Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1886-11-05
a SUMMER STUDY.

Mrs. Gtentworth' country house
1 was Familiarity called the castle. !"
from it's miniature towers, turrets and
battlementsthe Castle Of Indo.s
lence, Dolores Martinez, her lovely
goddaughter, playfully designated It
when she pleaded guilty to On undue
4 amount OF nappings in the hammock.
And the castle was never SO delightful
to Mrs. Glentworth as when filled with
young people, especially when she had
% guests lovers or those who she
trusted would become such. Mistress
of large fortune, a childless widow,
with only Dolores, who was orphaned
and left to her guardianship, to care
for, the little pastime OF matchmak
ing was her ruling passion. She
thought herself without a rival in it,
and was fond 81 pointing out the
couples who except for her would not
have been so happy, and all the time
destiny, who had most to do with it,
smiled grimly at the good lady's self
conceit. s:3+ :.- l&..s.. &.::s
just now she had in mind to mate
Hilary Glentworth, her deceased hus-
bands fayorite nephew, with Dolores.
A perfect contrast; therefore a good
match, she thought. He, tall, fair
and broad-shouldered; she, dainty
and dark, betraying her half Spanish
parentage in her creamy skin and soft
black eyes. 4 <. t1s
s They all slept a great deal at the
castle those hot summer days, and
Hilary, who, arriving unexpectedly,
walked out from the city, wondered if
he had reached the land where it was
always afternoon, for there was such
adead silence. 1t was like a realm OF en-
chantment. And was that the princess?
he queried, as he approached the house.
For Dolores was fast asleep in the ham,
mock under the veranda. Lifting his
hat to the sleeping beauty he entered
the house unceremoniously. Going
to the drawing-room, where he expect
ed to find his aunt, he found instead
a room darkened and unoccupied, and
: full OF the pent-up sweetness Of many
flowers Passing to the library and
finding that untenanted, he returned
to the veranda and tiptoed by the
sleeper. And the earnestness Of his
look made her, conscious of it. She
gave little start and opened her eyes,
but he vanished, and she, only partial
ly awakened, fell asleep again.
But sleep had its duration, and
Dolores awakened and looked about
her surprisedly and expectantly, and
then flushed family as she recalled
her supposed dream Of a fair Saxon
face and tender blue eyes, and went to
Mrs. Glentworth, bending over her
and awakening her with a kiss, say
ing: =
"Dear godmother, your beauty sleep
is too long; you will grow plain again.
Then there is that ball at the Murrays
to night, and my costume not quite
decided upon" III
Destiny was at the ball that night
to plot and counterpart, to play with
people as with puppets, pairing and
ing by Mrs. Glentworth's side, dressed
like a French marquise of olden times,
with her powdered hair in delightful
contrast to her dark eyes, her skirt OF
creanl-colored silk brocaded with
crimson looped over a quilted petit
coat with crimson roses, sparkling
jewels rising and falling with every
heart-throb, she thought her a fitting
toy, and, looking about, spled Hilary
entering the room, and brought him
to complete the play.
His aunt greeted him with the ut
most surprise, %ss. .s..5s. ..t $$4t i b:
"Why, Hilary, thought you on
your way from Germany. And is not
this most unkind to come here before
coming homer r
Dolores wondered where she had
seen that fair face and those tender
eyes before; in her dreams surely; and
her cheek flushed, and she was hurried
8 away in Hilary's arms to thadelicious
music 81 Strauss waltz. Destiny
!. keeping time with her indefatigable
and inexOrable feet. = l155 .S5*
Hilary thought to teach Dolores
German that summer, but her soft
Spanish speech tripped4 among the
gutturals, and, SO. he contented him
self with stretching his lazy length at
her feet, and telling her OF German Gus.
toms and scenery instead. They
most often strolled to Point Loo kout,
where there was a fine lakeward view,
and where they passed the afternoons
with books and conversation. One
day they had been keeping silence for
"a long time the silence born Of per
feet content when Hilary exclaimed
abruptly 4 By. y.
Dolores, is there aspell Of witch.
craitcast over these groundsf Listen!
What do you hearis,, u @s.ss. &.
Just the splashing 81 the water 90,
. the foot OF the cliffs, and the cry sof,
the cicada; yes, and the chirping otthe
! cricket, which saddans me.
y !. 'sNNhy7" Ass s's III.
Because IL il q premonition Of
Il decay; because it is 3 reminder that
\ these roses, now III the perfection OF
! bloom, will soon drop their petals;
that these oaks will soon be purple
! and russell, and then bare and then
y well, who knows what then? said
Dolores with q shud der. But Hilary
hastily knelt at her aide, looking into
Il her soft dark eyes with passionate
feryor. s,.5s4 } Il .Ss
Dolores, q said he reprovingly,
!" and hen? Surely you forget that;
/ then you are to have the sunshine Of
my love, Why, We are to be mana and
vile before the oaks ara bare, and III
will;so protect and cherish you you
will believe your pathway strewn with
I roses. 3
dolores - silent for q moment,
thsn, Ia okin9 ahyly into the face fshe
loved so vel. cid era vely Ass;