Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1882-06-26

1 indeed, that trespassed upon her soilI
| tude without his knowledge. Her most
| FREQUENT visitor WIS the young man,
| her cousin, whose intentions toward
her Miles so well understood. de saw
them often enough together, as many
a rarting chat was held in the hali or
! in the doorway. The look OF the young
pjri on these occasions WAS uLIlerehs
irom that she wore at any other time
the weary, jaded air was gone, anu
there was glow in the quiet face ana
ring in her voice which Jared harshIy
upon Miles. ,,
Once they came and stood for long
time under the full glare OF the hau
lamp. The Young man had letter III
his hand, which he was playfully WIFI
holding from her clasp, while sne
fiuttered coaxingly about him, lifting
nm her small white hands with such u
pretty air of persistency that il was at
length Welded to her clasp. He n0teu
how the light streamed of her golden
hair as She read it, her arm comfortaDiy
locked i'm her Cousins the while.
Miles viewed the tsbleau without any
particular complacency. Indeed, II irrita-
led him more than he cared to own;
He wondered if the girl even suspecteu
the Young mans disloyalty. the ln-
muiry presented itself to him with sucn
troublesome frequency that it was posi-,
tive relief when an event occurred
which seemed to promise some dennite
conclusion.
A note. written in the same school,
GIRL hand as the first one was thrust INTO
his hand one day by Miss Alden's
former messenger. 1t limited in almost
chiid-like language of trouble, and re-
ouested him to call upon her In the
evening, when the absence OF the schooi-
children would make confidence pos
sible. To Miles strained MOOD thefe
seemed nothing unnatural or unusuai III
this. and he lost no time In complying
with the request. Ar,
Though it was early autumn, Miss
Alden had lighted the odorous pines
hcaped upon the hearth that evening,
for The sake of q little cheer, and had
drawn up her small table by the coy
fisme-a table covered with French die.
tations, English compositions, ana
other school exercises, all OF Whlcn
must be corrected before she slept tliat
night. Turning these over listlessly,
She was startled by peremptory
knock. 1t was Miles, who stood at the
door wearing such look OF determined
resolution, that the little schooi-ma'am
fell back as she admitted him. he es-
tablished himself upon the edge OF the
little chintZ-covered lounge with the
air of man who had task to per.
form, and was bound to so through II az
all hazards.
ave come to do you good, )" said the
young divine stoutly.
"lpdeed?" observed Miss Alden,
elevating her eyebrows n way that
sadly discompCsed poor lilies, who pc
gan to surmise that he IS arrogating
to himselfa greater pow than he pos
sessed, but he went on i .lessiy.
"You are in trouble; y" are very I'M
happy. / am truly cry for you.
Whatever confidence ~. IRE pleased 70
place in me, will STR, to merit. IL
is my office, you know. - weep with
those that weep"
Miss Alden shrugged ltr shoulders; a
gesture that might impl! amusement or
$50 YOU came to weep with me.
You are very kind" she said; "but,
really, YOU will have to cry alone. L
could not squeeze a tear to save my
life"
II was plain to Miles that the young
girl, as she stood there " it'll both hanus
in her apron pockets, was making fun Of
him. Miles was pre.eminently good
natured man, but he had u vague per-
ception that he was in some way IN RI
diculous position. The bashfulness
which had Hitherto made him painfully
conventional, and not little pragmatl-
cal, now gave place to manly indigna-
ton. He arose with a grave dignity
that quite awed Miss Alden.
81 have 10 intention ofintruding my
self upon you," he said gently; "but
since you have twice sent for me Tor
sympathy, / thought had an undenla-
bic right to give it. L am not very.
clever at leading young girl TO talk OF
| herself; perhaps it was neither wise nor
in good taste for me to undertake 1t, put
| did wish to help you, If could. You
should have respected my motive, even
if YOU were not satisfied by my CONVEX
sation.
Miss Alden resisted a very strong
temptation to plump down in the near
est chair, in an amazed heap. Her
spirit rose at the rebuke, and, to tell the
truth, a real respect for the plain words
she had heard made her reply to them
| WIN an equaI lTduhneoS.
al do not know what you mean by
my asking for your sympathy" she
said. 'If / had needed commiseration,
/ certainly should not have sought 1t OF
q stranger. 1t may be, the surprise oc-
casicned a curtness, incivility OF manner
which regret; for, believe me, | appre-
ciate your kindness, and especially your
frankness, which permits an equal can.
dor from me-" And the young girl
looked with grave child-like conh-
dence into the eyes of her companion.
''DO you mean that you never sent
for me?n he returned, taking from his
pocket two little notes, and laying them
oetiantly in Miss Alden's open palm.
The young girl regarded them mo-
ment with an air of bewildered uncer-
tainty; then sudden light seemed to
penetrate through her perplexltles;,
"Oh, the wretched little fiends" she
ciied fiercely; and selectingfrom among
the heap of school-exercises copy
book written in large, schoolgirl hand
OF one of her scholars, she opened 1t and
laid the two notes in close proximity,
Poor Miles saw il all In a moment.
They must all have been penned by the
same unpr acticed hand. 1t was like
sudden blow to him.
$50 am here without an invitation,
after ALL" he said. "Well, / am truly
glad you had no need Of me. II hope
YOU may never lack for friends, and
your cousin may prove to be the kind,
devoted lover which your sweet life de-
mands.n
my cousin lover! Dear, dear, will
absurdities ever endW And Miss AL
den laughed such genuine laugh that
il cleared all doubts that might have
fingered in Miles mind.
"Why who could have put such an
odd idea into your head? Tom is often
here, because he is the only relative l
have, and seems to stand with me in
the place of all that are gone. He is
dear fellow, Tom is; self complacent
and pulled up as collegians are want to
be, but it never occurred even to his con-
ceit, l know, to attribute to
me anything but the most cousinly az
fiction"
Miles certainly did not feel called