The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-08-30

Hammersmith. There = ' -, and she vm clcoG1y vGfIe1, so r not wendezfuI int di6 not at krss soco<n <nize heE. @Mi1 Browpe! Is 1t possihle, cd aloae: Ihaxe sroun iadspendns - see,n in slightly tremulous tones. < 1S4 must let me put yup into cab. Where are you gulng " l asked, feeling hln one who dEeamfl 8
 "Home-no, no. please .s 1s took umbFella ond music-fou fpo - han1I Indeed, cannot les you TT r words were weak and faltesinK; weneured to disobey
 Drawing her hand through my arm, walked by her side in silence, for csald hear by her quiEk, irregulsr breathing thas she was ssruesling witA some psin- ful emotion
 AWhax muss you think of us?r she q. claimed q lasl-r CT sileuce? It was my faulk- Arc yea qoiss seronr aRain ?s By degees [ d1lw hsa hw thst thsy were qaiss pou nows cd fAaG she vas giving daily music 1essous in order to support herself and her father, who vas weak and i'll. and terribly altered. Quite poor indeed they were, and living in apartments, to which, by her tzytef1i ar rangemeu; of the relics that remained to them of their prosperous days. Genesisve had nevertheless managed to impart an air of refinement and elegance. It was only just in time that had found them, tor poor old Mir. Browne was, as any one could see. quite broken up, and seemed to depend entirely upon his daughter.
 She told me that when 1 had come upon them in the wood her cousin had just been refused by her, upon which he had taxed her with entertaining an affec- ton tor penniless fortune-hunter, who had been kicked out of Dalehurst as soon as her father had become aware of his presumptuous designs. Then fol- loved her indignant words, and my in. terference and sudden faint. As whole party had been picknicing there, help was not far of. and Mir. Browne would have had me carried to Daiehurst had it not been for his nephew's strenuous op. position.
 h few days afterward her father had spoken to her, and begged her to receive ane's attentions favorably. Gradually + came out that he had been speculating and was ruined, if she did not help him to retrieve his position by this marriage :: bu: this he did not tell her till they had all quilted Daiehurst for the continent, and she had again refused her cousin. From her mother she had inherited a small sum which brought her fifty pounds a year. Cpoa this pittance, and what she could make by teaching, my brave gir! had struggled to maintain herself and her father until nov.
 had not been mistaken with regard to Geneyieve's sentiments, for I won from her the confession that she had loved me from the first. So now that there was no money to come between us. asked and obtained her fathers consent to our union. We were married very quietly, but for the sake of economy. and also on account of her fathers declining health.
 Among the relics of his former grand. eur MT. Browne had retained a picture. which, in spite of everybody, he had per sisted in believing to be of great value This he presented with much sa,isfa act;on to his daughter on the occasion Of her marriage. He was getting quite childish now, and she nursed and humored him with unfailing sweetness and devotion.
 One morning on coming down into the kitchen, found her busily engaged in cleaning her fathers picture.
 "Wha. are you doing?" I asked.
 "l am trying to make this old and valuable picture look a little more decent, she replied, laughing gaily. " Poor papa has taken it into his head that do nos value it, SO am going to give It the place of honor in the dining room
 or course grumbled, for i, was realty an awful production. and equally of course, my darling coaxed me into ac- quiescence.
 :" Look here, dear." she exclaimed very suddenly. "How oddly this paint has peeled of Lere in the conerI It looks as II there were another picture underneath
 l looked carelessly a, first, then curl ously.
 So i, does, replied. and taking the cloth from her hand, carefully con unued the process till abou: four square inches had been cleaned ofE, revealing part of limb.
 My word..' exclaimed, and Gene we've must have thought me mad, for catching up the picture, hurried away with it to my studio, packed it up, tore out of the house, took cab, and in halt an hours time was excitedly watching the operations of the rcstorer to whom I had taken is.
 To make long story short, it turned out to be Coneggio which some Goth had covered with his own infamous daub. It vas sent to Christie & Mansou's and sold tor :,5oo pounds.
 MT. Browne's triumph may be easily imagined. but he would not allow tha, the money belonged to him. 1t was his dear girls dowry," he said.
 So you see you have married an heiross, after all, you mean fortune huneerV said Genevieve, with glad tears in her eyes-
 "Yes, and therefore 1 shall paint DO more pot boilers. exclaimed. ken, to this resolve, and next year l had a picture in the academy.-Cassers Mage.