The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1883-08-11

you-separated from YOU, with thou
sands OF miles between us-I became
impatient to see you. Your dear
East" had no charm for me. Ilonged
for your lonely ranch; 1 reasoned with
myself many times but it was of no use
I realized that l loved you; 1 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 little chill lara shiv-
cred; from excitement, though, more
than cold.
"Have you nothing to say to meP Is
my case then so hopeless one?" asked
William Storey, taking one of the young
girls hands in his and looking gravely
in her face.
''Will you not be sorry some day for
this! Are you quite sure it is love, not
pity, you feel for me? lara ventured,
TREMENDOUSLY.
81 Shall never be sorry-I love you!
Pity would not cause me to ask YOU to
be my wife. All want to make me as
perfectly happy as one can be in this
world is your love. Can you-will you
learn to love me. Zara?"
81 do love your
The sunset glow faded; the stars
cleaned out; great, yellow moon rose
over the eastern hills, and flooded the
valley with brilliant light.
When Mr. Josslyn returned home he
was considerably surprised. There was
no supper ready; the fire in the ''bes
room" was not Lit, as it was wont to bt
these cool fall evenings; the front door
stood wide open, and lara usually
prudent Zarawas sitting on the steps
bare-headed, utterly regardless of the
night air. talking very earnestly to
William Storey!
Only one short year, yet what a
change it had made in Zara's young
life! No longer, when she looked from
her window, did she see desolate,
bleak, sage-grown plains, belted by
snow-crowned mountains. A mos
lovely flower-garden, framed in by
meadow-lands, yellow with golden rod,
through which ran a clear little brook,
and bounded by blue, wooded hills il
the distance, met her delighted eye.
How very happy she was!
Almost year had she been William
Storeys wife; almost q year since the
quiet little wedding at Bohemian had
taken place, and she had left the great
Territory-the wild ''new far-West''-
forever. She was in Laurel now,
her old home, bought for her by her
husband shortly after their arrival East
She had been welcomed cordially by
William Storey's people and has spent
many pleasant weeks with them in the
quaint gray-stone homestead on the
Hudson.
But in Laurel she was the happiest.
day. For hours she would lie in the
hammock simply gazing up at the
naples and elms above her, so thankful
to see trees once more.
William Storey was inexpressibly
touched by her childish joy over things
that he had hardly given thought to
during his entire lifetime. Through
! her he learned to notice much that was
beautiful which had hitherto been I'M
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Soon Zara's father was coming to
her; that was another pleasure in store
for her. The sheep-quite q numerous
I fo,--- -------wero 10 be left with com
! petent herder, Mr.. Josslyn having
everything arranged to his satisfaction.
The fortune predicted by lara in her
girlish enthusiasm had not quite been
realized as yet, but Mr.. Josslyn was by
no means poor man any longer and
was heard often to assert triumphantly,,
that ga sheep ranch is certainly pay
ing investment if well managed" The
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