The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1883-08-23
II hope Gilbert is WE'LL" said Lillian,
he color flaming holly up into her

hope Gilbert IS WE'LL" said Lillian,
the color flaming holly up into her
cheek;
Dawson. "He is going to Mexico with
my brother. Mr.. Ravenbnrn. next week
Bourne@
For Lillian had grown deadly pale ami
uttered little cry.
''1t's-its my TOOTH" she faltered. "It
has been filed, and sometimes the cold
airmakes it jump SO dreadfully! think
I'll 60 home and put little oil of pep
permint on it,"
+ And 40 Lily slipped away and cried all
the way home behind her veil.
But by the time she reached her own
little room, however, sorrow had given
place to anger.
""What have I done that he should
treat me so?" she asked herself, with in
dignant heart-beats.
And then she gathered up all his pres
ents-the bunch of withered rosebuds,
tied with the faded blue ribon. the little
agate cross, the copy of "Aldridch's Po-
ems" the peac h'stone basket that he
mad carved himseu, ana the gllttering
crystals which lie had brought her from
Diamond Island. and the two or three
little letters and notes he had written
her at one time and another,
II will send them back" she declared.
"11e may take them to Mexicoif he likes.
don't want them any longer"
BY a strange coincidence, however,
as she was setting forth to the village
postoffico with the neatly tied packet,
she met Mr.. Dawson himself. He
stopped. She stayed her footsteps also.
They both colored, celestial rosy'red.
went to Mexico!' said Miss Bourne,
hauRhtiIy.
care you?" said Gilbert Dawson, try
ing his best to appear like u statue Of
II wish to return you these things"
said Lillian. "Of course, they're of
no consequence, but thought per-
haps .yoa would like them back
again"
"Thanks!" said Gilbert. stiff1y. "Yon
were right. 1t was exactly what was
going to ask you for.,'
Its pity yon ever gave them to me,
since they meant 30 little" said Lilly,
with quivering lip.
ut is hardly worth while to discuss
that question now" observed Gilbert,
II can only hope that you will be
very happy with Squire Darlin |!
"I?" cried Lily-"with Squire Darling?
Why, what on earth have I got to DO wit.
Squire DarlingT
""Aren't you engaged to him?" asked
Gilbert.
~" echoed Lily, once again.
Lilly, don't tritie with me-" sternly
uttered Dawson. ~ am in earnest.
Have you promised to be Rufus Darling's
wife, or have you not?"
"Of course haven't" said lilly, be-
tween tears and laughter. How could
I, when he never asked me? And if he
had"
Yes" cried Gilbert. with kindling
eyes. "And if he had"
81 should have said mol" whispered
Lily.
"Why?" demanded Gilbert, i,nperi-
onsly.
Lily hung her pretty head.
Because" she Acknowledgements
don't Ike him. Because I love some
body elseW
Something there was in her look and
tone that set Gilbert Dawson's pulse to
leaping madly through his veins.
"Lilyw he cried-"my Lily-tell me
whom it is you Lowell"
And she answered, in a paroxysm of
blnsfes:
lyon, Gilbert!'
Miss Lorinda Larkins and her friend ,
were utterly amazed when they hea' d
that Gilbert and Lily were to be mar
ried as soon as Miss Peckham could get
the wet1;ng- dress ready.
"Well," Miss Lorinda c-;nd. "this
does beat all. We all s'posed, As much
as could be-, that you was to be Mrs.
Squire Darling"
"Oh, yes," said Lillian, calmly, II
heard something of that silly rulnor.
Some gossip heard me say at Mrs. Med
bury's party that I was engaged to
Squire Darling. So I was, but it was for
q Quadrille only. It's surprising how
little it takes to set the silly tongues of
Pekasset wagging!'
Miss Lorinda turned very red. She
would have liked to box Lillian Bourne'n
ears, but che dared not. All she could
gay was:
'Oh, indeed! Well, folks will talkp'