The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-08-02
HE LOVED HER.

Would you believe tha, man capable of hayboring a tender sen,iment:" asked my friend Stirling, as we stopped for a momen, near the Chamber of Com merce.
 "Who. Old John knowlsoa 2. said I, incredulously following Stirling $ cautious glance.
 "Yes; ard in spite of ,ha, skep,ical smile on your face can convince you that knowlson was no, alrays the grim cynic he now is"
 It's worth the effort and d glass of wine, if you don't object. cried, leading Stirling into a quiet place, where. free from inquisit;ve eyes and ears. we felt safe to gossip about the millionaire.
 Here's to old kuowlson's millions . and touched S,irling's glass.
 Here's to the memory of Fanny-le, us drink i, standing" replied my friend in a low and thoughtful tone.
 Il beg your pardon, Stirling l didn', suppose that you were
 "Oh, there's nothing of that, my boy my heart was never touched in that direc- sion. But," and his voice grew tender, knew the girl"
 And so 1t came about that the romance of knowlson's life was made known to me as relate 1t here
 '' The village of Chester was noted for its pretty girls" Stirling began, "and fairest of them al! was Fanny Marvin Her figure had that sensuous buoyancy which comes from perfect health and Grecian blood, for on her mothers side Fanny traced her origin to those people of ancient luxury. Her features con hrmed this claim her eyes were of that liquid brown which fash from tenderness to passion with instant swiftness her hair was dark, but rich with hidden ligh, : the lines from bus, to throa. and throat to chin were perfect in their harmony and through the transparent, sof,ness of her skin the color came and wen, as if Il loved to make her beautiful.
 The knowlsons were among the old est families of Chester, but misfortune overlook them in ,h. panic oi rSs7. johns father failed in business. and one day his lifeless body was brough, home
 ohn was the elder son. On him naturally devolved the task of caring for the mother. The younger son, Robert, did not even think of assuming his share of the work. An uncle, living in Chicago, offered Jim clerkship in his bank, and SO 1t came about tha, John resolved to ]go out west
 '' It sounds amusing nowadays to speak ot Chicago as out west. bu; in those times, at Chester, this city was regarded as very distant point.
 or course John had fallen ia love with Fanny Marvin. and his affection for her was not the common incidcn, of youth. It was passion.
 Strong, calm, and self-contained, John had developed into manhood at an age when most boy, are but children in their thoughts and impulses He never took life lightly. Love came into his heart with full intensity.
 But Robert was the opposite type in every phase and feature Gay, bright wi,ted, needless of others. bent on plea sure for himself alone, he was incap able of seriousness.
 When John decided to leave the old home his first thought was of Fanny. He had never spoken to her of love. for there was no diplomacy in his nature: and when the loss of fortune came the gossips were as busy with her name as with his. In regret or gloating at her prospective change, according as friendship or envy dictated. All pitied him.
 The day on which John came to his decision regarding his unole's offer there was merry-making in the grove, were all the young folks were enjoying the simple pleasures of that rural life.
 ". am going away, Fanny John said to her as they were seated in quiet spot on the border of the lake.
 Away-from Chestery
 Yes, there is nothing left for me to do in this dull place, and l must earn my living now. shall go west
 |" A king6shei flashed by them with a shrill note of surprise. A partridge whined into the brush.
 "'The place is dsll ? and Fanny's voice had something of the tone oi mis- chief that made her usually so gay.
 " mean dull for business.' said John quickly. It would be downright wicked ness to call it dull in any other sense.'
 ." l suppose SO. said Fanny, casting a keen glance in his face the village is never dull, only the people in it.
 There is one person here who isn't afflicted in that way he said, whipping the ground idly with the stick he carried.
 a.Yes-Robert!' ' laughed Fanny.
 RobertF john rose to his feet.
 .si am sure no one ever saw him when he vas not happy
 "Y You are right. Robert is always h.geY' 2gg}: n,..a . .,., =, added:
 atI hops he vill never be otherwiss.'
 "s There's no danger ot his becoming dull, q all events,' said Fanny, with | tinee of malice h her voice.
 Do you mean that there is danger of my bsenning so!s
 dhn's tall tosn seemed larger as he stnod befnEe her.
 "sNot uhen you try to please said Fanny sofsiy.
 2 1s 1.Ae harder try the less accomp- 6sh,' John vent on hastily. sThere is Oaly oue posSon in the world care to