The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-02-08

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The handsome face opposite lit up for
one brief moment with a sudden
gleam Of involuntary admiration
which Ethel's eyes were
not quick enough to catch; then a voice
rich, sonorOus-strangeIy unlike the
pleading accent of years ago -acEno"I-
edged her cool greeting with GOODNESS
aud coriposure much mere genuine
than hers. Mrs. Vernon noted the eX-
t~raordinary change in EtheIs attire,
and was wicked enough to say: II
thought Won were too tired to dress,
dear; you usually are, you know"
Elliot, steadily looking across the ia
bic, saw the indignant glance which was
the only answer Mrs. Vernon received,
anu smiled TO himself as he raised the
Campagne to his lips.
"A little tanned, | fancy" was his
thought, but just as proud II unap-
prOaChable as ever"
Elliot GRAY was a handsome man. His
mirror said so, and The adulation OF his
female friends confirmed it. Yet he
was very far from being vain, egotlstlcal
or shallOWpated, as most handsome men
are. .
Left an orphan early i'll life, he had
made the comfortable fortune which
be then enjoyed, solely by his W
shrewdness and exertIons. He had
once placed it at the disposal of the only
woman he could ever endOw with q
wealth Of love as we'll, and never in all
these years had it been offered to an
other.
He was getting along in years. forty
iNvO onCprAjnO 70 thn rnnpyH in fha old
family Bible. Was it not Just as well to
drift along easily aud contentedly as he
had dritted up 10 now? He would go as
usual to spend the summer months at
his only sisters; no siren or enChant-
him nom his customary visit to Sea
Grove.
And now that he was there at last, sit
ting not ten feet from the subtle fasCi-
nation of those great dark eyes, within
sound Of the sweetest voice that ever
lured man to endless dreams of bliss. he
felt a sudden, passionate emotion thrill
his own veins; the blood which circu-
Lated so calmly and naturally now surged
with such tremulous force that more
than once a purple flush swept over his
dark face.
How the dinner hour passed neither
ne nor Ethel eve had any very distinct
recollection. He, too, felt very much
incIiNed to fly. As they sat on the ter
that evening, and glanclno at the
small figure so near Eim whose golden
head seemed bathed in a shining glory
moonlight alone can give, Elliot
knew that-alas for him, his heart was
w~iiling-evan eager to, return
to its first captivity.
But no. Like Ethel, be would remain
remain to prove to her that her pow
or owe him was broken, that he could
still listen and reply to that melodious
voice without a culver of his own.
Don't you want to be made acquaint-
ed with our favorite ~retreat?" asked
Mrs. Vernon the next morning as she
was about TO make her usual visit to the
shore. Ethel and l have chosen a very
picturesque spot-we should be glad to
have your approval Of it, wouldn't we
dear?" with an innocent look at that
young lady.
tMany thanks" returned her brother
but | promised Dick I'd break
colt of his while he's here, and l
think I'd better begin now"
A slight sheer curled Ethels lips at
words. Perhaps a look of disap-
shone inyoluntarily in those
dark eyes which Elliot must have caught
as he turned away. for he paused as he
was leaving the room and said:
"Well-if / shall not be in your way,
and Miss Burcome is willing to permit
an intruder"
but we might be in yours" retorted
Ethel, ~interrupting him, which would
be unpleasant for all parties"
He did not say one word-did not look
at her, but took his hat and followed
Vernon out upon the terrace.
why did you begin by making an en-
envy of him?" asked Mrs. Vernon, when
they were comfortably settled in their
corner among the rocks, with the clear
white sades a ttheir feet, and the blue
Atlantic rolling up TO the beach beyond.
"He was evidently inclined to forgive
and forget, and here you commence rak-
ing up old scores again the very first
Yes, he had apparently forgotten
how it CALLED and wounded Ethers
heart when truth compelled her to
make that acknow ledgmentl And her
friend had also noticed his complete
forgetfulness of every past incident
which she in her pride fancied he woald
always remember-unpIeasantly OF
course but still remember.
Ethel" exclaimed Mrs. Vernon, af-
ter carefully s~crutinizing the downcast
face for a few moments, II really be-
lieve you are in love with him at lastln
"Sheerest nonsense returned Ethel
sharply.
Because l snapped him up so quick
ly--didn't want him to break In on our
nice mornings by the sea, you think t.
Pm In love with him."
Her Voice grew very soft and gentle
towards those last few words, something
ike a sob shook her breast and sent a
tear nnbidden to the eyes that looked
steadily out TO sea.
Mrs. TgsTHon 4 . SAID norn-
ing for q while, then changed the con-
versation; and IL was not till they al
last returned for luncheon that Elkots