Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1884-11-21

death.N' 'oseener I'LL Mrs. Temples
(Which was--"
-Four years ago, six months ho,or,
our lear Agatha came of ace. T. Ie. w.s
yuss my Son got mis- Asa;s+ont
ouogeship. Mr.. Murray-an exceIaant
HHppolntment-and, on the STRENGTH If
t. promotion, wrote home as lie did.
n ~ nas 1eeh a long engagement, has it
not? But Geohrooy Would never l i~e o ~
n n Gme 5 income. without means or
poSlllon II his own, so he determined
~ Keep abroad till he earned a pen
1 1aon put l am thankful to saw, the
las' tnree years of his exile are not 10
De lonely. Now you understand what
of,ngs him home. Mr.. Murray"
WI. Murray understood Mrs, Orde,s
mooestly triumphant confidence onlv
100 well. By some process of reason.
ing he had no mind to trace to its
source; he felt the revelation had
spread a shadow over his own life; and
as he went back alone, past the golden.
brown beeches, to his solitary fireside,
was halt inclined to wish he had never
Ventured from the scholarly seclusion
OF Corpus into the perils of a country
Passionate.
And how was Mr.. Geoffry Orde's re.
turn awaited by the. tenants of the
manor-house? Seemed the days lono
OF short to Agatha Temple till he
Why, scarcely could she tell. The
Play,-1ellow Of her almost babyhood-
the lad who used to bring his school.
BOY laurels for her praise-the youth
VINO a gone from her in her first
glrlhood-and wooed her as yet only
with written words; and though she
trusted every syllable, and idealized
her absent love, perchance, more than
most maidens-tor save Leone, No
other was near and dear to her-yet. tc
leave for him the home she clung to
more each year. to cast her lot in with
his, was a point over which sadness
n 99ladness often fought, and victory
lay as yet on neither side.
81 know what l shall do" asserted
Leonie, very positively, n night in
the midwinter, when, being telegraphed
as arrived at Southampton. Mi. Orde
might at any hour appear at Wynford.
"Whcn that man comes | shall hate
him!"
20, Leone! why?" laughed her sis.
ter, stroking the pretty, wiltully-posed
head, shorn of its summer tresses in g
freak of fashion, and left shining,
curly, provokingly coaxable. me.
member when Geotfry left it was you,
not |, who cried increasingly. Anc
who, pray, wrote to him and begged
him to come back, for fear tigers wolLd
eat him? Who"-
"H-u-s-h! Scandalmonger!" CRIED
~1.eonie, her cheeks atlame. ''Then ]
was small and foolish, now [ am ole
and wise, and l wish he had KEPT
across the sea forever. He'll take YOU
away, and what shall | do?"
"Eeep house till we come back.
Three years will soon go by, Lono dar.
ling. There will be so much for you
end Aunt Helen to do" (Aunt Heller
was a distant relative-companlon
now, and chaperone to the two girls
"tbat time will fly, Mind, you are moi
to miss me, nor let anyone else miss
me, either.'
Leonie gave q disconsolate shrug
"Aunt Helen will rule me with a rot
of iron. She means to be good, bu
she's like Mrs. OrGe, and knows In
poor, and ~and-she'l make me ment
my gloves and be Industrious"
Agatha's dark eyes rested lovingly
on her sisters young face, so like hel
own, save that its lines were alway:
gay, while hers were often grave.
''Be Industrious, little woman" she
said, with q half-motherly tenderness
"We richer folks have no right to bt
lazy. but wait a moment" as Leonit
crumpled her forehead into negative
wrinkles over 1--WE richer folks''-''bu
no o~ne;'Lono, will trouble you abou
being poor. You know how often
have been letter-writing lately? Well
it was for You. And to-day all is set
tied. You are independent enough
now, with all that my careful guardian
have been saving tor your fortune.
wanted to tell you before Godfrey cam
home. Now you know and we will sa..
no more about it"
..But [ must!!" cried Leonie, claspin,
her sister impetuously. 30 Agatha
how good you are to me! How can
thank you: Why, every single thing
have l owe to your
There is no owing between on
fathers children" answered Agatha
Welding herself to a shower of grateful
caresses, $50 there's nothing to pa,
back and L want no thanks; onl,
please keep this secret till l am gone
Till you are gone!" echoed Leonie
ruefully. 80, Agatha, to have yo'
kinder than ever, Just before you 60, i
dreadful! l hope you may be happy
but [ shall be miserable! When tina
horrible man cones, I'll try not to b
wicked, but-I-shall-detest him."
CHAPTER II.
1Ehan nv 0rdo really did return