The Mineral argus., 1885-02-19

doesn't use her half decently. She's as
afraid of him as IL he were . bear. /
don't know him, but I've always heard
from nv father that Boscolel was al
ways q savage. There was some pro-
motion in military affairs when both
we're in the army which made my faith
or and hers rivals, and BOscobol would
never give nv father his title If cap
tain. and hated him NJ long - he
lived"
This Launt winslow confided to his
cousin Kate.
But Lily continued invisible.
Meeting Captain Jack Winslows son
in the street one day, and taking covert
cognizance of his feet and inches, Peter
Boscobels dislike to the handsome
young man grew stronger than ever.
and he went home and shortened Lilys
chain by link or two.
when you gish to go out. Lily, go
in the carriage. don't like to see
young girls strolling about the city. !"
But Lily did not go out enough for
her own good. When she did. she
went in the carriage, as her father in
structed; and 80 it CHANGED that Launt
WinslOw saw the sweet pale face once,
twice. thrice. among the purple cush.
i,ns of the Boscobel barouche. and
from the sidewalk lifted his hat.
Each time the eyes Of the two met
the blue ones, startled, sweet; the
hazel ones. eloquent. steady.
Lsunt Winslow meant now, il it
could he done, to win Lily Boscobel.
Her father did not guess the resolve
in the heart Of the young man, but was
planning against hum none the less
steadily.
He did not want to part with Lily
but he had weakness for rank, and for
the first time in his life he dined with o
nobleman.
And Lord Luther Lawton Langley
had said: II have seen your daughter.
A lovely young lady. Mr.. Boscobel.
Pray give me an introduction"
Plain Peter Boscobel was hattered
q many Q more superficial man had
been, and secretly began to make plans
for Lily.
She was pretty and accomplished.
and he was rich. Why should she not
marry this noblcman. who was seeking
for wife, people said?
So he brought Lord Luther home to
dine one day, and Lily was exquisite in
Q dinner dress Of wine dark velvet and
still as . nun, hut none the less lovely
for that.
Lord Luther was honestly charmed ;
especially when, at her fathers request,
she played and sang for him. But Lily
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and secretly whispered to herself that
he was horrid.
She didn't like his watery- blue eyes
and broad smile; and his hot breath up
on her cheek, when he turned her music,
made her shudder.
No. the truth was that Lord Luther
was not 30 bad. as lords go, but her
heart WAS all given to her little dream
of I.aunt Winslow, and she wanted
none of him.
The less often she saw Launt, the
more she thought of him, and the
warmer and sweeter were her thoughts.
Well, Lord Luther came again and
again, and yet again to the BOscobel
mansion, and, il turned ont. asked
Peters permission to pay his addresses
to his daughter, for Lily's father said:
Lord Luther comes this evening to
see you. If he asks you to marry him
you will consent"
Such a wild. white face as the child
turned upon him!
But Peter Boscobel was lighting a
cigar, and did not see it again before ii
dropped again.
II can not! can not! l can not!'
cried Lily.
1t was already 6 o'clock then, and the
short November day nearly done.
Pretty soon o servant came into the
drawing room to light the gas, and in
five minutes more the bell rang. Then,
hearing the dreaded voice asking for
her, Lily started up and ran out of the
house.
are-headed, she ran across tho
broad flags of the yard, and then.
chilled by the sharp night air, darted
into the great carriage house. where
were ranged the Boscobel coupe, the
barouche in which she drove and heI
fathers Stanhope, beside various Other
vehicles.
In q twinkling she had leaped into
the barouche and covered down in {
corner upon the velvet cushion. pant
ing and listening.
Poor Lily! of course she had behaved
in very paiic stricken and unreason
ing manner, but il did not take mucl
reasoning to assure her t,,at she did no
want Lord Luther, with his fishy eye
| and broad smile, to make love to her
Lily could bear q good deal but SIN
could not bear that.
So she sat painting and listening
with burning cheeks and beating