The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-12-12
His LIES ONE HOLIDAY.
BY LmLrAs CAMPBELL DAVIDSON

Huntingdon Wayne was thirty-fve
and had never yet been in love. He
had worked hard and we'll and had
made a fortune which even he felt
would enable him to marry without be-
ing recklesslv i%mprudent, and he began
20 think it was time to decide upon q
wife who would satisfy his somewhat
tastidious requirements. She must be
of a stately and noble presence-Wayne
had rather an idea of a fine woman not
too young nor too emotional; Wayne
was a person who hated scenes in
short, she was to be a oma made to
order, and he found it more difficult to
discover her than he had at first sup
posed.
It was with a feeling of something as
akin to failure as his well regulated
mind eyer INDUCED in that he ordered
his portmanteau packed for a fort
nights visit to Newton-o Sea, and tore
himself away from the Vaccinations of
club and office life to pay a long prom
tsed visit to his old friend, DIR. Mar
shall. He had seen nothing Of the Mar
shalls for years past, though there wa
a tie of old associations between them.
and even something of sadder interest.
Five years ago, when Wsyne's uncle of
tered him a berth in the tea business,
of which he was now the head, he ex-
tended a like offer to Huntingdonis
younger brother, Jack; but Jack, al
ways something of a hot-headed fellow,
took offense at some word or deed Of
his elders, and refused the offer. Soon
after he took some post on the east
coast of Africa, and went out with high
hopes of the fortune ne was to bring
back and lay at Hetty Marshsll's feet.
Huntingdon heard of the engagement
with some contempt, for the folly which
possessed two young people without a
penny; but when, three years later,
news came of poor Jacks death ont in
Zanzibar, the little bride that was to
have been passed out of his mind, and
it was only when an invitation came to
him from the Marshalls, whe we're at
Newton-on-Sea for Hetty's health, that
the Thought of her existence crossed
him again.
He had not even seen her since she
was a little child in pinafores, and when
he was brought IN, on the evening he
arrived, to the side of a crimson ham
mock swung between two tall pine trees,
and introduced to a slight, pale girl,
whose great blue eyes were raised to
his with a pathetic ~gentleness and
sweetness, a feeling snch as in all his
thirty-fiye years of sensible life he had
never before experienced shot through
him with q thrill of wonder, and al
most bewllderment. He took in his
own the small, fragile, white fingers,
and then laid them down almost rever-
emily on the soft customs amid which
she lay.
/ suppose if any one, had asked him
then and there whether he believed in
love at first sight, he wonld have an
swered as CONTEMPORARY Us ever; and
yet, for all that. he was as deep In love
as eve man yetsfelI at one blow. He
told himself it was q pity-a pity that
only grew as the days passed by, and
he sawshow frail and delicate . creature
her great trouble Of two years had left
her, it seemed to him it wa his duty to
try and atone to her for all the suffering
and loss she had undergone; as If his
life ought to make up 10 her Tor Jacks
death, somehow. Strange, that duty
had never had sncha zest and a pleasure
In it before.
She was q thing SO new TO his ex-
~perience, with her pleading blue eyes,
her soft little ways, and the pathos that
hung about oil hat she did and said.
Wayne used to sit and watch her fur
lively, as if sha were o creature of some
unknown race.
Three days after that first evening
and the hammock, the ideal fine wom'
am had died out Of his mind, never te
return. and before the week was oyer,
he had said to- himself-he, the practi.
cal, cool-headed, Huntingdon Wayne
that life without little Hetty would bt
hardly worth the living, and that ht
must have her for his own, or die
Practical common. sensical men otter
take the hardest form Of The disease
called love.
He spoke to Dr. Marshall before Til,
middle Of the second week, and askei
his conennf III win Haffv frko dacta,x lie