The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1883-08-09

Storey with sudden eagerness, and
leaning toward lara so as to get a
better view of her half-averted face.
"Yes, I shall be glad to see you"
The answer sounded a little cold, but
Storey was not dissatisfied, somehow.
"Then I shall surely come. he said.
Presently he went IN: "You don't
know how I appreciate your taking me
in the other night. I shall always re-
member your Kindness"
please don't say any more about it,"
said cara, quickly, ''for your coming
gave us much pleasure. You did mol
seem like a stranger to u.s., Father
said he felt as though he had always
known YOU. 1 suppose your coming
from the East had something to do with
it,"
Haven't you met Eastern people in
Bozemanp" asked Storey.
so y~es-several. But the majority
of people we have found in Montana
seem to be from Missouri. I don't call
that East, although they call it so here!n
Storey laughed. 'Have you ever
noticed how all the Missouri people
seem to think they have made this Ter.
ritoryP' he inquired. "But for them
Montana. never would have been in
habitedl"
ttThey are welcome to this glorious
country, they and-the Indian!' she
exclaimed.
1t was late in the day-not until after
dinner, some time, that the young man
took his departure. He rode away with
no little reluctance, and lara fingered
long in the doorway watching him.
The short Montana summer was bare
ly over-the cottonwood trees were
still yellow-and the air was yet quite
warm and pleasant, when one afternoon,
toward sunset, lara looked up from
her sewing and saw a tall. handsome
man coming towards the house onhorse.
back.
Miss Josslynr' cried a well-remem.
bered voice.
lara rose, trembling a little, from the
door-steps where she had been sitting.
She wore quite a joyous expression.
Storey thought, secretly pleased, as he
! left his horse to Craze by the gate and
hastened toward the young girl.
"Are you glad to see meP" he in.
quired eagerly, taking Zara's hand.
"You know 1 am glad!" she e.
claimed, her face flushing under his
earnest gaze. Father and IhaVe talked
of you so Often" she went on; 'you
know our life is so quiet and monoto'
nous here, that your coming to us last
fall was quite an event."
81 am very glad. My coming to you
: was quite an event to me, / issue you
In all my ramblings since l left you
during the gay season at the seaside
= this summer, event. could not get this
lonely little ranch out of head, some.
how. Your wistful face haunted me
indeed it did! Igrew unreasonably i'm.
patient to see-well, Montana again.
t tried. to reason with myself: you had
forgotten me, most likely, I thought,
but in vain! Ipictured you about youl
everyday life-could see the shadow
deepening in your eyes-and one day ]
cried aloud: 1T is a shame for sc
young a creature to be buriedf And
a few hours later 1 was on the train,
bound for Montana"
William Storey had spoken with nc
: little eagerness and excitement, and as
, lara sat beside him on the steps and
listened, her cheeks had grown a deeper
crimson.
) She did not speak at first when he
Hdu HllSu6u, Dub COuUluuOu 1OOhluS Oui
/ across the plains at the fast sinking
t sun.
| At length she said, her voice a little
unsteady:
, 81 am so glad you did come back"
: "Zara!" cried her companion, inn
%petuously, 81 came back to tell you ]
: love you! I think I must have loveo
; you before 1 left you last fall, but I haG
o1r,o-, caa,pnI tho uaru iIao nuan ~
2 love at first sight, and l had only me-
you twice. But when once away from
Y you-separated from you, with thou
sands of miles between us-I became
, impatient to see you. Your Ideal
East" had no charm for me-. IlongeC
for your lonely ranch; I reasoned with
; ~ realized that I loved you; I was
: foolish enough, lara, to think 1 could
teach you to love me-"
The sun had quite gone now, the
mountains shone darkly purple against
the clear amber of the sky, the air was
: fresh and just a little chill. lara shiv
cred; from excitement, though, more
, than cold.
, s.Have you nothing to say to ,meP Il
my case then so hopeless a oneP" asked
: William Storey, taking n of the youns
l girls hands in his and looking gravely
in her face.
t evil you not be sorry some day fol
this! Are you quite sure it is love, no
pity, you feel for me? lara ventured
: TREMENDOUSLY.
81 shall never be sorry-I love you
, Pity would not cause me to ask you t.
be my wife. All 1 want to make me a
perfectly happy as one can be in tht
world is your love. Can you-will 20,
learn to love me. Zara?"
81 do love your
The sunset glow faded; the star
cleaned out; a great, yellow moon ros'
over the eastern hills, and flooded tn
valley with a brilliant light.
When Mr. Josslyn returned home h
was considerably surprised. There wa
no supper ready; the fire in the ''bes
room" was not lit, IS it was wont to b
o these cool fall evenings; the front doc
stood wide open, and Zara-usuall
prudent Zara--was sitting on the steps
bare-headed, utterly regardless of tn
/ night air, talking very earnestly t
William Storey!
d Only one short year, yet what
vt change it had made in Zara's youn,
life! No longer, when she looked fron
her window, did she see desolate
bleak, sage-grown plains, belted b
it snow-crowned mountains. A mos
lovely tiower-garden, framed in b
le meadow-lands, yellow with golden roo
le through which ran a clear little brook
and bounded by blue, wooded hills i
J. the distance, met her delighted eye.
t, How very happy she was!
,. Almost a year had she been Williar
1t Storey's wife; almost a year since tn
4. quiet little wedding at Bozeman ha
4, taken place, and she had left the gres
e. Territory-the wild ''new far-West"-
a forever. She was in Laurel now, i
1t her old home, bought for her by he
husband shortly after their arrival Eas
is She had been Welcomed cordially b