The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1882-08-01

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1T was hardly necessary" she said
"ihat 1 should know Uncle Harold.
plans concerning his ward. The knowl;
edge has no interest for me-" Ani
somehow she felt distinct and unrea
soning hatred rise up IN her heart agains
this Fred Dayton.
She walked to the door with her Prin
cess air, as shc spoke, leaving her moth
er quite dumbfounded.
Fred Dayton reached the Mere by ,
midnight train and saw no one hut hi
uncle. But the next morning he wa
awakened by bird-like voice beneatI
his window, singing softly. but with
finished sweetness and passion that coult
not be hidden. The voice would sinl
away almost, and then hurst out into
ripping roulade OF trills, swelling ant
dying, and rising again. A sweet, fresh
rapturous voice, that made every pulls
in his veins thrill.
"What a marvellous voice! Who Cal
it he2" he cried, springing TO the win
dow.
Down in the garden sat girl, tall ant
slim and royalty beautiful as youn:
goddess. The sunshine streamed upol
her uncovered head, her small whit
hands, her slender lhv throat. She ha'
been gathering flowers. Her dress wa
q simple morning one, but white ant
filmy; and over her shoulders she wor,
a broad fichu. Every now and then sh,
sang snatch OF song,for very gladnes
OF heart 1t se' med.
Fred looked at her with his heart il
his eyes Suddenly breakfast hell rams
ard the fair vision disappeared Free
pulled his long muslache viciously, say
ing:
"By Jove! Who can she 5e7 No
Mrs. OIiphant's daughter2 Not tha
chitP wonder il Pyemalion's enchan
tress was half so beautiful p"
When he descended to breakfast the
first words that greeted him we're from
Mrs. Oliphsnt:
"My daughter, Daphne. Mr.. DAYTON,
she said gravely. He looked up and en-.
countered the gaze of the young prin.
cess he had heard singing.
The girl, however, scarcely noticed
hin; and not only then, but afterwsrd
treated him with cool disdain that made
him quite frantic. He seldom caught q
glimpse of her, except at meals. Once
or twice he saw her rowing on the lake
with her boat filled with water lilies, OF
riding down the avenue in dark blue
habit; but he would hardly have realized
that she lived in The same house il he
had not known that she was Miss Oil
pbant.
One evening Mrs Oliphant gave a
party, and Dsphne was radiant. Fred
was jealous and miserable, for she had
smiles for every one but him.
He was the more Jealous because she
was, beyond all controversy, the lowell
est girl in the room. Dressed in some
Indian fabric of pure clinging white. with
lvy-leaves in her drees, she was superla-
lively lovely. 1t was The simplest toilet
there. But the exquisite beauty of the
girl was only enhanced by this Arcadian
As be stood with folded arms leaning
against pillar, watching her unconscious
face as sbe smiled into the admiring
eyes OF her partner, he felt for The first
time in his life supremelv miserable His
dark eyes glowed end bis lips we're set
firmly under the heavy mustache.
Suddenly he noticed that the chanda
lier, directly over her head, was swayine
in q peculiar manner. With cry be
sprsng forward and drew Daphne aside,
Just ss IL fell.
But he was too late to save himself
He only caught glimpse of Daphne's
horror stricken face; he only heard q
confusion OF voices and o crash of mu
SIC as the band abruptly ceased PLAYING
and then everything grew black and life
faded away in slckening mist before
him.
There was great confusion until the
doctor came and pronounced his verdict
Ered's arm was broken and his head
confused, but there was no occasion for
alarm; rest and care would bring him
around in few weeks; but Fred had no
feeling except that of lhankfulness tha,
he had been able to save Daphne from
Disagreement, perhaps from death.
1t was many days before the two met
There had been danger OF fever and the
doctor had ordered Fred to keep his
room and see no one. But one morning
Daphne stole into the chamber, silently,
and laid great dewy bunch of roses
on the stand beside him.
"Mamms told me | might up for q
she sail timiily. her haughty
air quite gone. and then as she looked at
the splintered arm and handaged head
and the white, thin face, her eyes filed
with tears aud her voice fal,ered.
Fred looked up in alarm.
my dear Miss Oliphsnt, Fred said.
'you must not feel so badly am re-
ally not SO i'll as l look; indeed l hardly
suffer at all"
In his generous tenderness he uncon-
sciouslv essayed to hold out his hand to
her. The next thing he knew Mrs. Oil
pbant was bathing his head with ice wa
ter and Daphne was holding his unin-
jured hand fast in hers and tears pouring
down her face
"Tbis has probably thrown you back
a month longer" Mrs. Oliphant was say.
ing severely. "Your arm is broken
again; yet We warned you so particular.
ly not to exart yourself"
The doctor had heen sent for inmedi-
ately and soon came.
Mrs Olipbant arose saying:
"Come, Daphne; shall not allow you
here again So bid Mr.. DAYTON good
bye until hd has recovered sufficiently to
come down to the parlor.'
Did Daphne look grieved and hurt
Fred almost fancied so. Mrs. Oliphani
paused moment to receive the DOCTORS
directions. Before Fred could think
Daphne had bent down and kissed the
hand that lay solanguidly upon the pill.
low, and vanished.
So Fred was thro 1n far back in bis
recovery but the sharp, heavy pain va.
bearable now.
1t was the last day of September,
week ago the guests OF B'ue. Mere hat
all Departed. Daphue is standing at tn,
sardeh gate She has her hat Oh, but il
simply dressed; vet how royalty heauti
ful she looks. Every iay bas added