But, oh, mamma"
Mrs Glyn passionately interrupted the
piteous remonstrance.
II tell you l have only lived for this
hour There is no "but" about it, Lilly
lit is nothing but "no' to MALCOLM Car,
lyons son"
! And Lily Glyn crept away, to cry out
her sorrow to herself.
Twenty-four hours later, servant took
to Mrs. Glyu card from gentleman
waiting in the parlor, and she went down
with cold, passionless face, and deliber
ate repose of manner, to look upon Nal
colin Carlyon's face for the first time since
her widowhood ten years before.
He was SO like he used TO be-of course
showing that he was twenty years older
but, she thought, even handsOmer, than il
his younger days.
Nevertheless, her well disciplined hear
-did not quicken Or lessen its steady beats
and she bowed courteously, not even won
dering if his thoughts had gone flying bacl
/ to the last time they stood alone in Maud