The Bozeman weekly chronicle. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1883-1889, 1886-08-18

my own room and sat there wrapped IL
uneasy contemplation. BY and by ! wa
reused by a tap at the door, and thinking
only that Harding had brought me some in.
formation, | called to him to enter | turned
to greet him with aa eager question when
to my amazement, saw that instead Of
Harding, Maulevsrer himself was standing
! be ore me
His appearance was so great a surprise thai
/ was only able to faee him in silence, while
he on his part showed certain amount Of
embarrassment and even shyness. He stood
before me, a withered, prematurely-ag
man, with pale, wrinkled face. and dim eyes
that looked out feebly through the spacta-
cles he habitually wore. 1t was diffbult to
conceive that this forlorn looking crea ure,
who bore all the marks of decrepitude and
suffering, was the man whom everybody in
this gay world of Scarborough was envying.
As looked at him forgot al about his
millions, and only saw in him the feeble
valetudinaiian to whom existence itself must
be a penance
He spoke at last, ard when he did so my
heart leaped with joy, for ! thought l de-
teced in the mild sweet accents Of his voice
something that reminded me of@ my com.
ramon of the railway carriage. There was
a grave smile on his sace too that re leemed
its careworn ugliness.
"You viii forgive me, sir, for intruding
uron YOU" he said with a shy he itation,
by which / was surprised and touched II
did not know, when nv niece recognized you
this morning, that you had rendeie her so
great a ser' ice as that which she has de.
scrihed to me. am very grateful I ought
to have been there TO protece her, but, I'M
luckily for ne, | wa laid up her. with the
throat complaint that so cons aptiy troubles
me have come to thank you in her name
and my own"
His niacel That was the first thing
grasp d as he sro.e. Then at leasa we were
not iivalsl ] em afrai that Mauleverer
must lave itou .ht my eoniuct rather Pc
cuiaf Whsa h, hid ont his hand at the
close Q. N ti.t' soecl l have just repeated,
/ Igraspei il in a Servo" has made him
vince. Tut ! ouHd It even more difficult
thai he ard d a to express my elf in woris.
o. 60 e nsWered bin that any man
would axe been orly o proud to have had
the op, rt,Hiiy Of serving his niece; and I
Rfbed q Rrfiif n cdsihtar at York, telling him
that h,u she hid lboked pale when
met her sf p onenl e.
He rernr le me s'ea lily for a moment
with m ! eyes, could see that he did
not al % her tei my comments on her
arpearanc,.
ut n K you very much, he said with his
old ffshioaad precision of speech; Miss
Stance 'iffs III nrs suffer t all from her
jouy ev e~i 10 your kindness; but am
so rr n le has bee an absolute prisoner
Il. s~
an exc ie nurse an when I am III, as
too ct al. unfortunately, she allows no
one l.. 10 wal upnn M"
An then he ex lained how it had hap
pened that she had lie travelling without
male tseqrt when | met her He had come
down 10 Scarborough merely to engage
rooms in;en ling to return to London for his
niece But a sudden blast of the treacherous
eas. wind had laid him low, and instead Of
going back to town to escort Miss Stancliffe
What u pretty namai thought to myself
be had been compelled TO telegraph TO her to
ask her To join him at once in her favorite
capacity OF nurse
BY this time we had both of US recovered
our self-I ossession, and were chatting almost
on the footing of old friends. He took up
book which was lying OH my table It was a
volume OF WORDSWORTH
aYou are fond of poetry So is Daisy
Mi Stancliffe She reads a great deal now.
ami often get the advantage of her reading
You see. we h9ve very few friends We are
strangers in England, my niece and l. +"
Il don't suppose you win have TO wait very
long before you will have an abundant sup
ply Of friends" ventured to remark. with q
smile
He answered ms quite seriously and simply.
II do not know. There are so many things
to be considered. One must be very careful
in place like England-so have been told.
Sometimes think we made mistake in
coming home: we might have been happier
over there
He rose to 20, again holding out his hand.
Excuse me- lid, "but with your per-
mission ] should like to tell you who and
what am And then hurriedly told him
my name and how / had been brought up,
the only child of my father, on our little
property In Hampshire-a mere cottage with
few score acres of ground around it; how
| had begt1n the study of medicine, but had
been compelled to abandon it owing TO my
fathers ong illness, when my services as q
nurse were Ia constant requ sition; and how
his death six months before had left me my
own msster--andl quite alone in the world.
He heard me with courteous attention, his
pale eyes axed on my face all The time | was
sleaking, and when / finished my little auto
with the account of my fathers
death, be pressed my hand sympathetically,
but all he said was:
aAhl nee that, like my niece, you have
had experience in humoring the weakness
and attending to the wants Of feeble old age.
to you, sir. / hope you viii for
give me for troubling you with this visit.
And them be went out of the room with
that aufeiS meek manner Of his that con-
trasted 80 strangely with the reputation he
enjoyed among the people around him; and
was left alone to dream as Alnaschar HIM
self never did.
Il was not until the next morning that
nav either Mauleverer or his niece again.
Harding had not been idle during the day
He. too had ascertained the relationship be-
tween the millionaire and the young lady;
be had even learned her surname But in
addition 10 this he had been told by one Of his
that, after all, there was little
doubt as to whether Miss Stancliffe was in
reality the niece Of Mauleverer aThers is
some mystery about her, be remarked care
1ceetft 1lQh AttOWAAAA NV &@-tAJ tte-1 -
terested lin Der.
/ had taken q liking to Harding. His
CHEEKY cynSeisrn acted as wholesome cor
rectfve to my boyish optimism and had
found In bis talk ct the dinner table and IN
The smoking room almost the only enjoyment
/ had yet tasted in Scarborough I Ife that
It was due 20 him that / should give him
some explanation of my acquaintance with
Miss SiarieIifFe; but was careful to say
nothing al the scene at the railway station
1t York
aWell, my bov. be snid when / had fin
lshed my recital which included an account
Of AaulsFer<r's yisit to ms room, sall can
say ia tnut you are dencedly lucky Why,
You have made friends with the prettiest
girl and rhe richest mar IN England It IS
always you quiet dogs who carry everything
before you Don't be Surprised, however, if
tfy 70 cut you out
And 20 next day, whea again the glorious