Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1883-12-15
literally all her wants, he gladly turn

cd his back upon his native land, ant
for seven long years, the places tina
knew him once, knew him no more.
! From the tiords and pine.crow ne
hill, Of Norway, to the sunny, vine
drapcd slopes of Spain, he wandered
from III" gay Russian Capital 10 merry
thought!-ss Paris ; from the classic
la nds Of Greece to the mysteries n! thu
Nile, through many scenes and clilne
he pursued his way, seeking only one
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS., until at last ,ht
sharp edge OF his pain had be"on,
blinded, and he deemed his cure com
rlrte. Then, and not tiil then, did II.
, turn his face honewards.
Twice every year during bis exile he
, had sent Caprice il letter, but sine the
day h" had placed her in Madame
! Armand care and left her sobbing i II
a perfect abandon Of childish grief at
hi, departure. he had not once seen her
From Madame he learned that his
prof@ge had developed into lovely
girl, whose voice was something mar,
v"lous AID whose mind was unusual v
/ brilliant He knew that sometime she
must leave The institution, and would
naturally look TO him TO fix her future,
but all this had seemed 80 distant that
| he never seriously considered the mat
ter. His adoption Of her had been a
within Of The moment, and after leaving
her At school he h,d very seldom re-
| memb+r'd her existence.
Almost the first news that reached
l.Omncy Travers on landing IN his
native city, was this intelligence that
his old love was again free and
more admired and cou,t4l than
yer, for now added TO her charms of
person were golden charms
Travers was glad of her freedom, for
he desired once more to cross swords
!! with her aud show her how futile all
future attempts, on her part, to pierce
bis Invisible armor would be.
He was sitting in his comfortable
study oue evening, about a month after
bis arrival, gazing medi'atirely into
the glowing CRATE, and pnrdering as to
whether II would rot be pieasanter to
spend a quiet evening at home, with
his cigar and the newest magazines, in
preference 10 attending Mrs. Clair
st. Clair's crowded reception.
There was 20 light in the room save
the warm fire Ii ut, and that danced
and fickered Oh the ceiling in grotesque
forms, and lit up the soft, rich carpet,
and the face of II lnney TraverS, whose
head was resting YEARLY against the
back Of the big lrathern chair.
He Wa. nut thir'y.eight, but already
th.re were threads of silver in the
luxuriaIt golden brown hair and
beard, and the face wore that baif.cy-
nical, hafsloomy expression that
characterizes men no have tried all
worl ly pleasures and found them
evaneacrnt.
A. the man sal there, in the tender,
dreamy glow, hts thoughts wandered
backward to the past, aud when he
thought Of all that life was TO him then,
and all that it represented now-a series
Of nonotonous days, devoid Of East OF
spark q, a horrible feeling of desolate'
ness possessed his soul
For thir'y-"ight years he had lived
among men, and how much better was
hi fellow men for hs having been
among 'hem? Was any human crra.
tire made nobler or wiser by influence
Of his had he made himself loved, how
uany would mourn for him when he
Was gone
a mighty yearning grew upon him
n yearniLg for human love and com
partnership. 1t was nature, long re-
pressed, asserting itself, and craving
the sympathy so dear 10 human beings.
a deep sigh escaped him, and ere it
hat! left his lips there was rustic Of a
silken robe and two small, gloved
hands were pressed on his eyes, and a
cool, firm cheek just touched his, and a
mrslca' Voice said; "Gues- But no,
ycu could never do thai, so mus, tell
sou, 1t is Caprice"
l.nmn"y Travers nnc.aSped tn ha"ds
that were hiding his eyes, and still
hoding them IN his, rose TO his feet and
locked inn iringly ut the girl stand
ing there so straight and lis,ome in the
tire light.
"Weil, are you sril in doubt as to
my identity % laughed the musical
voice aglin. "T own il is rather an TN
conditional way OF! calling upon you
after lapse Of seven yeas, bnt did SO
want to see yon, aud thought il would
be such fun to surprise you. Have |
You ?" she inIu red apprehen-
SiveIV.
"Why,no, my child" replied Travers,
recovering from his a'uiz 'mert aud an,
consciously drifting iu'oa very father
ly zone, ION the contrary, an quite
p.c&".d to see YOU. Let M rlng for
lights want 10 have good look at
my little Caprice.
He had been prepared to expect some.
thing more than mere pr"'t'nt,s III bis
plo'cgr, but nothing like the superb
iovrliheSs that was revealed lo him in
he light that fell II. Hoe ~ tom the
tinted globes few minutes 'atcr.
From her Italian m ,th"r she had in.
hciit"d the deiicately sensu,u. face
and rNquisitely moulded features and
fliInlb bed, dusky eye, but from her
/ ,tllrr she had received her crown Of
golden h1ss-like hair, that alone would
have made her beautiful n manners,
too, were essentially American; there
was none of that languor about her
that char. c'erizes the children of
warmer clmes. Her movements were
sprg lily and graceful, and there was a
hre ~ freshness lowering round her
that carried animation and charm
wherever she went.
CONCLUSION ON MONDAY.