Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1884-08-07

leaves and branches glitter like dia-
monds. A rainbow hung across the sky,
en- blem Of hope and promise, and Amy
seemed to feel the dawning Of q new
| existence.
The stranger left his card, and the
young girl could scarcely wait for the
coming of Uncle John.
At last he came, and then she told Of
the gentleman who had craved O shelter
from the storm, of his subsequent pro.
posSl, and she laid the engraved card
In his hand.
Roy Chesterfield waa the name 1t
bore, and when the old gentleman read
1t he exclaimed
"Of course, he shall come he is the
son OF my old friend and you have
been so good to your old uncle, my lit.
tie girl. that you shall have a chance to
study"
The very next day he engaged al
housekeeper then he rode over to the
village hotel.
Come, my boy" he said, laying his
hand upon Roy Chesterfield's shoulder,
- he sat in a shady nook on the hotel
piazza; leone home with me. For
your fathers sake" he pleaded, ~ Roy
hesitated. 1--WE were dear frien ds, and
l shall esteem it q great pleasure to well
come his son to my home"
And 30 1t happened that Roy Chss-
terrified was settled for the summer, in
| the little cottage.
With his fine education, be was, il he
chose, eminentIy fitted to become q tu-
| tor ana that he did 40 choose, was evil
dent, when, after long, private confer
ence with Uncle John one pleasant af.
| terIOon, the course Of instruction for
| Amy Lee was duly laid out.
An examination of the young girls
requirements showed very good
groundwork of common English then,
the prescribed course was marked and
with true enthusiasm Amy set herself
| 10 study.
Old enough to know the value of
what she was undertaking, she became
| a thorough aud conscientious scholar,
and Roy Chesterfield was delighted at
the mental vigor of bis pupil.
Music had been taken up more as a
diversion than study, for Amy, though
she might become passable performer,
would never become proficient in tn :,
art ut Roy Chesterfield was n fine
pianist, and a sweet singer, and Uncle
John allowed himself quite often 10 be
sootlied into an evening nap ; then, tu-
| tor and pupil had TO entertain each
other, ami very pleasantly passed that
long summer.
| Science and literature were the
themes, dweit upon, though Roy Chester
| field began to tire of the subjects, for
he had lost his heart TO has young pupil.
Ever since that day wheE he had seen
her sitting under the fragrant, flower
covered applu tree, she had flied his
mind and heart, and he mad Uncle
Johns consent to his wooing; bat he
would not be too precipitatA, and Amy's
whole soul was thrown in'0 her studies,
nor did she dream of her tutors feelings
toward her.
But one morning Uncle John did not
cDme down TO breakfast and when
Amy ran up 10 call him she found him
sleeping that sleep which knows no wa
king; aud then she realized that once
more she was left alone, for Uncle John
was all she had, and she bad given hin
almost daughters love.
Then came the last sad rites, and
when the funeral was over, Amy, who
was almost bewildered by the shock sat
down to think.
What could she do? She had stolen
into the pleasant east room where she
had been wont to study, and throwing
herself down into a great chair, gave
way to an uncomfortable fit of weep
ling.
Then, from the curta'ned window
, where he had been standing, Roy Ches
teriield softly crossed the room and
drew the slight form of his pupil te
, his breast ; but in an instant she spranI
from his arms and confronted him.
How dare you !" she exclaimed
as her cheeks famed and her eyes spark
lei through her tears.
Forgive me, Amy" he said, sadly
but love you SO that when saw
your borrow forgot myself / nigh,
and he sat down and bowed his head
: upon the table, while Amy, standing
there, and seeing how very real was
his penitence, how grievous his disap
pointment, suddenly forgot her anger
and became pitiful and sympathetic
Then she went and laid her small
: white hand upon her teachers shout
: der.
"Mr. Chester field" she said In he
; sweet. low voice, l never knew tina
I you cared for me 40
Never mind, Amy, he said, rails
ing his sad face, with suspicion o
a, tears in his dark eyes, an ominoul
i huskiness in his voice, 1 will go away
ut once"
:" But-but don't want you to go
can't you stay ?" she as ked, hesitating
5 ly. and her checks gre Nv red again,
though not from anger.
Amy" and Roy Chesterfield,
heart was in his tons, don't triit
a with me. cannot bear 1t, but-car
! you love me 2"
i think might ,earn," she said
archly, and then-the same pair OF arm
r CD folded her, an,i-well, she understood
u herself at last, and go she did not resen
: it for Roy Chesterfield had learned he
lesson not taught in books, q lessor
=. old, but ever new.
t To this beloved niece, Amy Lee, ani
!, to Ia il friends son, Roy Chesterfield
! John CORTLAND left his whole property
" which amounted to ten thousand dol
b. lars and by the marriage OF his heirs
/, which occurred soon afterward, divi-
3 sion ofthe fortune WAS rendered for
!, ever unnecessary.
I Letters Gran tod.
I'll Letters of administration have been
( granted by Register Biggs as follows
i. To Clayton G. Choate, On the estate o
@ the late James II. Gearey, of Middle
I Itoun E,np,a u Shilling on the cat a IA