Daily Republican., 1884-01-19

wick was an invalid. Her slight colo
had developed into pneumonia aud sh'
had spent the long winter at home 1
patient sufferer. Harvey Clifton had
been . devoted friend nay more, h.
had been tender lover. Not day
passed without some dainty token OF
his love finding It's way to Mazie's
home. As soon as her strength per
mitted 1t, he became daily visitor,
and his secret was . secret no longer,
and Maize knew he loved her.
at 10 hard for you, dear Harvey"
she said one day, Ito have 70 spend
your time with an invalid. when you
might be having 10 much pleasure with
some one else
"Don't talk that way, darling, you
know am happier by your side than l
could be anywhere else in all the world.
If you only live to love me, shall be
the proudest and happiest Of men,"
And she believed him and was happy
\ too.
As the summer passed Mazie's health
grew better, and by October she was
able once again ts take her place in
active life. Her class in the Mission
was again gladdened by their teacher +
presence.
In November there came from dis
tant State q young lady to be a guest in
Mazie's home. Linda Worrall was a
beautiful blonde, whose dark blue,
SOULFUL eyes seemed formed to work
mischief and pierce mems hearts. She
was intelligent and fascinating as well
as beautiful, and one could See at a
glance she WAS spoiled darling OF
Fortune, whose rst thought was self
| She did not mean to be unkind, yet she
often wounded her best friends by her
utter lack of consideration for them.
Her friends understood her and forgave.
Strangers were fascinated at first, then
grew distrustful, but Maize Fenwick
saw no fault, feared no harm. Linda
was her guest and she was untiring in
her efforts to make Linda happy and
enjoy her visit.
Harvey Clifton soon made Linda
acquaintance. Maize, in her perfect
faith in her love and confidence In her
friend, left them together whenever she
could even urged Harvey to pay Miss
Worrall all possible attention, little
dreaming time was near when he
would need no urging. Maize insisted
OH Lindas remaining with her until
after Christmas, and at last Linda
yielded to her entreaties and stay cd
with her.
Again 1t was the joyous holiday sea.
son /; again WAS a merry group gather.
Ell In the cd mission room. This time
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tree, and strangely did it happen that
Harvey Clifton was her assistant
May ! trouble you 10 steady the
ladder for me, Mr.. Clifton ?" asked
Miss Worrall.
mo trouble at all, Miss Worrall, but
| count 1t the chief pleasure of my OK
istence to be near you. | would will
ingly spend my life in your service
May Linda, darling"
Hnsh," said Miss Worrall her face
dyed in crimson Pushes, some on,
will hear you. Hand me that butterfly
please"
And some one had heard.
Maize Fenwick was tying evergreen
In a corner near by, and had heard hel
false lovers words to the girl she haC
thought her dearest friends. She ut
tered no cry, but Il death like pallo
overspread her face. Her friends saw
the change, but she told them nothing
"rm tired, she said simply, "yo,
know I'm not strong yet, and sh'
made feeble attempt to smile.
But in hat hour all the brightness o
her life went out Her love untrue
her dearest friend false
May the kind Father above Civ
me strength, was her prayer.
| And Harvey Clifton: what Of him
Did he remember his sOliiOluy of on
short year before when he 80 despise'
man who did not know his owl
mind ? Let us hope that both he an'
Linda Worrall found in their future,
Lust reward for their cruelty an,
treachery To one who had been the dear
est friend of both.