Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, Ramsey Co., Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1905, 1886-11-27

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r HENRIETTA z v. ~sTANNARD.
Johu Strange Winter.)
CHAPTER !.
CURRY NO MANS CATTLE"
Hope is a lovers stan; walk hence with that,
And manage 1t against despairing thoughts.
Two Gentlemen Of Verona.
Brilliant hopes all woven In gorgeous tissues.
Haunting gayly in the golden light;
Large desires, with most uncertain issues.
Tender wishes, poisoning at night.
Flowers.
1.-THE fact is" said Lucy, in his most con.
fdential tones to a group Of his brother Of
fcers "',o were yatherel round the open
window II the anteroom in ldleminster bar.
racks; the fact is, I nev-ah was in love
with but one lady in all my lie. and she
Tilted me. Her name was Naomi"
But here he was Interrupted by the laugh.
ter of several, and the vigorous emon.
STRANGE of one of his hearers; that one was
Mics
Nov, look here. Lucy; it won't do Why
can't you let the Reverend Solomon rest in
his gravel"
"Wrest in his gwravei" repeated Lucy,
with a wise air of surprise. "Why, I didn't
-er-know anything had happened to his
wreverence."
Another burst of laughter followed this
simple remark; whether at its very sim.
pliclty, or whether at the disguised look Oh
Miles face, would be hard to suy; perhaps
partly from both causes.
ooh" Lucy went blandiy on, seeing that
the R .verend Solomon. who had succeeded
him in the affections Of Naomi, was evil
IDENTIFY still in the flesh. ayou are speaking
figuratively, eh9 All! bad thing to do, that
I nev-ah do it. AS I said, she Tilted me.
All she was wreally the only lady l evan
wished to marwry. Inev.ah altogether got
over it"
I'm afraid you never will, Lucy" put in
Hardness, dryly.
"Prwrhaps not" with a resigned air.
"Still, thewre's no saying. Time heals oil
wounds, they say; and by the time Mignon
is old enough to marwry me-"
"Oh! then you're going to marry Mignona"
laughed Hartog.
"lf she will have me-" returned Capt.
Lucy, with the utmost gravity. "Pewr-
haps she won't; things of the gender femi-
nine are so given to change of mind. Naomi,
my first love, changed hers. Mignon says
now that she will nev-ah marwry anybody
but her devoted Lal: but when Mignon grows
up, and she sees that her LII is getting
mid i, aged, stout although that is q
calamity which, let us hope, will not fall
upon m~e-bald-an affection VIII. CHI, let us
pwray. the decwrees of Pwrovidence may
long Observation-Disclosures Of things fwrom
W ich heaven long pwrotect me deaf peo-
pie are such a bore)-why, then Mignon may
forget or, worse S i'll, wrnpent the
wresolves and pwromises Of her childhood,
and 60 lor some fellow who at his moment
is fouwrishlng about the world IN an Eton
jacAet and q turn down collar. 1t is the
way of the word, and so the world wruns
away"
"Well, you know. Lucy" put in Hartog,
syou would make rather an old sort of hus-
band for Miss Mlgnon."
II shou d De the better able to take
care of her." returned Lucy, promptly.
"Not that I expect her to have me Tor a
moment. know my sis.e: used TO swear.
when she was young. That she would new ah
marwry anybody but q clergyman"
And she did note" asked P. eston.
"No." An Lucy looked wiser than ever,
"My wre pected bwrother- n-law, Jim Ark
wright. digs COILS AMI makes cottons and
c~alicoes; q good elbow he is, TOT. was .:
Harwrow wi h him"
"Oh. a manuf c.urerF some one asked.
Eyes; has coal pits and cotton mills and
such like" returne Lucy piacidly. @Seems
to pay, too. Anyway, his house is one of
the leasantest / know. l wish I was going
on thirty days leave instead of ten."
@Oh, you're going to stay with your sis.
ter"
ayes; and Hardness goes with me-" Lucy
answered.
l may as well tell you here that Cecil
Lucy, of the Scarlet Llncers, had but one
near relative in the worl l-that was his sis
ter. Mrs Arkwright. Tie name of Ark
wright. connecte with that of Weyland-
Weyland & Arkwright-was one of the best
known in md round about the district of
which Barnsbury was the center. Well it
might be known, 10: it was to be seen every
where for miles and miles around-on carts
and trolleys and railway wagons alike; on
thousands and thousands of bales of cotton
and calico; Oh houses and mills; l might al
most say. ON men n women.
OF the two senior partners of the firm,
Murray Weyland was q mar under 80 years
old, and Jameson, as he was invariably
called, Jim-Ark wright was quite fifteen
years younger.
1t cannot be said that either of them was
a manulac. urer of the conventional story
book type. Murray Weyland had been edu-
Gated at Elton; Arkwright at Harrow. They
hunted, and shot, and fishel; had grouse
moors in Scotland; AMI most summers one
or other of them Went off to Norway for
salmon fishing; each had a Lovely place in
the neighborhood Of Barnsbury and com.
bined the life Of a country gentleman with
that of a man of business.
Well, to SO back q little, Murray Wey.
land, before he was thirty years old, bad
married the daughter of an Irish gentleman
with just about as much pedigree as the
Weylands had money, and about a tenth OF
as much money as the Weylands had pedi.
gree; a handsome and vivacious woman,
with regular features. and that blue-blacL
nair, just the .hade Of a ravens wing, which
often goes with those gray eyes which look
like black ones, because Dame Nature has
Tut them in with a dirty finger.
The result of this marriage was unbrokeu
happiness and one child, a DAUGHTER, who
was called Olive. And Olive Weyl md was
not only the richest girl about Barnsbury
but the most popular and by far thu
NOR was hers common, every day beauty
Tor She was a girl with an DIR as dis
~t'nguished as one might reasonably expect
10 meet on a fair da:'s march. 1t had beer
said of her that the traditional spoon will
which she had been born had bsen, not O
silver, but Of jewels and gold; certainly sh'
had been lucky in that she had inherited tn
best points Of both fathers and mother,
persons. Mrs. Weyland was a small
straightforward. sparkling brunette, full
of fire and fun and vivacity. Weyland, OF
the contrary, was big and fair and slow
with what had been a brilliantly fair com