The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1883-11-29

and their board won't signify. They
can 20 10 the publ: school, u and ri,
make n ak, their I clothes, # yon'l buy the ma:
ss''Aarilla, .yo,i are d genuine wonmany'
Haid MIR. Clay, eal nestly. None Of my
Golslns have spoken to me like this.n y
u" Perhaps-perhaps they didn't think
of itw sfaitered Aurilla. n: ~. 7 =. -. 40
Possibly" dryly remarked Mr.. Clay
But, Aurllla," gently retaining her
hand, "is it of. nv children only that
you think? Have you no tender, plying
teeling-the sweet sensation that is akin
to love, you know-tor me? Aurilla will
you be my wifeP" 20 @5@'.
And Aurilla did not refuse. ".
Now that you have pronlsed to mar.
ry 1iie," said Jerome Clay. II will tell
you all my plans, Aurilla. l have
bought a house here 80
Here, Jerome?"
Eyes, here: Will you come with. me
to look at it,"
81 will go wherever you wish, Je-
rome" said the bride-elect, in sort of
innocent Dewllderment.
Mr.. Clay put'her into little: carriage
at the door, and drove her up the noun
tain. side. through, the huge, stone: gate
"oy VI w A1t0 Oa>Il03 " IIo V0lfCU ID no
in front Of the colonnad>l portico,
stood in dazzling marble on either. side,
g,lden footsteps Of the God of Day.
TITS beautiful PLACED" said Aurilla,"'
he answered quietly; cit is our home"
"You mean to tell me; dear," cried
the delighted widow, ''that you've been
fortunate enough to receive the agency?
l thought Mr.. Wright"
"Mr. Wright is the agent still,". said
Clay.
'What mean is that have bought
White Castle and it's ground. This fine
old house is to be your home hencefor-
ward, Aurilla."
,s But It, 2 .s,, I thought you were a
"Did eyer tell you so?" he laughing
ly retorted. ibid I ever tell anyone so?
1t the good people in Elm Mountain
choose to believe me pauper. is it fair
to hold me responsible for
their rash consciousness? No. Aurilla!
In money, I am rich-rich beyond my
widest aspirations. But when first
came to Elm Mountain, I believed
myself bankrupt, indeed, in the sweet
coin of love and human kindness. Sweet
ueHfC, IL IL 50 Wild me now. IL WAS YOUR
hand that unlocked the gate Of happi-
ness to me; it shall be your hand that is
to reap the rich reward"
He bent, and kissed her forehead ten
d0rly.
''But the children?" she cried.
"The children are with their maternal
aunt, ut the Windsor hotel in New
York." he answered. 'The boy is soop
to enter college, and the girls are both
engaged to be married to southern gen:
tleihen, and after brief visit here will
return to New Orleans with their aunt.
SO, my darling, your tender solicitude
Was not required after air.
Auriila sighed softly. She had SOLE e.
how longed for the toHch of Little chill
dren's hands in her own, the sound OF
small, child voices in her ear. But she
locked into Jerome's loving eyes. and
was satisfied. He loved her-was no,
that enough?
And the Three Old Maids are sharper,
more untidy and shri'l. voiced than yer.
since they have tea!ised. the fatal nus
take they made in refusing the ovcrtures
Of their cousin Jerome.
K And man9uvering, managing crea
ture is the tenderest aupellation they ap
ply to Mrs. Jerome CLAW. Things would
have been SO widely different if they
had known.