Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1886-11-28

! Murray Weyland was a man under 80 year,
old, and jameson, as he was invariably
called, Jm-Arkwright was quite fifteer
| years younger.
1t cannot DO said that either of them was
q manufacturer OF the conventional story
book type Murray Weyland had been edu,
Gated at Eton; Arkwright at Harrow. They
hunted, and shot, and iShed; had grouse
mOors in Scotland; ami most summers one
or other OF them went off to Norway fol-
salmon fishing; each had lovely place In
the neighborhood OF Barnsbury and com
bined the life OF q. country gentleman with
that of a man OF business
Well, TO 90 back little, Murray Wey
land, Ietore he was thirty years old, mad
married tho daughter Of an Irish gentleman
with just about as much pedigree as the
Weylands had money, and about tenth Of
as mucn money as the Weylands had pedi
gree; a handsome and vivacious woman
with regular features. and that blue black
hair, Just the h1de OF a ravens wing. which
often goes with those gray eyes which look
like black ones, because Dame Nature has
put them in with dirty finger.
The result Of this marriage was unbroker
happiness and ono child, a daughter, who
was called Olive And Olive Weyl md wa,
not only tho richest girl about Barnsbury
but the most popular and by far tha
s>ssftssss
Nor was hers common, every day beauty (;
for she was girl with an air as dis
tingulShcd as one might reasonably expect
to meet Oh n fair days march. II had been
said Of n r that the traditional spoon with
which she had been born had been. not OF
silver, Tut 81 jewels and gold; certainly she
had been lucky in that she had inherite the
best points Of both fathers and mothers
persons. Mrs. Weyland was n small.
straightforward. sparkling brunette, full
OF fire and fun and vivacity. Weyland, on
the contrary, was big andsfair and slow,
with what had been a brilliantly fair COM
plexioD, though now it was Redeemed ana
tanned by much exposure to sun and wind
and all sorts Of foul weather; and, rs large,
Slow-speaking men often have, Murray
Weyland had firm, true, steady, tender
heart, which had never done wrong TO
any man or woman since the day It hrst
began To beat
Olive had got the fathers true. steadfast
nature. combined with occasional flashes OF
the mothers wit; she had got the fathers
large stature, the mothers grace, tho
fathers yellow hair and fairness OF skin,
with the mothers regular features and
gray Irish ewes She had also co. tho ben
eft Of the dirty finger. and tho effect OF tho
whole was tn give TO tho world just as
lovely Young woman as either author or
reader could wish for the heroine OF story
or to he the dazzling of anv mans heart.
No other child than Olive had come to
make music in'the pretty old house where
the Weylands lived; yet though there was
no boy Weyland to take his place in the firm,
Murray Weyland did not make trouble OF
the fact. There were enough OF the young
Arkwrights over at Barnardwistle to carry
on half dozen firms, he was in the habit OF
saving. and it was true. Jim Arkwright
had married when very young, and the old
place where his father and his grandfather
had lived before him reSounded with the
noise OF six little pairs Of feet Six healthy,
happy voices shouted "Dad dad, dadt' when
he returned from his office, or, IN well-oe-
spattered pink coat, from his Elysian fields
Of delight-that is, from hunting; and these
six were all b,ys. and two OF them had haa
the audacitv to come "a pair
And as there were enough Of the young
Arkwrights and to spare, Murray Weyland
was we'll content with his girl Sometimes
he declared in Jest he had gone in for quality
rather than for quantity, and there were
many who agreed with him; among them
notably was Edith Arkwright's brother,
Cecil Iucv. of the Scarlet IImcerS, WHOM
spitc of his afTrct1tion anil his drlwl, his air
Of wise imbecilily, and his throadhara story
about his first love, who was called Naomi,
and had ] tied him, and his oft repeated de-
claratinn that no meant to marry Bottles
little daughter. Miss MignOn-posSessod one
| spot In his heart which was much moro soft
and tender than any Of the fellows IN tho
/ regiment, or, for thu matter OF that, ENth
| Arkwright herself, gave him credit fora
spnt Of which Olive Weyiand was queen. 1t
was no new thing. ANY time during the last
| five years Lucv had known perfectly well
| that she was the on, woman whom the world
| held for him ANY time during tho last five
yrars-that is, from the day of her sixteenth
| birthday-he would havc taken tho plum -
| and asked hcr To marry him, hod he hal til"
| faintrst hopN that she would accept hun
| But hone is what he ha | not had. He
/ knew only too wsll that Olive Weyland did
| not caro- for him in tho way he wished. Ills
| favorits adage-ous which no made to fit al
| occssious-was, Hurry TO mans cattle,
and upon it he acted in this instance rs in
| most others So long aS Olive shovel no
signs Of caring for any ono cls', he was con
tent to bide his time, to live his soldiers life,
TO go on his placid, good-naturrd way, ami
tell his story Of how he nev-ah wanted t.
marry but one lady in all his life, and no"
| she had thrown him over for an e'ephautinc
| parSon, whose name wIS-ar-FIigg-Lhe
/ Wreverenl solomon Fiigg; how hn hal met
her since as the blooming mother Of eleven
| little FHggs, all Cooi.s in miniature OF their
| estimablo papa. He was content to live and
act and speak so as to throw dust in the eyes
| Of nearly all who knew him; and, "a pr
haps Inc neither expected nor meant, the
most clTectually blinded of all was Olive
/ herself