The San Antonio light. (San Antonio, Tex.) 1883-1886, 1885-05-19
LOVE CONQUERS.
ny THE AUTHOR or "nuaA rnoRNR,"
"a ROsE ~ 1u.'HEs." ErC.

nic horse tuit ,hc ntd brought Wt,n urr,
aud Lady lilt.,- ittt l.rtd ,ttruWuu.j's
famous Buuutc Btl. tue nrttr.s VNtrtlrd
rs 4 hUrsUWumtu, dad ntr .",utt.u u-uiu
was never seen To- ucttcr a",snt,s, tnsu
on hutscbIuA. Ihr ,utii- Di.,, ,aptiii
I.OrHe, and Naut I,ru.,d u,r ts,o,t, Nuilu
Lord Charnwuod rudr vita lAdy Payne.
The sweet air was Iiit ut fragrance. Ihcy
rode along roads Wu,tc tai trcc, net over
head aud formed az nron ui src,u leaves,
and through lO,cl. sr,cn lanes, where
flowers grew In lovely hcdscroNs, and the
soft sweet grass under their feet was like
a carpet.
yane found himself 10y the side II Lady
Lilias. She could not have been Kinder
" him; the sunlight Na, not brighter than
she. She never once avoided him, never
turned from him. In vain the young Duke
OF Raysfort tried his best to cngross her
and attract her attention; IL was useless.
In vain did the Captain display his supc.
rior horscmanship, and try to engage her
IN conversation. All her smiles aud her
falOrs were for Nauc. lie saw II aud IL
bcwildcrcd him. Could IL be possible AZ
ter all that she had rclcutcd. aud that she
cared for himY The very thought of II
made his heart beat wildly, aud sent
glow to his face.
All at once he awokc from his dream
Where was hep There stood the row Of
beautiful limc-trces, there was the deep
clear river, there the mill-strcam with its
rush Of water, aud thcrc-ah, Heaven,
there stood the pretty gray farmhouse
with its veil Of flowers and fUilagei
mist seemed to come before his eyes and
for short time to hide It ALL lie was at
home again at the Meadow Farm, the home
lao I..I0
tlcman. Lady Lilias turned her face to
him.
"Look at that pretty picturesque spotw
she said. "That is my ideal uf a ftrin-
house. Look Mt the houry--ucLlc round
the windows, aud the white pigeons whifl-
ing round. How pretty the cows look
drinking from that clear pooll am ~
warm and 80 thirsty! | wonder II they
would give me glass of milky"
The Duke of RaySlurt laughed.
ayes" he answered, "I am sure they
would, and remember your visit all their
lives"
al can picture the inside" said Lady
Lilias. alt is just like one Of the interi-
ors Of the old Dutch ptiutcrs-a clean
kitchen, with every thing shining aud
bright, u kindly clean hOusc-moihcr, - Ia
bic with u white cloth, hUmrly brown
jug. II was worth riding all the way for.
What do YOU say, Mr. Nimrtl Shall we
try to get some MILK Louk ut that pleas
ant old-fishinncd garden with its sweet
peas all IN nowcri | should like to walk
there. do you think the good people would
mindy"
Vane was white to the lips-whitc he
knew, with eowardly shame aud fear. lie
hated himself for IL. Yet, with the young
Duke and the gay worldly Captain along
side, with Lady Lilits's proud beautiful
face smiling on him, lie could no more have
spoken than lac could have nown. lie
longed to say, "This is my home. | was
born here. | am u son of the house.
Laugh, snccr as you will, | am not ashain-
ed Of it," These thoughts were In his
mind, and the words came to lis lips but
he had not the moral courage 10 utter
them.
"What do you think, Mr.. Vibarty"
asked Lady Lilias. "would those good
| people receive usP'
lie turned away his face lest she should
| see its pallOr. There on the other side was
the old sweet, familiar rush OF the mill
strcam-it seemed to sing to him with
| thousand voices that this was home. lie
was compelled to answer her.
al am sure they would be pleased to see
YOU" he said, In u strange husky voice.
"Will you not accompany mGr she
asked, half surprised, half panied at his
manner.
I'll would rather not" he replied
slowly; and the young Duke, seeing his
| chance, said
"Lady Lilias, am even more anxious
| than yourself to see the interior OF what
am sure Is u picturesque old house"
They dism0umted, and Nanc watched
| them enter the house where the first few
| years OF his life had been spent. Some OF
the men in the iarm-yard came forward
and attended to the horses. Lord Charm
wood aud Lady Fayno joined the party,
laughingly declaring that glass Of milk
| would be the most welcome thing they
could have.
Vane left his horse with the others and
walked to some little distance. His heart
was torn with love and regret. Never had
the star OF hope sliOne 50 brightly before
him, never had the light OF love fallen on
him So fully. IL seemed to him, although
he hardly dared to believe it, that the
beautiful proud lady he had loved so long
and so hopclessly was beginning to care
| for him at last, and that she was unbond-
| ing to him IN her proud gracious fashion,
| II just now--whIlc she WAS learning to
| love him perhaps-hc made known his
| birth aud parentngc, that would steel her
| against him. Yet he loved his early home.
All the manhood and courage in him rose
| in hot rebellion against his silence. But
| to speak WAS to lose his love, or TO lose the
hope that was growing from ia hope
fur dearer than his life.
lie stood once moro by the mill-strcnm.
How 1t all came back to him. The sunlit
morning when Sir Rayc Wharf had first
spoken to him about the boat How much
had happened TO him since thenl One
by one the honors which he had received
passed through his mind. lie had left
home poor unknown boy. Now he held
every fair gift Of the world IN his hand
The week before lac came to Kings ClyiIc
Sir Rayc Wharf, having 10 children, no
kindred, hud formally made his will, In his
favor, aud had adopted him as his heir
| lie had left him the fine estate Of Lul-
worth, with all the money lac had accounts
lated; he had lett him all he had In the
world, 80 that lac would lie an excellent
match for any lady in the land, SO far rs
money went. lie remembered that as lac
stood with the sound of the mill-strcam In
his ear.
lie looked across the fields. There In
the far-oll mcadow-they called 1t the oak-
| meadow, when he was q ctilh--with his
gray head bent and his tail figure droop-
ing, he saw his father busily at work, aud
his brother Dcsford helping him. His
heart warmed to them; he lomged to go to
them, to throw his arms around his fathers
neck, and cry out to him that he loved
him, that he was not ashamed of him. But,
II he did so, what of his love, what OF La
dy Liliusy lie could not lose her; he
would rather have died n hundred deaths.
.,Ii Il IL GnI.n nnsiIinn. - lie snil To him.