Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1884-03-31

Daisy, in which he told her how over
his disappointment had
been at finding her gone, and what
the nature of the errand that had
brought him to seek her that day had
been.
Her answer reached him a couple
of weeks later, afte1 he had joined
Harold in Rome. 1t was written upon
paper whose edge was deeply bor-
dered with black, but its contents
were not sombre, and should have
filled Guy with the liveliest delight.
But they did not, for within therecent
week events have happened that had
made an entire change in the destiny
of the man who read the sweet inno-
cent avowal of reciprocated affection.
For one day a legal communication
had come to him informing him of
the death of a distant relative, who
Lad left to him the half of his large
fortune upon one condition-that he
would ask the hand in marriage of
young lady-the testator's adopted
niece-whom such union would
make co-heiress with himself. In
case the specified marriage should
not take place, the entire property
was to revert to the latter.
The deceased had been an entire
stranger to Guy, and his surprise
was great as he perused the lawyer S
letter. Beyond all other qualities in
Guy Hartington's character, ambi-
ton had always held the foremost
place.
His mother had married a poor
man against her family's wishes, and
had been cast off by them, and thus
it had been only after a hard struggle
with adverse circumstances that Guy
had gained his present foothold upon
Fortunes ladder.
But what of the love that had Gre
ated itself an abiding-place in his
heart ?-Should he drive it forth and
sell his affections and every honora-
BILE instinct for the sake of gold?
The conflict between greed and
conscience is sharp; but it is brief,
and the former conquers, and a letter
goes forth to Daisy that crushes for
a time all the sweet hopes that have
made garden within her breast.
But after a while her bright head
raises itself bravely once more, and a
feeling of intense thankfulness blends
itself with the regret with which she
thinks of the dear adopted uncle, who
had been the beneicent genius of her
life, and In dying had rendered her
an inestimable service.
When she had spoken to him of
Guy, their romantic meeting and sub
sequent friendship, and of his atten-
tions and evident regard for her, she
had learned with surprise that he and
her adopted uncle were related.
Soon after, feeling dissolution near,
and wishing to try Guys disinterest-
edness of purpose and nobility of
character, the old gentleman had
made his eccentric will.
A week later Guy starts for Eng
land to visit, for the first time, his
late relatives home and his own
prospective inheritance, and to make
the acquaintance of the young lady
who already figures in his mind as the
future Mrs. Guy Harrington.
His destination reached, his eyes
dilate as they take in the extent and
magnifcence of his late cousin 5
stately home.
A pomrous butler leads him through
the wide tiled hall, to the drawing
room. A lady rises as he enters.
For once in his life Guy Harting
tons self-possession deserts him, anc
well it may, for in the graceful form
and sweet face of the beautiful gir
before him, whose eyes meet his 81
coldly and haughtily. he recognize
Daisy Weston!
She meets him calmly. 1t is Guy
upon whose crimsoned face chagri
and embarrassment sit plainly visi
BILE.
His punishment for his mercener
spirit has truly been swift, and Gu
is only too glad to escape as soon a
he can the scornful glance of thos
lovely, candid eyes. without the slight
attempt at extenuation or apology
which he knows would be futile.
But if he expects to find symps
thizer in his friend, Harold North, b
| rooI-o,c ,,roprrlx,
s'You say fortune has played yo
a scurvy trick? l say she has serve
you right p he exclaims. "You thre
away a prize to gain one of her gil
tering bubbles, and, 10! it melte
into thin air.
keep your morallzing," sa.
Guy, impatiently.
A few days later the two part con
pany.
1t is four years before Guy aga
leaves his native soil. He has change
since we last saw him, both outwar
ly and inwardly.
Once more he is in England;
London, its queen city. One day
an art gallery, whittier he has gone
while away the time, he overhea
the following:
"Have you seen the picture eve
ono iS ravin0 ahOnt nv the new Ame