Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1883-09-13
PRIDE, PASSION And Ev'l1|77,
THE FORTUNES OF A HUNTED
HEIRESS.
CHAPTER NJ.


THE SORROWS OF BARBARA GLENDoN-MUsIC
WINS HER HEART AND SHE COMEDIES HER
TROUBLES TO GERTRUDE.
Barbara Glendon, who used formerly
TO be n leader in all the fun and mischief
perpetratcd among the Uoarders, of late
days seemed greatly changed. So much
so that many of her companions noticed
and commented upon 1t.
Her joyous laughter was no longer heard
ringing through the house; her rich,
strong voice was silent; and since her in
terview with Phillip Blake. given in n
former chapter, n change outwardly and
inwardly was apparent to all who chose
TO observe.
Her secret meetings with Phillip Blake
were continued and regular She fully
believed in his passionate avowals of love
yet an invisible something seems to
warn her to beware!
Her love for the man was fond-devot-
ed-intense. When she was in his COM
pany her heart was all his own. Her will
seemed to vanish--she had no power over
her feelings-and il was then that she
keenly felt how needful was her idol to
her existence.
AT such times she never questioned his
love, truth or honor.
1t twas only when alone with herself, Sc
cretly commur gwith her own thoughts,
that she made nparisons,weighed words
and tried to jLu -, e his actions.
1t was then that doubt and misery
took possession of her-but never for an
instant did she contemplate breaking off
her engagement with him or disappoint-
ing him by staying away from their night
ly trysts.
One evening she was passing the door
of Gertrude's room on her way down
stairs. GERTRUDE was playing a sweet
hymn tune. and singing to the air. Bar
bara paused on her way. involuntary, to
listen, and these words clad in melody,
iloated to her ears from within.
"Then rainbow bridge the angel laid
Over the sea; and he took her hand,
And led her on through golden mist,
Over the bridge 10 the Eden land
Bright forms she saw, as n shower of light,
Fell from their wings, like sunbeams. bright
Voices she heard-and she knew them too
Come to Ne, mamma. we're waiting for you,
Here, on the shore Of the sunset sea-"
The eyes of the listener filed with tears
as the sweet song went on-they rolled
over her checks, and, ere it was conclud-
ed, she was sobbing as if her poor heart
would break. She had forgotten where
she was. when the door opened, and Ger
trude Weldon stood before her.
Our heroine intuitively comprehended
the cause af Barbara's emotion. She had
observed of late. a great change in the
conduct of the girl toward herself-and
other changes which commanded her ten
derest sympathy-she felt that some Sc
cret trouble preyed on the mind of Bar
bara Glendon, and she would, if it were
in her power, willingly try and assuage
her sorrow.
She said not word, however, but took
the weeping girl by the hand and led her
silently into the roOm-a single look pass
ed between her and Madge Holly, as she
did so. and the latter, without word,
slipped from the room and went below to
the parlor where coteric of damsels
were crowded together, bouquet-like, over
late fashion bool; containing the newest
styles and latest plates. There was such
chattering about "Princess polonaise,"
.sChenille fringe" "box plating" strained
skirts in colors," and, "oh, amt that sty-
lish 7" and, soh, my sakes alive. amt that
dowdy2" that Madge's entrance was
scarcely noticed, except by little Miss
Grey, the pretty blonde to whom she had
taken quite fancy. which was heartily
reciprocated.
When the door closed behind Madge,
Gertrude Weldon led Barbara to a seat,
and throwing her arms about her, be-
sought her to try and control herself
which bit of advice only caused Barbara
to sob more than ever.
In little while, however. the poor girl
managed to control herself; and, wiping
her eyes. she turned to our heroine with q
sad smile, saying:
.Perhaps, you arc wondering at my
tears--but 1 could not help it-when
heard you singing paused to listen, and
strange feeling came over me, and
seemed to see home, and my mother
dead, oh, for ever so long; and scarcely
remembered where 1 was, and hardly
knew the song had ceased, or the door
opened till 1 felt your hand on mine-l
hope you will excuse me, Miss Weldoni"
Barbara arose a. she concluded-bu'
our heroine pressed her back into heI
seat. saying
"No-you don't Barbara! / have YOU
in here now, and am going TO keep yor
for a while. You have never visited m,
before-so, while you make yourself a
home, I'll make some lemonade
Barbara glanced at her beautiful fac,
with pleased delight. and looked abou
the room, daintily furnished with scor'
of nick-nacks, n nice carpet. handsome
chairs, a shelf of books--why, it looked
. like little palace, compared to the rooms
of the other girls-such were thu
thoughts that passed through the mint
of Barbara while Miss Weldon was en-
gagged in the closet decocting the lemon
ade.
In few moments II was prepared, ant
the two young ladies sat costly togethe
partaking Of glass, and chatting upol
subjects furthest from the thoughts o
either.
Barbara" exclaimed Gertrude at last
unable longer TO repress her interest II
her companion, "You seem great.
changed Of late-what Is 1t that worrie