The Butler weekly times., 1884-04-30

yerscroft only four days, but the time
seemed to be much longer-indeed the life
| that lay behind was almost forgotten. lie
did not think of the future. The present
| was so full of dazzling light to him that
he could not take his eyes from it.
LORD Audley was delighted with his
visitor that he urged Vane to spend anoth-
er week at Ulverscroft; and 10 the young
engineer it seemed as though an eternity
of bliss were enrolled before him. With
the glowing warmth Of the sunlight of love
in his heart, he did not stop to count the
cost. He knew only one thing, and it was
that he worshipped Lady Liiias. 1t was
as foolish as if he had wished to WOO the
moon and the stars. She was quite as far
out of his reach and as far above him
Even to himself he dared not say that he
worshipped her; but his heart and the
strength of his manhood had gone from
him. Away from her all was blank, dull,
and desolate. In the sunlight of her pres
ence all was of the brightest and falrest.
How he managed his work was q puzzle
to him. He found himself compelled to
rise early in the morning and get through
it before he saw her. If he caught but one
glimpse of her, if he heard only the sound
of her voice, the blood coursed wildly
through his veins.
Certainly fate was good to him. He met
her always at the breakfast-table; and
til he parted from her at night. He had
noticed her great love for flowers, and he
rose an hour earlier that he might get the
most fragrant for her. At first the proud
young beauty did not know who it was
laid the bouquet every morning by her
plate. On the first day she hardly noticed
the tiowers-touched them, and then for
got them. On the second day she raised
them and looked round haIf-inuuiringly.
The same evening she was in the COLI
servatory, and found Nane there reading.
They began to talk about flowers and their
names.
"Do you believe" )" said Lady Lilias, 'sthat
the character Of people can be known by
the flowers they love bcst;''
$40, do not,' he returned-.'for this
reason, that, out of twenty people, eighteen
would prefer the rose or the lily; and
eighteen characters can never be alike
1t seems to me no criterion whateVcr.-
What is your faNorlte Hover Lady Lii
las"
They had grown more familiar with each
other, and frankly discussed each Others
likes and di>likc>. she answered him
readily
..According To you, /, being one OF TWEEN
ty, should say, The lily or 'rhe rose:
but it is neither. | love the dnphuc best;
and think lhe word 'dap.ine' j. "nc OF
the most beau,iiul and poetic in tlIr lun-
suasc. .hyacintn' ranks NEXT; but
daphne sets oil drcaBIng.
Tnc next moruin. the bouqur, waiting
for her was mace up euttrr.! IpscI! i...-
grant Wilitt uApnne>. tue Ilue>t -In t...t
ever seen. Then She knew from y u.u I..,.
daily Offering came. She ioohcu from t..t:
flowers to the handsome face 80 ..nAi"U~.y
watching her. N.tue SAW Il vTiIn>u.i .l..>II
rise from the beautiful diHpIe,i chi. -
the dead-gold hair, and his iic..rt uy,..
it had never done before. Iier eyes ,.ruup-
ed from his, and something tc4sticr ..tia
loving came into the exquisite lace. IL
seemed to him rs though the roou >Nt.l
round him.
She was kinder to him than TO any one
else; she talked to him, and their con. er-
sation was always interesting. lie nad
lived in world of which she Knew notn-
ing and desired to know something. and
she was interested iu every detail. Sac
hardly knew herself how much time she
spent in talking to him, and would have
looked up in naughty surprise had amy one
mentioned it to her.
One morning she rose earlier than usual,
and, ON going out on the western terrace
for breath OF the sweet morning air, >ne
SAW him sitting at the farther end, wnere
the passion-ho~ers grew. His face WAS
turned towards the river, which looked
golden in the morning sunlight. She WAS
struck with the genius and passion wh.cn
made it SO different from ordinary faces,
with its innate nobility and Refinement,
with the proud carriage OF tie head, and
the erect graceful ngure.
NO one can ever mistake a geutIeman,"
she said to herself. "uow different are
that face ami figure from the faces and
figures of the sons of the soif.'
She saw something too in the expression
nf face "a ti,-n ed t..sr
ing TO him, and sent her indoors mItu
burning cheeks and ! beating heart. Inc
bouquet that waited for her that morning
were composed OF the sweet flowers that
poets call Notwithstanding"
Papa" said Lady Lilias. as She sat
with Lord Audley in the library. ..haye |
You ever noticed what very handsome !
face Mr.. Wharf i}a>:''
The Earl looked up quickly.
..ies; it has often struck me-" he e |
piled Ii is not only handsome but dis !
tinsuished. He comes Of i good family. | |
should Imagine. You would not find such |
a face Is that among the crowd. The Vi !
oarIs are good family, believe, with no /
thinS very particular about them. Tais !
Young man i> only an adopted son of Sir !
Raves. !ou remember
''le>: but he must be i Wharf too
most likely i nephew. : he has the same |
nanir- lie is very unlike the men one gen
eraii: meets"
''Ay dear. he is genius. 1t IS in that
that he differs frosn otAer>. In the course
oi my lie l have met hundreds OF yuua-
nen. but never like him. lie n = a
poets soui. as we'll as tue keen Intelligence
oi .'si>ine>s man; he Is \ strange alN.trr.
L a0.iIe nln so mulch that have a real |
anr~i,on Tor him. The day will COME