The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1883-07-14
CHAPTER XI.-CoNTINUEp.


His wedding tour!'' Mr.. Killuth
to more than his usual energy, more
than his usual interest, in a
matter which did not pertain to his own
individual comfort. Something of a
sybarite he had always been, and sell
tishness had grown upon him with adj
vancing years: without knowing
why, l feel as if you were throwing
away your life, Launt, as your father
threw his away before you. / don't
know why l am so preiudiced against
that girl, unless it is through that un-
accountable resemblance she bears to
La June. Stranger than strange, in
Rose Sangerfords' daughter"
Stranger still, she resembles her
moth-Mrs. Oiphant. Those two did
not look alike, did they?n
Not at all-not in the slightest de-
gree"
Then your Imagination is at fault"
said Launt, lightly. "Come down to
Shoreden; they have taken place
there for the hot months. Remember
that you only saw Dana with sea-dis-
tempered eyes. Come down and take
a farer opinion of my choice 1t will
do the old madame's heart good to
know that you approve of her."
IN go" promised Killuth, to re-
pent the promise as soon as the magnet
izing effect of the young mani presence
wore away.
Launt himself was all impatience to
be off To be absent from the object of
his alteration was trial to this ardent
sutton, and on the afternoon of the third
day after this he took the train for the
seaside village where the ELEPHANTS were
choosing to pass the summer in retire
ment. Entering the depot he found
himself Unexpectedly face to face with
Gordon Marquis.
"Leavingp" he asked, as the two
shook hands.
Going to the seaside, but not to your
haven" Mr.. Marquis answered. II
couldn't quite stand that. You know
that the portrait stands over until
more favorable timep"
Mr. Harrington knew very little about
1t. He only knew that he had been
sorely jealous of this blonde artist once
upon time, and that the artist had
disappeared after his own accession to
favor
do you travel my way?" he asked.
mo, take the other line. Give my
regards to the cousin. The flashing
AleXia is hardly my style, but still
80 The dahlia that grows
Reside the rose
Has borrowed sweetness of her.
, II one denies
And the other vies-
what can do but love her?'
1.-THE sentiment is better than the no.
etry, fancy, but if it fits the case, what
does it matterP'
g If it does fit the case he is more of
q c0Xcomb than l think him." Launt
said to himself. With the happy dispo-
sition that can be off withthe old love and
ON with the new at an hours notice he
had no sympathy whatever Measur-
ing Gordon Marquis from the stand
point Of his own feelings, he pitied him
most profoundly. IF l had lost her
what would life be to meP" he asked
himself, and somehow a CHASTITY fancy
came floating through his mind. His
father had killed himself for the love of
woman, and had not Killuth told him a
hundred times he was like his father.
Could he live if he lost Dana, nowP
Happily, the fear of losing her was a
thing of the past.
Lost in his own thoughts, a touch on
his shoulder, his name spoken, made
him look up with a start to behold
Harmon Quest.
Bound, rs l am, to Shoreden, Mr..
Farringtonp The family are there,
understand. As go on business, for
day only, wouldn't like to miss Mr..
Oliphant."
HE is there" answered Launt.
"Have you entered upon that search
you were speaking of, Mr.. Quest?'
''For an heir to the France inherit
ance? Yes"
with what success?"
"Small enough, but one don't ex-
pect immediate results after such
lapse of time"
/" Perhaps can give you clue which
will aid you. His wife died, but little
more than year after he was executed,