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

years, whenever he could scrape a few days
leave together. he had almost invariably
spent it with Mrs. Arkwrieht, who was hi.
only near relative. Her house naturally
stood to him in the light of a home: and hi
hardly ever accepted any other invitations
except it was to Ferrer > court. where he al
wavs spent some portion of his long leave.
Each time he had so cone it had been with
III" fixed determinatio, that be would spaah
10 o I've, and get the mater settled one way
or the other, for wea' or woe; INIT each time
lie had gone awav without putting he mo
mcntous gu stion into word. because he fel,
that so long as o i've SCENE! to encourage
nobody else it was hest for him to await in
n%a'icnce the dew 'lopnent Of events. So each
tim" he loft his sisters houi Sc it was without
comin any nearer to the attainment of his
wishes-without in eel any change. except
that he each time grow a shade more init.
mate W tn the Wevlands in general and with
o We in particular, and tina, he each time
W ut away more desperately in love with
her than ever.
5" manv, many things seemed to come be-
'w on them, serving as almost i"surmount-
ablo barriers. In the first place, o i've would
one day be enormous v rich, and as he had
on y some seven or g rht hundred n vear-a
very modest income beside what hers would
be-he more than once vent away feeling
that soms small signs of encouragement
should come from her b fore he could ask
her to become his wife: and it must be owned
that while Olive was always very Sweet and
friendly to him. IT. at:ng him with n familiar.
ity which she nee 1rded to no one else. she had
never given him hat particular kind Of en-
courag"ment which he desired, partly be-
car'e she never for one moment entertained
an idea that he was really in love with her,
or suspected that his cxtravagant and mys-
FERROUS sayings were all true and had auu-
sion to h rsalf.
Well. for full three minutes Lucy did not
say one word; then he remarke !, suddenly:
ooh! by the by. Miss Wcy!and, I ventured
to bwing you u small birthday offering. I
hone you will do me the honor of accepting
it."
@To be sure" repli'd Olive. nsver noticing
the silence and tho sudden chang, to ice of
his tone, chiefly because she wa thinking
what a fine fellow Lucy'< friend was, and
how we'll set Upon his shoulders was his
handsome head. "To be sure. It's vcry
HI d O: you always to remember my birth
day. never max, you any return for it,
but this year l will send you a present, see
if 1 10 not"
The ;ciness of Lucy's tone melted as he
replied. and gave place 10 the tenderness Of
inrffable love.
81 will keep it forev-ah!' he exclaimed.
It was hari lines, but I must confess that
Olive Wcy and went into an agonizing fit of
laughter. If only she had known what the
drawl covered! But sho did not, therefore
she nswered with careless gayety and a
world of laughter i'll her deep gray ewes:
"Then l shall certainly send it. There is
such a soil | satisfaction in sending u present
to somebody who will keep it-forev-ah!"
1t was quit" unconsciously that her gay voice
took an infection which was a very echo of
his. "What shall it BE-? A birthday book?
"a birthday book" returned Lucy, with
the ready acqu 'escence he you'll nave given
had she proposed to give him an elephant or
a crinoline.
They had reached the stable yard by that
lime, and just rs H 'rkness and Mr.. Wey-
land d sapp"ared throu III thu doorway of a
loose box Olive made n fresh suggestion.
"Or, suppose we say a nice little locket,
that you ca, wear Sally's hair in and hang
or to the end OF your watch chains" she
laughed mischievously. at NIGH make
Sally jealous; and there's nothing like ieal-
ousy, YOU know. for fastening on little af-
fairs of that kind. You will ue able to say
in I'll honesty that a lady gave it to you-a
young lady. DON'T you think you had bet
ter say a %locketa'
"It vou viii give me one. And-er-you
wreally ,hink"-lookin5 down upon her
without so much as the ghost of a smile on
h S face or the leas; little twinkle of amus,-
ment in his blue eyes, perhaps because he
so very much Ill earnest and not in
tho least anus d-"and you wreally think
thewre's nothing like jealousy for helping
such ma: tiers on?"
"Oh. nothing!"s ne answered. promptly.
"But how do You knows" he persisted.
co." said she, wisely, because every one
says so-all the story ~books-every one,"
with an expansive gesture Of her arms, as if
TO include tho whole world.
"But how is the jealousy to be bwrought
alb IL G. he asked.
oh, it's all quite easy. to Judge by the
story books. A little Who'll, some neglect-a
little attention to somebody else. who is not
Sill posed to mind or be deceived for a mo-
nlent, but who sometimes dies of q broken
heart-a few gifts Of hooks and flowers to
the somebody else; after which the obdurate
Sally comes to her senses. or his. with most
unlalylike and unmaidenly rapidity; after
which the whols affair is settled IN five
minutes, and the two live happy and .iov-
ously forever. l assure you that is quite
the proper way"
am ,wry it," said Lucy, solsmnly, II
with emphasis; s1ll twry it, upon MY word
! will"
ii would said Olive, mold ng her head
and showing her pretty white teeth in a
Enile. Sand pile it up as high as you like
about the locket," she added. Yes, she did
'eiapse into slang sometimes. I admit it.
aTll give you n photograph, too. if you