Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1882-03-09

to relieve the painful constraint of the sit-i
nation, Mrs. Lucian turned over to her Tho
last magazine. Crystal opened it at random
and began TO read without knowing what
the pages contained. All the while she
Was conscious that . pair of handsome,
critical eyes were fixed upon her, and this
Consciousness deepened the flush on her
cheeks. E$Sss5T 835$
Presently The servant brought up q card
Mrs. Lucian descended TO receive her call
or, and left Crystal alone with her son.
II" Do you read very much yourself?s'
Crystal asked him making q desperate effort
at conversation. 55$ SSs
Yes be answered, looking away from
Books occasionally, but magazine s.
, never. 8
You do not approve Of them thsn2n she
queried. IL. ~
think they are consnmMate trash, Z he
SAID, with a contenptaous gesture
cannot agree with you, she observed,
frankly. The same people who write
books write for magazines, and think
they often appear best in their periodical
contributions, because those being less
elaborate, receive a better, finish. Y
Mr.. Lucian stared. She had yentured to-
contradict hima thing which no one att
tSAit1l5I WIS EItHcfGkj6uSIGSQ.S
Nearly all our favorite old essayists were
magazine writer's" she went on to say.
Some OF the most delightful books are
merely collections of the contributions TO-
periodical literature. There is Steele, For
Instance, and Dean Swift, and Addison,
and Goldsmith and host of others.
he made no response, and fearing she
had offended him Crystal fastened to.
say
OF course, / know We have very few
magazine writer's Of that kind to-day. IG
seems to me some OF our magazines are
more devoted to art than literature"
What do you know about art" he aues-
toned rudely. I. .
Nothing" she answered frankly, zefus-.
ing TO notice his churllshness I do not
3sstoao anything, but ] feel a great deal.
Mr., I4ucian ourlad his aristocratie lip per.
ceptibly.
There is . great deal Of affected syEapa-
tiny with art at present" he said deliberate
~. i believe il is fashionable"
Crystal colorea. She forgot that she was
subordinate in this mans house, and she
a.asw cred hirn ia his own spirit.
There is likewise great deal OF CROSS
grained cynicisn, " she retortsd quickly.
Mr. Lncian looked at her in surprise. He
was not such a boor as he appeared s,y any
means, But his illness had soured him.
He had grown moody dariag his long cor 4
Gnenlent. Yet, strange to say, her fearless
Independence Of thought did not offend
him; rather the reverse, il seemed for he
laughed at her reply. an evidence OF good
nature which he had not manifested for
weeks.
By j love! you ere right" he said, hearti.
~, mis- refractory GOODNESS giving way 9 lit
ds before the sudden fire that flashed into
CRYSTALS hazel eyes. u know something
OF that myself. 5
SIT must be 8 ysry uncomfortable char
acterIstie TO deal Withdon t you think 500"
she observed, Ginning in with his
thoughts.
Yon ought to know, 3 he replied, for the
first time locking into her face without a
scowl. You seem to find il So.
She eolored deeply, and said in confu-
sion: 5
II did not mean to say that you
Yes; but you thoughtis, he interrupted.
Do not apologize. I acknowledge the JUS.
tiee Of your accusation You pereeiys I
am Tar from being q saint. But it's hard
on 9 fellow, this being penned up all the
time, unable to stir from his couch. II
tries ones temper in a thousand ways that
you know nothing about.
aI know it is hard, she said, simply, re-
gretang her oarless speech. DO not
blame you. Nj.
Mr.. Lncian moved nneasiIy. The scowI
settled down ON his face again. He re-
turned to himself all at once, and he lad q
norsifying impression that what he had
sid TO his obnoxious nurse had verged up.
on a bsstowal of confidence. He closed
his eyes YEARLY, and allowed the converse
ton TO drop. When he had lain in this
way FOR full half hour, Crystal concluded
that he was asleep, and stealing noiselessly
across the room she stood before The FIRE,
and ga1sd thoughtfully at the glowing en-
bers.
Had she only known il, she had dealt q
terrible blow to her patients prejudice, and
the road lay open to his favor. Bat she
was too modest to recognize the victory,
and her heart was heavy with loneliness.
When Mrs. Lucian came UP stairs her
son affected to wake up, though he had not
really been asleep at ell, but had lain all the
while looking FROM between his half. closed
lids al the 1.-the figure standing in the glow
Of the open grate.
What viii you have for supper, Ogcar?n
MIs. Lueian asked.
4 don't care, mother, he answered in.
differently.
Order his supper, viii you, Miss Blan-
chad Z" she said, turning to Crystal. Per
haes you can think of something new and
palatable. /"
Crystal went down to the kitchen aud
personally superintended the cooking Of
the yiands. With her own hands ahe
spread the tray with a spotless napkin, and
arranging on ii the cup and saucer and vs.
rious plates. There was vase on the din
ing-rooul table full Of yiolets, and rejoicing
IN the luxury Of smelling vioiets in nidHin-
ter she added them to her tray. She saw
that the toast was not too brown, that the
coffee was clear and fragrant and that The