The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1884-07-09

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Matters did not progress 50 IA.
yorably betweenthe young people.
however.
Day after day, at the spring
Nellie saw Frank castlenan ap
patenlly absorbed in the society ol
ahaughty, datk.oyed girl from The
village.
The vision. Of this proud beauty
reigning asqueen, at some future
day, in her beloved home, while
she, her mother and brother, drain.
ed out a barren existence else.
where, gave her every action tow.
ard the young man a tingeof cold
ness.
WhenMr, Castleman grew strong
er he came every day tothe Loomis
tent. He observed Nellie's uni
form cheerfulness, her industry,
her economies, and he was never
wearied Of Watching her swift,
ibhdlike movements
mo porridgo for your mothefa''
heasked one night when he had
remained for ten. @Why, how is
that, little girl2"
II am sorry | have none for
either her or you, but-we have
nothing to prepare it in"
"Bless my lifeI No saucepanl
Why did you not'speak Of it long
ago2"
The next morning u new sauce.
pan was set inside the tent door.
Ttwasad addressed to Nellie, land, re
moving the cover, she found within
a thick paper marked: Medicine
for your mother"
"oh, mamma, do open it quick;
curiosity has taken complete
possession Of me-"
"Why, Nellie, said her mother,
in a choked voice, "it is a deed to
ourold home, given in Mr.. Castle.
mans name. What does it mean,
my childR"
"Abl l know, l know, she CITED,
beside herself with happiness; "and
OIL am so glad"
She could scarcely make expla.
nation to her mother for the
exuberance other joy.
Her face was radiant when she
returned from her visit of thanks
to Mr.. Castleman.
"He was so kind, mamma, aud
when kissed him he kissed me
back again"
The days that followed were
golden ones to Nellie. 1t seemed
that the sun had never sent down
such soft, life.giving rays before,
and it wasa wonderful moon that
flooded the valley with its radiance
through the long summer nights.
The dark.eSed girl who had
haunted her vision, both real and
fancied, for SO long, had gone on a
tour in the mountains. A little
pang still thrilled her heart at any
remembrance of her, but that, she
explained to herself, was but the
result Of former habit.
Her coIdness toward Frank Gas.
tleman diminished in y marked
degree as the days sped on, but
there was an intangible barrier
between them yet.
The two invalids grew stronger
every day, and now that Mr.. Gas.
lleman's horses and carriage had
arrived, they, with Frank and Mel
lie, took long trips to Glen Eyrie,
Cheyenne Canyon, Monument Park
aud other points Of interest.
One day Nellie was sent on a
pressing errand to Colorado
Springs, and Frank accompanied
her, as usual, as driver.
As they returned across the mesa
Gable land) the sun was throwing
its last, slanting beams on the Gar.
den Of the Gods, which Law in
beauty beneath them.
"Ialways supposed, said Frank,
laughing, "that tulips (twO lips),
lady fingers, heartsease and all
such flowers bloomed in the Gar.
den Of the Gods. Did not youf
Hope | shall yet find them, I'm
sure"
al doubt if you will" replied
Nellie a bright red staining the
ivory other cheeks,
Whereupon ensued a conversa
tion Of such absorbing interest that
a full hour had elapsed ere they
had rcached the "Balancing Rock
u shall never forget" said
Nellie, irrelevantly, "that it was
here we found that dear little