The Arkansaw traveler., 1883-05-12

SAY: bu, there is something very straight fora ard about him."
 You like hims" repeated Lily. screw ing up her eyes and looking intensely knowing; anything else, Fay.
 If you were moi still a bit of an lrl- valid. should answer thai very imperti- nent question by good scolding. sad Felicia. laying her hands lightly over the child's lips. As 1t is, will pass !, over, on condition rha, you do not uansgress again.
 Lily sighed. Condolences were so de lieious. she wished her sister would nos be so chary of them.
 In truth, Felicia could not have given the question any very definite answer had she wished to. The daughter of an erni- nent lawyer, whose delight was to gather in his drawing-room men of note in every calling. she had been accustomed from childhood to society of exceptionally high intellectual level. and Neville could not fail to compare unfavorably with many rising men in her fathers circle of friends. On the other hand the chords of her wo- mans admiration for manly physique and vigor, and of her mAn'sresponsiveness 1 so sincere. honestly manifested love. were both struck by Neville, whose best quail ities were his simplicity, pluck and power of devotion
 If he had only waited he might have been spared many troubled hours, but he was not sag acious enough to bide his time. and when the last day of his stay a, Brighton arrived. he blur,ed out declar- a,ion of love, which was met by a gentle rebuke and refusal.
 However. he was not so cast down as the circumstances might have warranted. for he saw tha, his error had been chiefly one of over-preeipitationl and determined to try again later on. He crossed over 10 Ireland to pay promised visit to Mr. Stcdall. and soon afterward both the Dales and the Hardons returned 10 town for Christmas.
 Felicia did no, forget her love epi- sode at Brighton, for doubt Is as persistent as hope, and it was constantly borne in upon her that she had made mistake.
 One quiet Sunday the terrible report spread like wild fire over London of an assassination in Ireland. "Murder of Mir. Neville" roared the newspaper criers up and down the reverberating streets. Gallant struggle of Mir. Frank S,edall with the murderer
 Felicia Dale was sitting with her mother and Lily when she heard the horrible words. A cry of sudden anguish burs; from her blanched lips, covering her face with her hands.
 Mrs. Dale looked al her daughter in assonishment, but Lily understood in moment, and hastily whispered an ex- plantation to her mother, who in great anxiety, led Felicia up stairs 10 her own room.
 The shock had been a terrible one. and all night long the girl lay. not restless or sobbing. but in dea,hly stupor, con- scious of nothing but ,ha, she loved Neville. and that for some indistinct. awful reason. nothing but pain could ever come of her love.
 Next morning Lily come rushing into the darkened room with morning paper in her hand. and then, as Felicia neither spoke nor moved. the quick hearted child flung her arms around her sisters neck, and cried, with happy tears in her eyes.
 Fay, darling don't be miserable. i, is all right; the first ,elegrams jumbled up the names. It is MT. Stedall who is killed. and Mir Neville who struggled with the murderer. He is only badly hurt, no, killed
 Life and color returned rapidly 10 fe- licia's face. and she sat up to read for her self the corrected account, in which Neville was praised 10 the skies for his capture of the murderer at the imminent risk of his own life. The girl gave open. vent To her happiness, too thankful at this moment to show any false shame at the remembrance of her betrayal of feel ing before her mother and Lily. with whom she knew her secre, would he safe.
 Lily. if he had been ktlled could no, have borne Il, she whispered, breaking into a sob of relief
 IL was about fortnight after this that Neville. with his arm in sling. and great scar on his forehead. entered his sisters pretty drawing-room in kenslng ton. She welcomed hin with d great demonstration of pride his prowers. and deligh; in his safety. and then began nervously:
 Frank. you kno. hadn't asked you to my musical party next Tuesday, be- cause l expected the Dales. and-and thought you would rather not meet Miss Dale. But now that you are the hero of tisS hoet, todt AOcSnAE HOdtd OC So %ofti- Inen;ed on that hope you will come. Would you find il very awkward.'
 My dear Loo" replied the brother, Fl was coming anyhow; don, fatter yourself should have stayed away merely because wasn't invited. Beside, you are quite ou, of if in supposing have the least reluctance 10 meet Miss Dale: there is nothing am more anxious to do-
 .. Really, dear boy" exclaimed Mrs. Hardon. delighted, that is an immense relief 10 me You see couldn't well put oil Miss Dale, because she has promised to sing and didn't know what to do
 Neville assured her l. was all right. and waited impa,ientiy for Tuesday evening. Al last II arrived, and at last MT. and Mrs. Dale and the Misses Dale were an- nounced Frank saw only one of the