The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1881-10-26

Bonnifeld, he unused privately; "but
Holden-did not know him as well a:
III. The case stands thus: He car
have pretty Miss Barbara tomorrow
for the asking; but ask her he never
will, without some advance ON hei
part something to satisfy his nice
soul Undoubtedly she will miscom
Iprehend him; and so the chances are
THAT we shall see a genuine love
match nipped in the bud. But per
haps after settlement, in time
stranger things have chanced."
And Hugh Greatorex BUSTED of tc
/ IBarbar,i with the news.
Not an over.pleasant mission fol
1lhetllttle lawyer, who knew this cast
lso we'll. For, as Hubert Bonni6elc
had ignored tho wills frstcondition
scessasily y Do, tbe same; b
J.
must smother suggestions, at leasi
till the open point was ruled. Blu
| he was i'll prepared for the decision
which was torule this out.
To Barbara, under the most deli.
cate statings, Hubert Bonnifeld's
action would have caused offense; in
its bare, legal representation, tgrew
a mighty thing. Believing that he
loved her, she had anticipated bu,
one course; all the day she had been
awaiting him, wondering that he
did not come.
From her lighter nature the deli.
cacy Of his motives was hid; bewild.
cred, indignant, besetby varied emo.
tions she took refuge in the defiance
which so amazed Hugh Greatorex
and which eliminated as We have
seen.
But, as we have seen, resentment
faded; wistfully down the roadway
Barbara stood gazing, where the flow.
ers had fallen, where they lay wait
ing, revengeful agents, though she
| dreaded it not.
Little thought Barbara whose hand
would find his roses; fateful would
their feeling be. Through the twi
light, into night, she sat waiting
turning away at last, but with the
hopeful murmnr:
"He will surely come Tomorrow
surely as tomorrow comes"
X x X X X K
Tomorrow, but not Hubert Bonni
field; q week Of to.morrows, and still
he did not come. A week; and ther
on the passenger list Of u European
!steamcrshe read. .his,l,ame.s., sssss
| II had been all a mistake; he had
never loved her, he was only too GLAD
to yield up the estates, that he might
be freed from her. So reasoned Bar.
bara, as she read. Not strange, per.
haps, since she lacked the hint tha,
Hugh Greatorex should have given
her; ignored her hasty words; sus.
spected not the flowers that lay in
wait that night.
Amid her pain the realization Of
her late caprice flashed upon her
Odd that it should be a comfort; but
so it proved to Barbara, and she
clung to it persistently; over and
lover she repeated:
4 II will never have the estates! Hu.
bert Bonnifield shall take them, or
the will will be forever void"
! In vain Hugh Greatorex pleaded;
Barbara was firm. The homestead
was vacated, and with an old, faith
full servant, she went TO reside few
miles from thence.
A year passed, and still the late
comfortable homestead stood empty
and ghostlike, and SO did its broad
lands. Barbara persistent; Hugh
Bonnifeld as one dead. Tillone eve.
ming Hugh Greatorex appeared in
her cottage, with a letter in his hand.
"Readl" he said, excitedly, point
ing to its concluding clause.
She read as follows:
81 expect soon to be in W with
my wife, And, in conclusion, if Miss
Barbala has not then assumed her
inheritance, if she still declines it,
surely / may not be censured if lay
claim to it myself"
A moments silence, then she
handed the. letter to him.
81 understand, Mr.. Greatorcx," she
said, quietly. "Surely he should not
be blamed"