Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1884-03-27
LOVES FRUITION.

Two girls were looking over II pho
tograph album. The faces so near to-
gethcr was striking contrast, for,
while Nita Danvcrs was dark, with Il
brilliant colOring, her friend Beth was
very fair.
To look at Beth one would mmcdi-
atcly imagine home shut away from
the distractions of the world of fashion,
and hours spcntin in doing deeds of char
ity.
But it would be Il mistake, for al
though no more charitable heart ever
occupied Il maidcn's breast. Beth had
left home of luxury and elegance to
visit her favOritc school friend. and,
though by no means frivolous. shall
low girl, was one of society's brightest
ornaments, winning, by her charm and
intelligence, the palm from her more
Snowy, vivacious sisters.
Upon the open page before them was
pictured mans handsome face, with
features regular and dcnoting high
character.
Beth exclaimed, in pleased admira-
tion: $50 that is Mr.. Hcith, your
brother Roberts friend? What n
Splended face!-how glad am that
shall meet and know him What Il
contrast to the dapper youths of whom
your set-begging your pardon, Nita
seems to be rather largely COM
posed
Nita laughed little, then pouted.
"You are not complimentary, Miss
Ellis; but don traise your anticipations
too high. His face is handsome, I'll
admit; but"
Just then loud call from the hall
below, in Robert Danvcrs' voice, inter-
rupted Nita's sentence, and without
waiting to finish it she ran to the door.
Carriage ready, sis! You'd better
hurry-you know Prince doesn't stand
very WE'LL
A short while later the two girls,
seated beside Mr.. Danvcrs in his
stylish equipage, were whirling along
the wide road at Il pace that made
Nitas cheeks glow and brought even Il
tinge of delicate color to Beth's unusu-
ally pale face.
She was dressed all in seal brown
and the dark lace was cminently be-
coming to her pure complexion and
ilaxion hair.
As they drove a carriage containing
one gentleman passed them.
Robert lifted his hat, while Nita
bowed, and Beth, raising her brown
eyes interestedly to his face, saw in
life the original of the picture she had
admired so much.
"a perfect Apollo"' she thought to
herself.
From that time out Roberts theme
was his friend, the perfection and no.
bility of his character, his benevolcncc,
and so on. To all of which Beth list
cned without comment; but Nita broke
in every now and then with some ban
tering remarks, until at length Robert
was obliged to turn the conversation
into channels more agreeable to his
lively sister.
That evening the bell rings and the
servant brings in to the young ladies
Mr.. Heith's card.
As they enter the drawing room,
Nita little in advance, Beth is con-
scious of sense of overwhelming sur
prise and pity, for the tall form that
rises to meet them does so with the aid
of crutches. That, then, is what Nita
meant.
With an effort she composed her
face, that is always so ready to trans
late her emotions, and performs her
part in the introduction that ensucs.
But not before lie Grand Heith's keen
perceptions have seen and understood
the expression of the brown eyes that
had met his one brief instant, and had
then so quickly evaded his gaze.
II am sorry promised to come
he thinks to himself. Whenever |
break through my resolution of keep
ing only to myself | regret it. 1t will
be the last time. Everyone shrinks
from me, deformed hulk that | ami"
Thus for few moments bitter
thoughts throng through his mind;
but they are dissipatcd ere long, for.
with her eXquitite tact and irresistible
charm, Beth soon brings to him forget
fulness OF aught save herself
She fascinates without any intention
of so doing, simply because she cannot
help it; and she has conceived more
than ordinary liking and sympathy for
this noble-faced man who has been en-
dowed with so much of natures good
gifts to be deprived of one that men
prize beyond all others that str, myth
and comeliness of frame without which
mere beauty of feature counts as moth
ing.
And so Mr.. Heith's call is but pre-
ude to many others. His own home is
not far distant, and his magnificent
conservatory supplies out Of its wealth
Of bloom a daily excuse for visits
which he is never made to feel are un-
welcome.
One day, after two months have
elapsed, as he is alone with his friend
Robert in the latter's particular sane
tum, LIE Grande asks question.
"Do you consider me insane in loving
your sisters friend, Robert? Would
you advise me to try my fate and gain
or lose ALP"
Roberts reply is unhesitating
"Any girl you care for might feel
herself honored.