The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1884-10-11
and Lula was looking after him, too, but
a lmiringly.

and Lula was looking after him, too, but
almiringly.
The young heir of Clayton had returned.
and much to Fay Gaston's secret disap-
pointment, fair young bride accompan-
| led him; however, she was q sweet and
gentle creature, willing to be on friendly
terms with the two neices of Uncle How
ard, and it was something to be called
upon, taken out now and then for drive
behind a pretty pair of ponies and fire.
quently invited to the Clayton homestead;
besides, it was known that young Mrs.
Clayton had an artist brother who was
| rich, gifted and full of odd fancies, and
when invitations were sent out for ball
| in October by the bride, it was noised
| about that this brother was to be at
Clayton for it. And again, as she PLAN
ned her costume hope sprang high in the
heart of Fay Gastol.
She was more than usually beautiful as
she entered the ballroom, and many ses
turned admiringly toward her Her dress
was of white satin, with shower of pale
blue flowers over its sheen, a cluster of
the same were among the put1ngs of her
golden hair and on her white, lace cover
ed bosom. She was beautiful as dream,
and yell as Mrs. Clayton turned to the
gentleman beside her, presented first Fay,
then her cousin, the gentleman-thata art
ist brother-after saying few civil words
to the fair beauty offered his arm to Lula
and led her down the room, allowing Fay
to follow on her uncles arm.
For Lula, in her pretty costume of pale
rose>color, she was very sweet and girlish;
and the talented artist showed how simple
were his tastes by devoting himself to
her for the whole evening.
When they were leaving he went with
Lula along the hall, lingering beside her
as though he was lOath to bid her adieu;
and Fay was fairly pale with envy and
annoyance when he turned to her at
length and held out his hand, with a
smile
IF | may" he said, II will call tomor-
row to see how we'll you are bearing the
fatigue of the ball"
ave will be glad to see yon," Uncle
Harvard said genially, and the smiles
that made him so very handsome went
ripping over the lips of the artist.
You do not entertain Migrants, Miss
CASTOR once informed me, he said pleas
antly Il am glad to know that you will
make an exception of me, am IA sort Of
v3grant. Mr. CASTOR, and my wanderings
bring me to many places; they teach me
many things, also; they convinced me of
the last visit to this neighborhood-which
was the result of the purest accident"
Fay was white as her Dress as she lis
tened, and Lula, on the contrary was
hlushing little.
| did not know was mistaken" Fay
| faltered, while Lula looked up in his face
with a bright glance.
| Il was wandering where | had seen
you, she said cagerally; now | remem-
| bcr>'
And have not forgotten your face ioI
a single hour since the gentleman said,
softly, and Fay, hearing, bit her red lip
till it blcd
The artist made his proposed call, and
many others; he remained at Clayton the
whole winter and far into spring, and ycl
made very few sketches Sunless We count
the numerous ones of Lula, which he
never seemed tired of occupying himself
with.
You guess the result Of all this; a fine
residence was erected during the summer
not far from Clayton, aral in the early
autumn the artist took Lula to it as its
beloved and loving mistress; he often tell
her that she has fallen in love with and
become the wife of a vagrant; but shC
only laughs and replies that she deserve:
no better fate.
As for beautiful Fay, she is still fail
and stately, but she is still Fay Castor
however, there is a rumor of wealthy
widower, whose youngest child is few
years older than herself, and whose rns
glittcrs on her finger. We will await tn,
developments of time.