The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1882-05-06


ter was opened out before her. With
a sickening heart she read the manly,
straight forward proposal of marriage.
But her fair, proud face frightened at
the concluding words:
81 had no courage to say this
while we were together Nor have |
courage TO meet your refusal, even
though it should be written one. So
will beg of you, if your heart is 9TH
erwise engaged, not to pain me by
the knowledge. If you do not answer
this letter, | shall understand that it
is for that reason. If you do answer
it, you will make me happiest of men.
Yours faithfully.
CHARLES EDWARDS.
''There is the answer" said Kate,
spitefully, tearing the letter across and
across, and thrusting it deep into the
hedge in its envelope.
Then she went back to the farm.
That night the first snow of the au-
tumn fell, and the farmhouse was de-
serted the next day by the last of its
guests, good Mrs. Williams writing
down the city address of Lily Mel
vile, and promising to forward any
letters that might arrive" while Kate
Jervis looked vuietly on.
Two months went by. Lilly, toiling
away at her paintings, found time to
wonder, sadly, why the hoped for let
ter from Charles Edwards never came.
Not for his fortune did she love him,
but for himself
1t was mild, open winter, and,
when the holidays drew near, she took
the few dollars she had so painfully
saved, and went back to the old farm
| house. where she had first met him.
Since she was to see his face no
more it would be some consolation, al
though a sad one, to visit the places
where she had been so happy by his
side.
The secluded road that led to the
village had been one of their favorite
walks. There Lily fingered through
a whole sunny afternoon-the last of
her stay that year, as her purse was
nearly empty.
Some bitter tears were in her eyes
as she turned to 90. A carriage was
coming from the station, and not car
ing to be seen there, weeping, she
drew back, with her face toward the
barren hedge.
! At her feet something white gleam-
ed. She picked it up mechanically,
and, to her astonishment, saw torn
and stained letter, with her own name
upon the envelope.
Under the ice and snow of the past
autumn it had lain, waiting for her
coming. She could still decipher it,
and as she read. mountain of snow
and ice seemed to be lifted from her
heart.
"Thank God. He did love me-" she
exclaimed.
"Lily-Miss Melville" said famil-
lar voice.
She turned. The carriage which
she had seen stood waiting i'll the road
and at her side was Charles Edwards,
looking from her happy face to the
torn letter in her hand with cues
tioning gaze.
II was coming back for a few days
to the dear old place" he said. you
made me very unhappy last autumn.
Yet | am like the moth with the can
dle-not wise enough to keep away,
even after getting severely burned"
II only found it this moment, under
the hedge" " stammered Lily, giving
him the fragments that she held. at
must have been lost, and hidden I'M
der the ice all this time"
"You would have answered me,
then, Lily?" he asked.
Her shy, happy eyes looked gently
up at him.
''Drive on to the farm, my man.
We will walk" he called to the star
ing man.
And, drawing Lily's little hand
within his arm, they began their life
journey happily together.
EGG BALLs.-To be served in soup
make welcome addition to plain
beef or mutton soup boil four eggs
hard, say for ten minutes, then put
them in cold water when cold, cut
the yolk soft with the yolk of one raw
egg, one teaspoonful of flour ;add pep
per and salt and some bits of parsley
Make in the shape of balls and drop
them in the soup let them boil for
about two minutes. The whites can
be used to garnish platter Of cold
meat for supper, or may be chopped
fine or he added 10 the SOUP.