Daily Republican., 1884-12-05
"AlVsFair N Love and War, )"

MI VII W. lUVV Ouu " VII
"Oh, dear, wish he would come p
Grace Dean looked at her watch, and
hen ran out into the hall to compare its
enamel.d hands with the ponderous
dial of the old clock on the landing,ant
then she looked down the elm-sh adowed
of the quiet road, and took
yet q second glance at the watch with
an impa tient sort of sigh.
She was tall, handsome girl, with
bright brown hair coiled around her
head in q coronet fashion that harmon.
lied with the royal way she had Of
throwing back her slender white throat
and the stately grace of her every
motion Her eyes, large and soft, of a
peculiar hazel tint, were full Of dreamy
languor, and the white and pink bloom
of her cheeks betokened very plainly
that she had never turned day into
night, and night into day, after the
approved fashion OF metropolitan belles.
No, Grace Dean was q rustic beauty,
fresh and uncontaminated by the SIMS.
ter influence of city life.
Here he comes, and he is ho'
alone %
And within just thirty seconds Miss
Dean was on the Ionic portico, inclininl
her head to Mr.. Harold Harley, and
holding out an eager, huttering little
hand toward her father.
He shook his head.
No letter, papa ?"
None. Grace"
Harold's quick eye scanned Grace
|countenance as she stood there. singh
rose among her dark tresses, and ont
hand slightly holding together the fold
of her blue cashmere shawl.
How plainly he saw the expression
OF keen disappointment that fiutteret
across her perfect Greek features.
"Graee," said Mr.. Dean, quietly dis
mounting from his horse, somehow !
is difficult for me TO believe in this ga!
cavalier of yours. Out OF sight, GU
of mind,' is u very old proverb, my
dear, and 1t is just possible, among tn
attractions of a fashionable watering
lplace, that he has forgotten the littl
wild flower of the South Side hills"
Never, papa You and Harol
always were upjustly prejudiced.
Grace spoke with very genuine Oh
thusiasm. She believed in Morto
lGranville lust az implicitly rs she b.
levei in the liquid gold of the sur
shine at her feet, and 1t seemed impoi
sible that any one else should for
single second doubt his truth and slI
ceri.y.
Harold Harley looked at her wit
grave intentness. Suppoee-suppose Il
an instant, that Granville was faithles
He sternly checked within himself IL
lupspringing throb of his heart. WI
IL fer him TO build up palace Of hal
piuess on the wreck of Grace Dem
first love-
He never cared for her as | do
was the rebellious cutlery of his who
nature.
And he resolved to go to Saratoi
and survey the field for himself.
Mr.. Morton Granville was waikit
up and down The broad piazza, in Il
AFTERNOON sunshine, 1t WAS certain
very considerable of him 10 give theyonI
. ladies such fine opportunity Of adm
ling his beautiful dark eyes and ri'
lSpanish complexion, and exquisite d
ure-" the glass of fashion, and u
mold of form"
Granville feltthat he was captivatin
and completely forgot that he had
TENDED to devote that particular afts
moon to writing to Miss Dean, the PR
ty girl that had made such an imprt
jsion upon him
Have you heard who arrived Il
morning, Granville ?'
Captain Browns hand, laid light
on Mr. Grauvi!e's shoulder, arrest
his sauntering movements.
"No any one worth cultivating?"
Miss Arlington.
Miss Arlington, the heiress VII
thought she was 10 be among t
White Mountains ?"
She has changed her mind, apps
emily. At all events here she In, wi
Inineteen trunks and no end of hat box
There's chance for YOU, young man,
you want rich wife!
Morton Granville's handsome 81
sparkled.
Introduce me"
J "Can't, unfortunately; haven't t
J, honor of personal acquaintance N
self; but can tell you who CAN
nj Who?"
v Harley ); no came yesterday-H'
Y old Harley, you know, he'ssa cousin
something OF the golden damsel. A
there she Is now !"
Granville WINGED little.
What that fat, dowdy little CO
}. Germ by the door Why, thought
was beauty.
d $50 she is, considered from fins
r. lcial point of view. My dear fello
4 don't be hypercritical |!
~ Why, she's :orty If she's q dt
u and I'll wager my diamond shirt-stu
b that her teeth are false y
N Very possibly but only think OF
~ bank stock and railroad shares
you I'D go In for the prize quick enou!
liz wasn't already mortgaged to M
Bullion, bless her dear little hea
You're the best looking fellow he
Why don't you think the matter over
Morton Granville did think I
tt matter over, and made up his mind
:. very short order. -,
ID "Good.evening, Mr.. Harley.
y, y said, In honeyed accents, half an houi
y 40 later, as he encountered Harley.
lot believe l had the pleasure OF meetl
re- you at South Side"
Y Mr.. Harley inclind his head frigid
.ps az understand Miss Arlington
Of our cousin, and have resolved to
nd at your hands the privilege OF an Int
ln s ductior."
no az shall be happy to oblige you, !
,si Granyille," said Harley, with the lie
K perceptible sbrug of his shoulde
'st and presume my cousin Sarah y
be pratified with the acquaintance
90 Mr. Granville was formal p