The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1885-10-02
ARTHUR'S DEVOTION.

you SO long. MuSG VIe ue' OOlSi "
years have been lavished in vain2"
The pleading accents awoke no
answering sentiment. The fair, white
face was calm. A faint, pitying smile
hovers aroundthe tendercurves Of the
sweet mouth.
Disdain, he thinks, were better than
such supreme Indifference. "Elinor.'
What a passionate yearning is in the
lowCryl
"Don't, please, Arthur, l almostfeel
as if | must be terribly to blame for
your suffering"
"You to blame? All, no dearest. |
could not help loving you from the
moment when, a youth OF Is, first
saw you in church. l said to myself
then, arthur Gordon, there Is the cone
girl in the world foryoul" From that
time forth my only happiness consist
ed in thinking OF you; planning what
Icould do to give youpIeasure. Ate
four years of such worship lhave been
unable to move your heart. / have
touched your life so lightly that,
were YOU never to see me again, you
would not bestowupon me oneregret.
Indeed, you wrong me- interrupt
ed the young lady, earnestly. "EllnOr
Garrison never forgets a friend-and
who has been q truer friend 10 the
orphan than you, my brOther?'
Gordon raised her dainty hand 20
his lip withreverential gesture. Il &C
cept the title, dear low" he said.
gravely, IF | may not bemoretO you,
at least ! will he your brother. ever
ready to care for your interests, low
ing you with all my might, Yet hoping
for nothing in return"
A slight blush stained the pale
cheeks,
"You are too noble, Arthur, You de-
serve more, Forget me and find
another upon whom to pour out such
disinterested affection"
The world holds no other for me"
he answered tenderly, beautiful smile
illuminating his frank c~ountenanCe.
Meeting those clear, gray eyes, Eli
nor felt that he was a man to be
trusted. Why could she not care for
him as she desired? Rich, handsome,
upright, what more could any woman
demand? She sighed.
=
"You haveheardt the latest ,ofcourse,
Ellie?" gayly inquired q pretty girl, as
she tossed aside her gloves prepara-
tory to spending an hour or so with
her friend.
sNo," answered Miss Garrison.
''Why, | thought he must have told
you himself, so / ran over purposely
to hearalabou il.
taM whom are you speakisg2" was
the quiet response.
tOf Arthur Gordon. His engage
mSnt to a Miss Marion Hepworth, of
Boston. is lust announced" watching |
Elinor furtiYely as she answered.
The. latter looked ~courteously in
terested-nothin more, as sheresumed
the etching which Olive Lindsey's n.
trance had interrupted.
.sYou arenot mistaken, Oliver" with |
a great assumption of indifference.
sCertainly not" with some spirit,
as the young lady drew a tiny package
of rick-rack from her pocket and began
towork nimbly, "Brother Frank heard
it at the clublast evening. Youknow,
Ellie, / never repeat a story unless
very sure of its truth"
Miss Garrison smiled. III was not
doubling you, Ollie she said sooth-
ingly. II know you are not a bit of a
gossip A moment later "Havo /
shown you my new spring suit?" adj
xns&lx~ {a,,s.s..~ 4ho - gn&.cnAs #M#."
Once fairly launched upon this fas-
cinating topic, Miss Lindsey forgot to
refer again to Gordon's engagement,
and after a half hour that seemed in
terminabIe to Elinor took her leave.
$50" thought Elinor, while her red
lip curled hall s~cornfully, s'this was
the end Of all those protestations of
undying fidelity
1t was O. disappointment to find
him nc different from other men Her
heart beat . rapidly at the recol-
lection of his last words:
s'The world holds no other for me-
ssAh, whispered Elinor, triumphant-
ly, he loves me only. / wish Miss
Hepworth Joy Of her prize"
III a village ones private affairs are
soInmon property. Everyone knew
of Gordon's long devotion to Miss
Garrison. All were anxious to see
how she would stand her knights de-
sertion.
But none We're able to read her zeal
feelings, though many were the sur
misses.
Gordon was away on business. At
the close OF q fortnight he returned
and sought Elinor's house the first Of
any.
Her greeting, though free from EN-
barrassment and perfectly courteous,
yet had asomething indefinable; which
struck the gentleman.
"Elinor,' he said softly, and his