San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-10-09

ulsLunerann" naf nopu pIGusS. ANA me
had refused him tine smallest assistance
To commence his new life upon.
"lrO and work ii You Will" he had
exclaimed and if your white hands
prove unfit. starvc-doyOm UNDERESTIMATE
-Starve. | will not help you.
d" II will and energy be- prevent " Phil
Up had rejoIuud quietly. THE hands.
however white, that can pull an oar al
handle a rifle, can Use a spade or pick.
and the fortune 81 gained viii be sweet
or than the one obtained independence
and the sale of ones liberty"
II hope yOU will lind ii so. was the
sneeTing retort.
Whether | do or no, of course will
not matter TO vOu, went on Philip. II
may perish in the bush. or succumb to
fever at the digging; but be assured Of
this, Unde Bathurst, | will starve and
die before will ask you for one shilling
to prevent either
So they had parted. Philip had
packed his POrtmantcau, and that very
night had slept in his foSter-brother's
cottage, and the next morning had COM
mCnCed their new life with lust a hum
dred and fifty pounds between them.
The spirit of wisdom and crOaOmy at
once had seized Philip. who had pre-
pared the most serviCcable of outfits.
and as now he looked in the glass. after
expanding an extra quarter of an hour
over his toilet. he laughed heartily in
comparing his bronzcd bearded self
with the aTiStOCTatic Young gentleman
who had saunteTed away life at Brigh-
ton.
What do | caro-" he thought: "thiS
existence is far more manly; it seems to
give one a better right to live, and III
wager it makes no difference in nv dar-
ling's love. Halo! there she is fitting
among her flowers like a butterfly.
What a Sluggard she will think me. "
And, with last glance at himself in
the glass, he ran downstairs. There is.
however. many Slip twiXt cup and
lip, and on reaching the veraHdah Phil
ip found that Flo had disappeared: but
the colonel was there. on the point of
paying a visit to the Stock-yard. to
which he persisted in carrying off his
guest. who had to consent. though he
cast a wistful glance round for her he
had lOnged to see.
Only few seconds before his appear
ance Flo had passed from the garden
into a miniature wilderness of bushes
to gather some large brunZc-hued leaves
with which to surround her flowers. her
dog trOtting by her side.
As she stopped to gather them. low
grOwl. and then bark of welcome.
caused her to raise her head, and she
stepped quickly back upon percGiving
Herbert Archer within two PAGES of her.
Mr.. Archer.' she calculated.
My presence, | perceive, is rs dis
tasteful as unwelcOmp.' he said sadly.
almost hUmbly. Il knew it would be
thus. Yet could not help but come.
Florence, | have been waiting this op-
pOrtunity to speak to you. to crave
your pardOn-fOr-for- my words of
yesterday
Indeed, Mr.. Archer, they hardly
merit it, she responded coldly.
Il know it. | know not what pos
sesSed me. | was mad-mad with love"
he calculated. NO. no. DO net fear: |
no longer urge that; | am aware of my
fate. and accept il. There IS another
more fortunate than I-aOther to whom
must give plaCe-amother. who is to
receive yOr smiles, your CareSScS.
while have but your cold frOWnS. Oh.
did you bat know the wretched night |
have passed" he proceeded passionate
ly, from the remembrance of the last
look yOu gave me. from the knowledge
that had offended you-yuU whom so
lOvc-yOu would pity me. cannot bear
1t; such another might would kill me.
Florence, am here to pray, to humbly
To ~ C"s..Uturd.l