Northwest enterprise. [volume] (Anacortes, Wash. Ter.) 1882-1887, 1883-09-08
A WOMAN'S LOVE.
BY E. EVERETT HORTON.

Jocund morn came stealing silent
ly on, and night, whose inky mantle
had enshrouded the small village of
D., graciously retired to her cav
ern to recuperate; for which the
numberless birds and insects that
sang and hummed in the woods were
truly thankful. The golden god
came up, as a matter OF course, and
smiled first upon the great church
steeple, then upon the trees, then
through the windows of brightly
colored homesteads, and last upon
two young ladies seated In carriage,
to whom we proceed to introduce the
reader
The maiden who was driving was
not a handsome girl, by any means.
Her features were too prominent
the nose and chin especially so-and
there was a certain firm expression
about the mouth, when it was closed,
which at once explained to the physi-
ognomist that she was the possessor
Of a powerful self will; that there
was a vast difference between herself
and many of her own sex. Yet there
was one redeeming feature about her.
To look once into her lustrous black
eyes, which at glance, seemed to
search and read ones thoughts in an
instant, would cause thrill to pass
through the heart of ev,n the great
est of all misanthropes. This lady's
name was Eleanor Lightbourn. She
was, to Judge from her fresh, sun
Drowned face, about eighteen years of
age, splendidly moulded, aud very
muscular. She was driving Jip and
Spot, two excellent, iron gray horses,
who seemed to be in the very best of
spirits.
Greatly did small white hand, a
calm, peaceful face, and great masses
of golden hair (which were the chief
features of the second LADY,, differ
from the first. The difference was of
as great magnitude as that existing
between the Arctic and Torrid Zones;
for Mamie Raymond was as cold
and distant as an iceberg, while
Eleanor was warm and impulsive.
However, the horses were feeling
extraordinarily well this morning,
and the air was invigorating; so Ell
eanor Lightbourn gathered the reins
in one hand, and passed the other
around the waist of her companion
and cousin. and once again began
conversation by asking abruptly
"Mamie, dear, is this not your Sec
ond week at our country homer
"Yes, Ella, the second week."
"And you have enjoyed yourself :"
"Yes. My happiness would have
been complete had"
At this juncture Eleanor Light
bourn turned her eyes and looked
squarely into those of her compan-
ion; and somehow the sentence was
never completed. Otherwise the name
of George Chester would have been
mentioned, for both these ladies loved
the gentleman, and had been ac-
quainted with him for many years.
Eleanor was captivated with his city
manners and customs; Mamie loved
him because he was such true gen.
tleman.
Although these two ladies loved
each other dearly, neither would ad-
NIT that she thought anything of Mr..
Chester. Both claimed that he was
friend. but seldom mentioned his
name.
The horses reached the summit
of the hill, and moved faster, which
caused Eleanor to awake from her
revery and exclaim,-
"Mamie dear, did you hear the
news? Mr.. Chester is coming to
spend some weeks with us! Is it not
grandi" she cried in glee. "What a
splendid time we shall have!'
"Ahw exclaimed Mamie, vacantly
wiping an imaginary speck OF dust
out of her eye. Then after a slight
pause, in which she struggled to
master her curiosity. "When does he
arrive, Eleanor?"