The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1885-10-09

walked, vet gave no thought to her. IL
was long past the hour for any visitor,
! and she had loosened her long hair and
let il fall upon her shoulders, and was
partly disrobed. As size stood thus,
looking out upon the snowy fields
and starry sky, the servant put her
head in at the door and informed
her that a strange young gentleman
was in the parlor and wished to see her
| She knew Of nothing that would Drlsg
o stranger there at that late hour, AND
on such q bitter night, save news OF her
lover, and she steeled her heart to near
of his death as she bound up her hair
and hastily donned the first dress at
hand, which CHANGED to be a most be-
coming silk of changing hues OF green
and gold.
She entered the parlor with a steady
step, but a trembling heart. A slender
and dignifed young man arose at her
entrance and introduced himself as Mr..
Weldon. the friend of her friend, from
whom he came with the message that he
was i'll. Having learned that he was in
no danger, but now rapidly recovering,
she turned her attention to this bosom
friend of his, of whom she had heard
much that was calculated to win her re-
gard and awaken her interest.
He was a a tritie taller than the Gov
ernor's son, with a studious air that lent
a gentle dignity to his manner. His
features were classic, his c~ountenance
delicate and refined-almOst too much
so for one of the sterner sex-hls eyes
were large and bright, with long lashes
and dropping lids that hid them almost
constantly, so much so that Erminie at
first thought them brown and did not
discover them to be a clear, dark gray
until long afterward. His hair was
black, and his mouth, which was yet
unshrouded by 'the knightly growth, "
expressed a rarely sweet and sensitive
nature.
He has the face of a poet-beauti-
full, sensitive, melancholy, she thought.
He was evidently i'll at ease with her,
and talked in a constrained and formal
way that led her to think that he was
not pleasantly impressed with her.
However, when he rose to go she ex-
tended her hand to him and thanked
him warmly for his kindness in bring
ing her the message, and as she did so,
what was her surprise to look up and
see his grave and beautiful eyes full OF
tears. Though her last waking
thoughts that night were ofthe Govern
or's son, yet in her dreams she was
haunted by an intellectual brow and
grave eyes moist with tears.
The first of the following week
brought her a letter, not from the Gov
error's son, but his friend. Her lover
was worse, had suffered a relapse, and
Erminie's heart straightway became
| plummet in the depths of despair. A
day or two after Arthur Weldon came
himself to bring her news of his con
dition, and this was the second of a So
ries of visits, ostensibly made to keep
her advised of tho illness of the Govern
or's son and his tardy conyalesence, but
in reality that he might sit in her pres
ence, look upon her fair face and lister
to her sweet voice. Not that he cam
unlimited, for she was glad to find 81
direct a means of hearing from
the youth with whose relapse or i'm
provement huctuated her misery an,
her JOY.
One night Arthur came and told he
that the crisis was past and that h
would recover, and the next time h
came brought still better news sayin;
that she would see him on a certain day
close at hand.
aThen," he added, "I must cease m.
visits, for you will be more pleasant
engaged"
The words themselves were cold, bu
his voice vibrated with feeling, and o
looking up she saw that his lips wer
quivering and his form trembling wit
strong emotion, and his eyes met her
with such a world of love and longin
shining in them that all at once sh
understood his heart and her own, an
realized how hard it would be to lose hi
and slipping her hand in his she mul
INJURED:
"You have been welcomed for h
sake; be welcome now for your own"
His eyes frightened, his face was il
radiated with the light of hope, but sti
he said:
"But you will prefer his compar
now you will no longer find pleasure
mine
Would it matter SO much to you
she questioned softly.
"It is everything to me, he answars
in q choking voice, $50 much that I ca
: not live without you, SO much that n
: life is yours to keep or to throw aw'
as you may please, SO much. that / W
: not care to see the morrow's dawn, if y,
refuse it,"
: "Live for my sake" she said. Al
z 20 the love-test ended, for the Go
] ernor's son had not been i'll at all, b
I had only desired to throw template,
in her way in the form Of his handsol
= friend.
Mrs. Arthur Weldon is a fair q
y stately marion now. with sons a