The Emporia weekly news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1881-1889, 1886-02-04

over her broken heart and died, leaving
Lucille alone in the world.
After. that. overcome with loneliness
and a longing TO see her old home, Luz
ellie slowly drffted back to the place OF
her happy girlhood; had just tonight
arrived In the little village. taken
room In the hotel. asked for the paper
and read Of the goyerness wanted IN her
old home.
II can at least 90 and see the dear
old place." she said to herself the next i
morning, when. after night spent in
sleepleSs sad memories, she ate her
breakfast without seeing one familiar /
face, and started on
sT don't suppose will do, because
my references are too far away, and
viii not let them know who really
am"
How familiar was every turn and by
way Of the little village and the road
leading OF to the Lodge Lucille's eyes
were SO continually blinded with tears,
that she hardly noted the faces Of the
6eVT passers-bY. and no one noticed her.
Yelled, and in her plain black gown,
she bore little resemblance to the beau
tiful Lucille BzaytOn, who, In other
years, had dashed gaily over these roads
on her pony or in her phseton, the adj
mired Of all Observer
AT last the dear familiar tower, peep
ing above the trees, rose In sight, and
then, only q few steps, and she was at
the gates. stretching Hospitality open, as
in olden times, with the smooth white
drive rolling away beyond under the
shady beeches.
81 must-I must control myself" she
unurmured, leaning for a moment
against the lichen-coVered stone gate
! pillar. but, oh, how hard it is! And
/ how little everything is changed! had
hoped to find It so, and yet how dOubly
hard it makes it to bearr'
Slowly she went on, winding in and
out the wide shady drive until the house
| was reached, and. every step revealed
how lightly time had touched the
place;
The new owners had made no chan
| ges. Every seat. arbor, and statue was
the same, and unchanged as to posi-
| ton.
Two children on the shady stone
| porch sat on the same ornamental set
tee she had always used, and at the
sight Of her one Of them jumped up
Il s'pect you're our now governess.
| Do you want 10 see mammal"
| ''YeS," answered Lucille, with great
| exertion at steadying her voice.
And the child at once disappeared in
to the house, leaving his sister staring
| shyly at the stranger.
A pleasantfaced lady soon appeared
| in tha doorway.
"Win you walk in, please2 1t is very
/ warm without"
Lucille did 90, more BY sense or feel
ing than sight, for memories were over
| towering.
You came in, answer to the adver-
tisement, Miss"
"Lathrop," said Lucille family, and
| pushing aside her veil with reluctance
/ a. she remembered her tear-stained
face.
But the darkness Of the room only re-
vealed its excessive pallor-nothing
more.
II would be pleased to secure the DO
sition; and can teach music, French,
German. and, with little study, Latin.
But amsa-stranger here, and my ref
erences ere from places and people SO
distant that did not know whether you
would be willing to accept them"
Two keen bright eyes had been
searching her face IS she spoke, and
their owner was making up her mind in
. hurried decisive way characteristic Of
her.
81 think would be willing. Are you
fond of childFens" SO
Eyes, madame"
And have you taught before?"
sNFor three years, IN q family from
whom bring Recommendation"
A few more questions and answers
followed; and then, almost before La-
ellie realized it, she was engaged, shown
to her room. and a boy dispatched tothe
village for her trunk.
Can it be possible. or ann 1 only
dreamingm she murmured, sinking in
to the chair by the window, in the very
room that had belonged to her COVER
ness. Father, mother, do You know
that / am at homer Homei Oh, what
bitter mOckery! l must go away again!
can never bear itr'
But she did bear it, and soon learned
to love those who now called il home.
Mrs. Morton was widow, with frank
impulSiye heart, that was soon won bv
the stranger; and the children fell
promptly in love with their new COVER
ness, who never grew tired of strolling
about the grounds with them, and tell
ing the most wonderful stories, of how
another little girl had once lived in their
house. and had done SO and so.
i was life nearer happy than any
Sue nAtt nS0G GOI -Uen Yeas; ano many,
many times the truth hung to her Inns
when talking TO Mrs Morton. But she
never spoke Il.
.'Sucha piece of news" said the lady.
coming In one day with an open letter
in her hand. MY brother is coming
home"
Yes" said Lucille, with polite inter-
est The one you call your favoriteP
Is he coming TO visit yous"
Visit me2 Why, this is his house,
laughed Mrs. Morton. throwing down
the garden-hat- And with such a love
" home as this, he leaves me to do as / |
please here. and goes roaming around |
the world after a girl he loved years |
ago. This was her home. Why, Miss |
Lathrop-n
.'oh, it is nothing" interrupted Lu-
ciliei ghastly pale. Only stitch in /
my side. have them frequently. But /
I was interested ia yolr 1story: 7 al
not mean TO interrupt Go on, please"
II really don't know all the particu-
lars. often as have heard them," said |
Mrs Morton. but they were engaged. |
and rs say, this was her home; but her
father forged. Ur something. and killed |
himself. and then the girl and her
mother gave up everything and disap-
peared. But forgot to say that Just be-
fore that my brother had been called
abroad. and was reported lost At sea,
but had escaped death in the miraculous
way. that some people,
But with startled CRY she interrupt
ed herself and sprang up. just as Lucille
sank from her chair to the door IN utter
insensibility m
Il almost seemed as if lffs would MOI |
return. but Mrs Morton together with
she servants who rushed in at her
nlghteaed cry. were iudefatigable, and
At last they were rewarded
do not s1eak9' MFs. Morton ex-