The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1885-08-21

a Dlue-Stocklng-a disciple OF my
dry-as-dust pEHsuits," be said; some
one some day may have special cause to
blame me, I fear"
A Sudden blush was on the maiden's
cheeks, and her glance fell. 1t was inn
possible that she should misinterpres
Demands meaning.
There is Oswald Harburv to think
of" Olives guardian was daring enough
to add.
Two shining eyes were ~momentarily
uplifted. Was the fash they gave one
of Indignation, of scorn, or merely Of
confusion at a betrayed secret? Bernard
could not guess.
The nature of my employments can
make no difference whatever, in any
way that I can imagine, to Mr.. Har-
bury" she answered. Then-it seemed
to Bernard a strange tTansition-"Will
you forgive me for asking q favor? 2" she
went swiftly on; II should like-oh, SO
muchl- to help in your work. Could
/ not copy out your notes or revise
proofs sometimes ?"
What philosopher could have sue
cessfully resisted the volunteered help
of such an amanuensis? Not Bernard
RaIston.
1t was summer, three months later
than the date of this conversation.
Olives guardian was seeking his ward
in her own boudoir, with a gloom upon
his face and a depression of soul which
defied his analysis. He had d message
&c cea-ey and 9 proposal to informally
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be accepted. Oswald Harbury, thu
young owner of half Cleethorpe, had
I as!saa :sa=ra:ss;aa &c ley hinssalf and his
fortune at Olives feet. He loved her,
he said; he would do his best to make
her happy.
"And I believe that he will. He has
a home to offer you and is q true heart
ed honorable gentleman. As your
guardian, Olive, / am bound TO give
my sanction to SO fair and promising a
suit. May / bid Mr.. Harbury to come
and plead his own cause?"
He had spoken hoarsely and in a
queer, far-of kind of voice that ne
hardly recognized as his own. 1t was
surely singular and must testify to on
unsupported weakness of character, that
the prospect of separation from the
ward originally received with SO much
doubt and dread should thus make havoc
of his peace. He waited for the answer
in a suspense that was positively har-
assing. At last it came.
"No, you may not. "Olive said, "un-
less, indeed, yop wish to get rid of me
Ito serd me away. And not wen then,
for / cannot consent to marry a maj
whom / do not love-
Send Olive away Was not every
pulse in his body beating with fierce.
Su5idden Joy at the verdict she had
given? The measure of his recent ter
ror was the measure of his present re-
lief.
"That is a fear which my ward-my
maynard wardL-never need harbor,p
he said, with a slow, broad smile; "she
has brought too much sunshine into my
lonely life Cor me to wish to lose her.
But change is inevitable some day."
Why" a low voice murmured; and
again came the mysterious illumination
OF Olives eyes
Because, Olive-if for no other
reason-the years of my guardianship
will soon be at an end he answered
steadily, almost sternly. He must face
the future resolutely, as beftted asteach-
er Of his fellows.
And a few seconds later his quick,
nervous step was echoing in the passage
without.
An early summer vacation in Swift
zerland-when the glorious Alpine
fora should be at its loveliest-had
been the cherished dream of years to
Bernard Ralston, and at last it was
realized. "A woman's hand had guided
his steps thitherward. Olive Power
had persuaded him to lay aside his work
and make playtime Of the sunny wealth
er.
"You can finish your book on Vanity
as a Force in Human Affairs when you
return, and the critics will all say that
the last chapters are the brightest" she
said, pleadingly. And when she added
a slight involuntary expression of her
own eagerness for the change, ne sur
rendered. The trio-Miss Ralston,
Demands sister and housekeeper, was
Olives chaperon-had now been from
England a fortnight.
They had reached the Riffel and were
Tins encamped under shadow of the
majestic (grim and uncouth. for varia-
ton of epithets) Matterhorn itself.
Here Olive went into ecstacies. To
watch the sunrise battle the rugged,
fnrrowed sides with waves of liquid
light was on occupation of which she
never tired. And then there was the
Corner Graf to visit, the Corner GIa-
cier to see.
AT the hotel there was pleasant COM
pany, including a couple of young
Americans. who swept the ordinarily
reserved and cautious student forward