Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1881-07-21

her voice; "he died, oh, long before |
can remember, but never ask about
him, because il always makes mama
cry. Would you tell me the time,
pleasep"
Ernest glanced at his watch. "Near.
ly O'clock" he told her.
"Then | must bid you goodbye,
she said, "Or | shall be late home.
And setting down her basket she be
thought herself of the hat, which she
proceeded to adjust on the top of her
golden curls.
"DO you come here every day." she
asked of Ernest.
81 shall be here every day for Il little
WHILE" he answered her.
"Then | hope | will see you again,
she said artlessly. "And thank you Sc
very much for getting me the water
lily"
For q moment her little unglOvct
hand rested on his own, her lips partet
in another smile and then she was
gone, ll;tSIclllHp away Wlun I'LL pOSSlDlC
speed across the sunny fields, bearing
her sweet burden of nOwcrs-typcs Of
her own pure soul.
Ernest Darrell stood gazing after her
Was it the touch of her light lingers
that had brought so strange thrill t
his heart? lie SAT down to resume hi'
painting, but even that had lost t'
wOnted charm-he was restless, ant
his thoughts wandered back to villa
might have been some years ago, wheI
he married a girl who loved him only
for his father wealth, and who (whel
the securities failed in which old Mr.
Darrell had invested the whole of hi,
money, and he was a ruined man, hi!
sons prospects also) left him-his sil
months bride-leaving him coOlly
worded note, intimating that she couic
share poverty with no one, and that h,
need not seek her, as she never intend
ed TO return.
And he never had sought her: bu
the love he had borne her was'as warn
i'm his heart now as it had been on TIN
day he was married. And as he sat a
his easel there in the field where littl
Lillian had left him, he went for Tin
memory of her who. i'm those DAYS, ha,
not been worthy one throb of his nObl
heart.
Several days clapsed before he say
the little pirl again. but during tina
time she was hardly once absent iron
his thoughts. lie had lived such
lonely life since his father died (brokcI
down hv the trouble that had com
unon him in the loss of his wealth,
and with nothing 10 care for in tl
world but tbc art he was welded tC
the child had come across his path lili
, raw or sunshinein the darkness Bu
ono 1av as he was returning home sh
came dancing toward him. and seizin
his hand as If their acquaintance ba
heen If wears instead Of days she in
mediatcIy bcran an animated conyers;
tion such rs only children can begl
on the SPUR of moment.
Ernest was certainly amused, if III
interested; but as their way along lie
them past the brook where they ha
met before, Lilly broke away from hin
and ran eagerly toward it. She locke
back once or twice to laugh at Erncs
and in doing so trippcd over Il stOn
hidden in the grass and fell rorwal
into the water.
A cry burst from her lips, but in
mediatcly Ernest came to the rescue
and ere she became totally submerged
had succeeded in drawing her out upO
= the bank.
!. Wet clothes and Il severe fright W;
, NIL the harm the child had sustained
and AS Ernest proceeded to wrap rOun
her a thick plaid shawl, which he gel
erallv carried with him to protect hi
feet from damp grass, she began {
> laugh at her little adventure.
81 have gathered my water lilynow
said the yoIlnp artist smiling; "and
! would NOT exchange il for all the othe
:. in creation"
, lie took her. entirely cnycoped
y tho warm shawl M in his strong arm
. and continued his walk, now in u
|, direction of ;,ilian's home,
81 am so sorry-mamma will he out
y she said lifting her beautiful eyes
his face. "SIe would so liked
y have thanked Won herself But do V,
. know which way to pop"
~ " 81 want vom to direct me Iily."