The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1881-09-28
THE MASTER OF THE GRANGE.

n pretty llltle WY oHc nau' anu Culiou
her red lip in manner intended to
convey her utmost indifference, if not
actual contempt.
"No--I do not think l shall 60.
don't care very much for picnics any
how"
Sybil Conyers, a tall, stately girl,
with grave, straightforward dark eyes,
looked wonderingly at her.
II thought you always cared very
much for pcnics, Marian. am sure
YOU always seemed to enjoy yourself.
DO go--it's such lovely day"
"And Tom Lester'll be there, too,
Marian" and dimpled-cheeked little
Amy Proctor looked saucily over the
fence at Marian's slowly flushing
cheeks.
Tom Lester! AS If / care straw
where he goes, or whether he goes at
all or not p She flashed the words out
angrily, vet with certain coquettish
suggestiveness in her tone, that made
Sybil laugh.
"Of course, we forgot that remark
ably good-looking young gentleman is
lodging with your mother, Marian.
The foreman of the workmen who are
doing repairs and alterations up At the
Grange, isn't ,heP'
Foreman Sybil, you're too bad.
Mr.. Forsyth is no more foreman, or
ANYTHING ofthatsort, than you are"
She hesitated, smiling and frowning
and flushing mysteriously.
"Why, yes, he is" retorted Amy,
vigorously, ''for saw him with my
own eyes directing the workmen at the
Grange"
Marian nodded her head slowly sew
eral times,
"That is perfectly true. Mr.. Forsyth
does direct the workmen, in the capa-
city of superintendent, when really he
is the owner and master of the Grange
himself-Mr. Clifton"
A little duet of ordinations greeted
her astonishing revelation.
mamma made the discovery" Mar
ian went on, in suppressed, excited
tones, "and you mustn't whisper it for
the world for no would be so vexed If
he thought it was known; but mamma
discovered, very accidentally, but Mr..
Clifton preferred to oversee his own rem
ovations, incog, and SO he came here
as Mr.. Forsyth. Isn't 1t charmingly
romanticW
"How did she find it out. Marianp"
Amy asked, in awe-struck tones.
"By his linen, for one thing, every
piece of which is marked in full, f.
Clifton, and by other little incidents.
Sybil looked gravely at Marian'spret-
ty, flushed face.
"And you've quarrelled with Tom
Lester because you have another adj
mirer who is worth more in houses and
lands"
81 broke our engagement because
I'd rather be mistress of the Grange
than farmers wife any day."
'Its too bad" Amy flashed out.
tom Lester is worth dozen of your
heightened aristocrats like Mr.. Clifton"
Marian smiled sneeringy.
"Of course, if you think so. Per-
haps you can console him, Amy?"
81 will if ] can" was the ready an
going, let us be off ourselves"
won't you reconsider your deci-
sionP" Sybil asked, pleasantly, as they
made ready to start.
But Marian bowed in queenly way
she had affected of late.
Thanks, no, ! really don't care to
go, and, besides, ! am engaged for a
drive this afternoon with Mr.. Forsyth"
ats just shameful in Marian" Amy
exclaimed, when they were out Of ear.
shot.
"Well, she always was ambitious"
and nothing more was said about her
until an hour or SO later, Tom Lester
strolled up to Amy, sitting on the grass
weaving wreaths.
80 Miss Fellowes isn't here to-day
he remarked, casually, as he threw
himself beside her--a tall, stalwar
young fellow, with bright, honest blu,
eyes and bonny face, that had made
many q girl-Amy included--not ,
little jealous of Marian Fellowes in the
days before Mr.. Forsyth came.
Amy went on weaving industriously.
"No; she couldn't come, in conse.
quence of previous engagement.
suppose you miss her dreadfully."
Not at all A month ago | should
have missed her, but to day L would
not turn my hand over to bring her
here-nor any other girl who had Tilted
an honest man because he couldn't
compete with another with more
money"
There was healthy contempt in his
voice that made Amy feel that Marian
Fellowes had been dethroned most
etiectually in, at least, this mans heart.
She swept him q charming, sympathet-
&c glance from her pretty grey eyes.
think you are very sensible
Young gentleman not TO make yourself
miserable because one girl out OF all
the world proved herself unworthy
your trust" '
She spoke lightly, but somehow I,
seemed to stir Mr.. Testers interest
very much.
THAT sounds delightful, Amy, what
would you advise me 10 do about itp"
"About it'--whatp MarianP"
Another lovely glance, q slight dimp.
ling laugh.
"Oh--I don't know, I'm sure" she
wenron, cresting her bright brown
head to one side, like bird, while sh'
critically surveyed her wreath-''un
less ] revenge myself by engaging my
m, Ia aat .t.,l ~