Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1884-04-24

veins-a passion, depth, looking from
their darkness '.for life or death.
for veal or VICE. expression which
even she could not see quite unmoved.
'And you will write, and let me
write to you. dearest?" he said, at last.
Eyes, Philip; how often can one
writer"
AS often as one will; the oftener
the better. If YOU know how happy
every one of your letters will make
me."
She smiled, and there was another
pause, till Philip said: "Ah, by the
bye, L am very sorry about the ball to-
night-that you should miss it;
Miss itr' said she, looking up.
"Why? No one knows of our engage
ment, and PHILIPPINE one must know,
except those who know already"
"Whatr' he faltered.
The anxiety of a public engage
ruent with you away. in this barbarous
place, would wear me out, would al
most kill me! Indeed. Philip, it must
not be made known
GAS you will, my darling 1 would
not cause you moments anxiety for
the world"
"You will cause me plenty while
you are out in China-awfuI place!
But don't you see that if don't 60 to
the ball--just because you have left
what wM people think? l shall go with
very heavy heart. | shall be think
ing of you, and ready to cry all the
time; but. Philip, 1 must go, that is
certain"
But Grace is not going. Who are
you going with?''
"Grace will go if you choose to make
her do so,'' said his lady-love, looking
at him with something like flash in
her dangerous eyes. "And as for a
chaperon, will see to that. Mrs. Berg
haus will chaperon u.s."
The saying is, indeed. true one
which asserts that the strength of some
characters only displays itself in great
emergencies. Nothing short of an i'm
mense occasion like this could thus have
called forth the strength of Angela Fair
fax's character.
Philip hardly knew what he felt as
he heard her thus rapidly disposing of
all his objections, and making apparent
the absolute necessity of Attending the
ball A few more sentences passed, and
then he agreed to use his influence with
Grace.
"But my time is short" he said at
last. 81 must leave you. Where is
Mabelle? 1 must say goodbye to her."
Angela called her, and she came
down.
"Mabelle, Philip is going to China.
and he wants to say goodbye to you"
ITO China" echoed Mabelle, intel
ligently.
"Yes. He is coming back quite rich,
and then" She smiled with express
Sive sweetness.
"And then, Mabelle, I hope we shall
be brother and sister. We have always
been good friends, have we not?"
Always said Mabelle, with a
wintry little smile, as she placed her
hand in his.
"Then goodbye, dear. know that
when l leave you with one another 1
leave both in good hands. may take
4 kiss, Mabelle. for who knows when or
how we shall meet again?' ~
With smile he stopped and touched
her cheek-half amused to see the
frightened eyes that met his-with his
lips. and Mabelle said Good bye,
Philip" but seemed to have no voice
wherewith to wish him a prosperous
voyage, and then-someh how he found
himself outside the house.
$50 to the ball! Meuer" cried
Grace. Indignantly, when he represent
ed the case to her. Il should die of
bushes if got there. The heartless-
ness of it! Oh, shame ful!''
but if ask you, as a last favor
hot II q loS nd
greatest favor 1 ever did ask?'
''Philip, you are a tyrant, and you
never used to be oner' she said, pas
sionately. 81 can not go; you must
not ask it.
But he did ask it, and she, in the end,
granted it, as he knew she would. With
a face of gloom and a heart like lead,
she went to get dressed. At half past
seven Philip drove away, and on his
way to London, while the August sun
set was flooding all the ripening fields
with golden light, his thoughts were all
at MI. Starkfe's house, and the ball
room there, and how Angela's heart
was heavy, and how Grace was think
ing of him. Surely, since five o'clock.
least.
CHAPTER XII.
GOING AND RETURNING.
Angela had said, in reference to the
ball: II will find a chaperon;" and she
had easily succeeded in doing so. A
note. written in haste, to Mrs. Berg
haus. and sent by the servant of the
lodging house. despite much grum-
bling on the part of both her mistress
and of the girl herself, produced a
good-natured reply from the lady to the
effect that she and her party intended
to be at Mr.. Starkie's house at such
and such an hour, and if Miss Massey
and Miss Fairfax would be there about
the same time, and would wait in the
dressingroom, she would chaperon
them with pleasure.
Angela was Fairfax, and descended
on her mothers side from an aristo-
cratic house, which had never paid the
least attention to the renegade daugh-
ter who had married country rector;
still, Angela had their blood in her
veins, and derived from them a spirit
which, she was wont to say, was all too
fiery and impetuous. Yet all the spirit