The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1882-01-26


| proposal she had received: events
might have been different had she done
So She thought that it would lower
her in his eyes If the young Baronet
knew that his friend valet had made
her an offer Of marriage.
! The glamour of love was SO strong
upon Sir Carlos that he did not see
| Maggie's faults, her lack Of good breed
I ing, her want Of refnement-be only
/ saw the beauty that in his eyes had no
peer. What mattered fortune, or high
titleP Cali the gifts of the gods could
not go together" he reasoned. She had
wOndrOus beauty--that was enough for
him; he would marry her and make her
Lady Maggie Carew.
| Then, besides her beauty, how pas,
sionatelY she loved himl There was no
! reticence about her love; she talked to
| him of it, held his hands and kissed
/ them; at times she laid her arms around
his neck and her fair face on his breast
/ trying to tell him she loved him. Who
| would ever care for him as she did?
Even it she were not quite so we'll bred
/ as the Ladies Evesham, she more than
atOned for it By her love for him. Whv
| should he not marry her? He was his
own master,
! Then, in the midst of his exultation.
he thought of his mother, and the
| thought sObered him. He had always
said that he wonld marry some one
who resembled her. Dark-eved Mauoie
was The very opposite; no two persons
could be more dissimilar. Another
thing occurred to him-he had promised
not 10 take any important step in life
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that promise he would keep-he would
obtain her permission before he asked
| Maggie to be his wife.
Having come to this conclusion, Sir
Carlos thought he had made great con
cession. How many young men in his
place, he asked himself, would do as
he did? He was, in every way, his
own master, yet he was going home,
obediently as a child, to ask permis-
sion to marry the girl he loved. That
any serious objections would be raised
to the object of his choice never oc-
CURED to him.
He saw Maggie that same morning;
she was waiting for him at the old
| trysting-pla aud it was jest between
them that he had never yet found out
the road to Armytage.
" am going away, Maggie, for lit
tie while, ne said; land when l return,
my darling, l shall have something i'm
pOrtant to say to you"
You will not stay away lOng?" she
cried. "Oh, Carlos, what should / do
without you-how should l bear my
lonely life? l should die if you did not
come backn
She clung to him passionately, her
beautiful face white with emotion, her
dark eyes full of tears, He thought no
love had ever been so tender, so great
as hers.
Il am going, Maggie, so that we
may never part again" he said. Il
shall be back in three days time. 1
shall take your portrait with me, and
you will see what happens when re-
turn"
He thought himself a model son. and
felt sure that his mother would rejoice
when she knew the nature of his errand.
CHAPTER VII.
The sun shone brightly upon the old
lVy-mantled walls of Firholme, the
weather was warm and sultry, and the
windows and doors were open, and
the summer breeze swept through the
house.
Lady Carew had sought the coolest
room she kneW-an old-fashioned
apartment opening onto lawn, where
magnificent cedar, the pride of Fir
hOlme, stood. She reclined on a couch
which had been placed at the open win
dow. She had laid down her book and
was watching the butterflies lowering
over the flowers, smiling to herself as
she thought of the ''LoVes of the But
terny." She was reused from her
dream by the sound of quick. familiar
fOotstep.
"That is Carlos, 1 am sure" she
said, as she heard firm tread along the !
corridor; and she grew pale with sheer
delight at the thought of seeing her son. !
She had not expected him home Tor |
some time yet; therefore, it was q
greater pleasure.
He had not waited for any one to an
nOunce him.
"Where is Lady Carew?" he asked |
imPetuously of the servant who opened |
the door to him.
In the west parlOr sir, replied the |
man; and Sir Carlos hastily walked past |
him and opened the door
''DO not be startled, mother. Il
wanted to see you, so l rode over from
HattOn."
Before she had time to rise or reply, !
he was kneeling down by her side, tell |
ing her in passionate words how he .
loved Maggie Waldron, and must make !
her his wife.
His mother lay quite silent That
some such hour must come she had al
ways known. Her face was slightly
flushed with the heat, her golden hair
lay unfastened over her shoulders, and
her hands we're clasped in dismay too
great for words.
g. must marry her, mother" he said.
81 love her so dearly that 1 could not
live without her She has no fortune,
but you will not mind that; I know YOU
are above all such petty considerations.
Oh, mother, she is so beautiful! If you
could but see her as / saw her lastl If
l thought 1 should be separated from
her. l believe 1 should go mad or dier'
Stop. You speak so quickly, Car
los, do not understand.
She tried to rise, but her whole frame
trembled, and he gently laid her down
again.
"Lie still, mother; you need not
tremble. l have made \ wise choice;
there is not another woman in the world
80 fair and peerless as my beautiful
Maggie. l long to bring her home to
you. I-Oh, forgive my impetuosity!-
am mad with suspense now that / am
away from her. She is so beautiful that
lhe miUhtiegt in the land wOuId ha nrOud ! ,