Seattle daily post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, W.T. [Wash.]) 1881-1888, 1884-08-03

n s.coud time. You are going g. make
A fool Of yourself. Artt ur Asstin
doesn't love you; us your money he
wants"
Thus spoke Aunt Margaret, prim and
grim. behind her inevitable knitting
needles. Her niece. SybeIls R1fhvrn,
a young widow. looked at her indie-
WHY, auntie," she said. how
nanohty of you. And have | no charms
that lover should Mt be possible 10
me?' -
"But can't you compare this man
Yourself with poor, dear Reginald, who
would do anything 10 make yoa happy
I'd rather live on the memory OF saeh
love than take a pretense OF love NE
this. why, your Arth1r Austin Is roo
selfish to love any one but himself ana
though, of course, first love 81 IN Is apar'
and you can't have Reginald back again
only be- sensible for moment and con-
trast Mr.. Austin with tnsfDen you nave
refused that fair-baired srtist-thAt
merry, good hearted German, with rec
mouth Just made for kissin2-and ola
Mr.. Bell, Who. If he was ~, vorshippeo
the ground you trod upon tell you
there's neither sentiment nor passion III
Arthur Austin. He IL al ertraVa9ani
fellow, and he il lazy, too. lie happened
to nave the kind of looks YOU Ike anu
40 Won We been silly enough - turn your
back upon good men and hold out your
arms to him.
"Oh. auntie! any one would think
did the counting" said the little WIDOW
"Hold out my arms, indeed.
ats all the same thing, replied tue
elder lady. "You dropped iHto hrs arms
like ripe apple when ms held them ont'
and it's dreadful TO me 20 see you e1-
pecting so much when you II get so iittle.
A gay honeymoon, perhaps. After tnat,
neglect, the pangs Of jealousy - with
good reason, too. no doubt-and bitter
lifelong regret
"Auntie, dear, love him" said Sy,
bella. 81 Used TO say no woman couid
love twice, but this second affection Is
very strong, and AS sweet as II we're
sixteen again. trust dear Arthur thor
ouehly. IL / had not penny In the
world should be even dearer 10 him;
He has often said he wished that Lad
not. But I'll not be angry with you,
auntie. only I'll test hin; I'll prove ninl:
You shall own how generous ne Is, and
how fond Of me-"
i Trust hAlu bAu OlA Ahoyt
don't believe it; and. besides, you
are already having your wedding dress
made"
But Mrs. Ruthven, as she kissed her
amt good. night, vowed that the test
should be msde.
"He will forgive me when / tell him
ALI" she said, Aunt Margaret il 50
good that cannot bear she SHOULD not
GOOD PfhnF "A alaf,
Dear Arthur
Then she ran up stairs and, opening
the iocket in which she carried his por-
trait, kissed it many times, thinking
those thoughts that dill the heart OF any
loving woman who il promised ride.
and which are 30 pre- aud holy that
while they move her she is better wo-
man for them.
Great grief had come to SJbella when
her young husband was tora from her.
aud she WAS very wr9tched for some
years; bat the wound had healed at last,
and then Arthur Austin had come into
her life, suiting her 80 perfectly and
realizing every dream of what msu
should be. Often she wondered how II
was that she should ever be SO happy
again.
Doubt himl All. sine would not dare
to doubt him. But Aunt Margaret
should be satisfied.
"You are looking very grave, my
DEAR" said Arthur, as they sat together
one evening.
"A little, perhaps," she replied. "
have been worried about something.
don't know exactly how to explain IL
But when banks fail, people VINO have
their money in them must suffer, yor
know; and you've read OF the failure OF
the Cosmopolitan Bank todayT
YES" no said. "You had your mo
ney thereS'
IF had not. would 1t trouble III,
tina. IL should fail2" she asked. e 10 b,
sure, ! have a little beside, but Auu-
Margaret and old Uncle Reuben musi
have home, you know, and | suppos'
shall have about 500 year over al
expenses. You'll not have rich wife
Arlhur. after all"
He paused moment, then answered
huskily:
ut shall be INV pride and pleasure to
see that you want nothing. Sybeila.
am almost glad you have become poor
for that reason"
nbu uc hln6cd hNA anu ANbtliR WIS
happy, but ashamed of herself for put.
ting him to the test.
"You see be is all | Thought him
auntie." che said to Aunt Margaret,
when he was gone. 4" shall tell him all
tomorrow"
NO." said Aunt Margaret; "wait a
Sybella."
So Sybella waited, and Aunt Margaret,
watching, saw the signs she waited for,
though this loving woman had as vet no
suspicion of the truth.
Four days had passed.
Ii was bright day, aud there was to
be a pleasant picnic party that after
noon. Sybella aud hsr oetrothsd were
among them. They were all old friends
and Mrs. Ruthven was in her gayest
mood and chatted nserrily with all-per-
haps little more with shy young Eel
low of eighteen, who WAS in the compa-
ny, than with any other, because Of his
youth and shyness.
Arthur Austin bad begun the day in
his usual god spirits; but as il went on
he grew gloomier and eloomier. and at
last relapsed into perfect silence. In
tosh 0to us pt4 IntUtd cuuthNuk 10 CUeef
him. de scarcely spoke 10 or looked al
her, and AZ last his manner began 20
have effect Upon the whole party. Oae
after another grew dismal, and the re-
turn home Was as solemn as a funeral
procession.
AZ Sybella's door Austin lifted his hat
coldly and bade her good evening with
eut even pressure OF the hand.
You are coming in, Arthur" said
she. softly.
No." he answered.
Are you ili?"
AT that he turned sharply 10 her and
said, loudly:
No, am not III. am not blind
that 10 all; nor deaf. either. have
watched and listened today TO my cost.
Good evening"
What did he mean, auntT'' cried
Sybells, when the door had closed on
hun. W hat has been donep I saw
nsthing."
He Is pretending 10 be jealous OF
young Mordaunt," said Aunt Margaret,
quietly. "Syt ella, have courage. He
means TO quarrel and break il OF with
You. now that he thinks you penniless
Tell him the truth, and be viii saon re-
cover from his jealousy. Keep 10 &c
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