The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-08-15
ELINOR.

have been lavished in vain?
The pleading accents awake no an
swering sentiment. The fair, white
face is calm. A faint, pitying smile
hovers around the tender curves OF the
sweet mouth.
"Disdain," he thinks, @were better
than such supreme Indifference"
"Elinor!" What a passionate yearn-
ing is in the low cry.
Don't, please, Arthur. / almost
feel as if / must be terribly to blame for
your suffering"
''You to blame? All, no. dearest. /
could not help loving you from the
moment when, ayouth of fifteen, / first
sawyou in church. Isaidt to myself then,
Arthur Gordon, there is the girl in the
world for you From that time forth
my only happi ness consisted in thinking
of you; planning what / could do to
give you pleasure. After four years of
such worship, | have been unable to
move your heart. / have touched your
life so lightly that, were you never to
see me again, you would not bestow
upon me one regret
Indeed, you wrong me-" interrupted
the young lady, earnestly. "Elinor
Garrison never forgets q friend-and
who has been a truer friend to the or
phan than you, my brother?"
Gordon raised her dainty hand to his
lips, with reyerential gesture. ST ac-
cept the title, dear love, he said, grave
ly. eff / may not be more to you, at
least Twill be your brother, ever ready
to care for your interests, loving you
with all my might. yet hoping for moth
ing in return
A slight blush stained the pale cheeks.
"You are too noble, Arthur. You de-
serve more. Forget me, and find an
other upon whom to pour out such dis
interested affection"
'sThe world holds no other for me-, I"
he answered, tenderly, a beautiful
smile Illuminating his frank counte-
nance.
Meeting those clear, gray eyes,
Elinor felt that here was a man to be
trusted. Why could she not care for
him as he desired? Rich, handsome,
upright, whatmore could woman de-
mand? She sighed.
"You have heard this latest, Of course,
Ellie?" gaily inquired a pretty girl, as
she tossed aside her gloves, preparatory
TO spending an hour o. 50 with her
friend.
"No," answered Miss Garrison.
why, ] made sure he would have
told you, himself, SO L ran over pur-
posely to hear all about it."
of whom are you ~speaking?" was
the quiet response.
"Of Arthur Gordon. His engage
ment to a Miss Marion Hepworth, of
Bostoa, is just announced" watching
Elinor furtively as she answered.
The latter appeared courteously in-
terested-nothing more, as she resumed
the etching which Olive Lindsey's en-
trance had lnterruntad -
You are not mistaken, Olive? with
q great assumption Of indifference.
Certainly not, with some spirit, as
the young lady drew a tiny package Of
rick-rack from her pocket, and began
to work, nimbly: Brother Frank
! heard it at the club last eve. You
know, Ellie, / never repeat d story I'M
less very sure Of its truth"
Miss Garrison smiled II was not
doubling you, Ollie, " she said, soothing
~. Il know you are not q bit of q gos-
sip" Al moment later. Have i
shown D my new spring sult ~ adroit-
ly turning the conversation.
Once fairly launched on this fascinat
ing topic, Miss Lindsey forgot to refer
again to Gordon's engagement, and af-
ter q half hour, that seemed intermin-
able to Elinor, took her leave.
so, Thought Elinor, while her red
lip curled half-scornfully, "thjs was the
end q All those protestations Of indy
ing fidelity
II was 8 disappointment to find him
no different from other men. Her
heart quickened at the recollection Of
his last words:
The world holds no other for me-. "
"Ahl" whispered EIinor, triumph
antly, The loves me Gully. T wish Miss
Hepworth Joy Of her prize. =
ia q village, ones private affairs are
common property. Every one knetS of
Gordons long dsr%tion to Miss CARR
son. All were anxious to see how she
would stand her knights desertion.
But none were able to read her real
feelings, though many we're the sur
misses,
Gordon WAS away GA business. AT
The close OLA fortnight ne returned,