Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1883-12-12
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Tome iirLcr. Bcryl"
StUyyesant Nutwood spoke in kindly tones to
Ii daughter. and vet the girl noticed, or i'm
agjuej that she did a slight tremor in his
voice, but thinking it was due to the inyolun-
taEy Iocselju- of his false teeth gave the mat
Ter no further attention. She crossed the room
10 where her father was sitting in his great
armchair beside the window. and as the sun
light from the western sky Strcamed in upon
him. falling like golden benedctiOn over the
gray head and seeming 70 smooth away the
wrinkles III the rugged honest face She felt
how blessed indeed she was to have so kind and
loving l1rent-One whose only ambition was
II make her life peaceful and happy. and see
tina, care aad sorrow We're ever warLied from
he by Wdtclfui eyes and strong arms Twenty
yesir> before. when Beryl's mother was diving,
She Lad placed the little baby-grI. whose en-
traECs into this world had been the causp of
her death in StuyveSant NutWOod's arms, and
there. with the icy breath of death upon her
brow, had asked him to guard the young life
trLd-.riy. to Shield it from harm, and he had
F-nia Sed that through his act no sorrow should
ever cloud their daughters lie.
Ms StUyyeSant then died.
A,.t 80 BcTyl had grown up on her fathers
fdrrs almost without society but not without
cdr ton. for every year she had attended the
seminary at Acgrnyille. four miles away and In
her eighteenth year had graduated with all the
hOGorS and a pcTcale dress. And then she had
goH" back To the farm again. but somehow her
De there was not Is satisfactory "a before In
IFite Of all her fathers kindness and the moth
PITY care Of Aunt Ruth Higgins a widowed
ss'"F OF her father. who had been his house
Keeper foE fifteen years there We're times when
beryJ ieit sense of e1nslti mixed with an indie
Enable feeling OF reStlcSSnCSS that would cause
her II wander aimlessly around the place in a
reTerie until recalled to the things of this world
oy stepping on her ankle. But though she
str1ve TO conceal even from herself the real
cause of this feeling her heart would ever and
anon give great throbas shethought of Rupert
HOilinGswOrth. a young man with whom she
had become acquainted while attending the
seminary, and who was now struggling law
Yer in western town. There had been no words
Oi i"Ve between them, but on the day Rupert
graduated they had met for the last time and
standing beneath the shade of a grand old oak
that Cardedthe entrance to the college campus
Rupert had taken BeryIs hand in his and said
L. her. while his darh-brown eyes seemed look
H. into her very soul: You will not forget Inc
entirely, Miss StuyVesant:"
Il shall never forget YOU" she replied with
grave e;traeStncSS. ''aS long as live"
He had once stepped on her corn.
Een Beryl had crossed the room her father
E'i!onyd her to seat by his side and as she
eUt';Ic' up coZily on a hdssOck and placing her
a. a. upon her knees. looked mp in his face with
wondering expression in her great blue eyes
Stuyycsaut NutwOGi felt q great thrill of Sor-
row IN The knowledge that one day this beau
tifUl GIRL with all her wealth of love and bando-
line would leave him foTever-go out into the
WOIid "a tie wife of one whose every smile
would be to her a mUIsel of JOY. whose every
loving word a source of sweet comment
Il have received q letter from Rupert Hol-
Ellsworth Berry" he said
Tie Li-l gave a sudden start. and a wave of
CRIMSON swept over the pure sweet face but
So did not speak.
Can YOU not guess he continued. ''what
The PurpOrt OF this letter ISL
Bcryl could no longer look in her father'sfIca
So hurT full we'll Why Rupert Holliugsworth
L''a written His frank. honest nature and the
broad culture Of his mind caused him to take
sug'i 4 hIJ.t iei'y view Of duty that he would
not even address the one whom he loved most
dearly aGd to win whose heart was the e,raat
and OyerpOWering ambition Of his life untiI IN,
had first gained her fathers consent To such ar
ton He lad gone away only two years before
In al the v'gor OF his glad manhood and his
Splendid talents had gained for him success
whore others had failed. And now. crowned
with the laurel wreath of victory he had writ
ten To her father for permission to urge his suit
with her She knew 81. this full Well and vet
when her father asked her the question TO which
her heart Lad already given answer she did not
reply.
You could never guess. little one" said
Stuyyesaat NutwoOd, a merry twinkle In his
eHr-, why Rupert has written Do you think
You coud:'
But / viii tell You" he continued be
cause You two We're at college together Still.
perhaps lad better be sllent'-and again the
4au2hiHg light came into her fathers ewes
Tel, ne. papa" whispered Beryl no longer
ab!e 70 conceal her eagerness, why he has
wr!tten:"
He wants something" was the reply s:Can
You not guess what il isl
livery fiber Of BeryTs being is throbbinp with
expectancy now. The sun has passed from
sight, and great bands Of ROSY light that
stream up from below the horizons rim cast a
strange halo over the silent earth Beryl feels
the solemn influences OF the twilight hour but
no word comes from her lips.
Tan you not guess" repeats her father,
what Rupert HollingswOrth desires?"
For all instant she does not reply. To ans
wcr the question IN the affirmative would seem
bold and forward, and yet can she deny. even
To herself, knowledge OF what Rupert de-
siresf SO she simply says to her father: Tell
he what be wants"
Bending tenderly over his daughter stuyve-
SAINT NutwOOd whispers with infinite path0s in
her ear: Twenty-Five dollars to get home
with"
Elevated, bu! Not i'm the Right Way.
From tie Nm YOra Tribune
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