Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1886-08-08
DESTINY.
A summer study.


The "Castle OF lndolcnce,n Dolores
Martinez, her lovely goddaughter, playfully
designated II when she pleaded guilty to
an undue amount OF mapping In the ham
mock. And the castle was never 80 do
llghuul 10 Mrs. 0lentworth as when illed
with young people, especially when she
had IS guests lovers or those whom she
trusted would become such. Mistress OF
"a large fortune, q ohiidless
widow, with only Dolores. who was
orphaned and left TO her guardianship, TO
care for, the little psstlme Of match
making was her ruling passion. She
thought herself without s rival In Il, aud
was fond OF pointing out the couples who
except for her would not have been 80
happyi and all the time Destiny, who had
most to do With II, smiled grimly at the
good lady's self-eonoeit.
just now she had In mind 90 mate
Hilary Glentworth, her deceased hus.
bands favorite nephew, with Dolores A
perfect contrast, therefore good match,
she thought He, tall, fair and broad
shouldered; she, dainty aud dark, betray-
Ing her half-Spanlsh parentago In her
creamy skin and soft black eyes.
They all slept u great deal az The
castle those hot summer days, and
Hilary, who, arriving unexpectedly,
walked out from the city, wondered II he
had reached the land where II was
always afternoon, for there was such a
dead silence. II was like realm OF en-
chantment And was that the princessp
he querled, as no approached the house.
For Dolores was fast asleep In the ham
mock under the yeranda. Lifting his hat
to the sleeping beauty, he passed into
the house unceremoniously. Going TO
the drawing room, whore he expected TO
ind his aunt, he found instead room
darkened aud 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 tlp-toed by the sleeper, pa0sing TO
say;
Love, II thy troasos be 40 dark,
How dark Thy hidden eyes must be
And the tarnestness OF his look made her
conscious Of II. She gave little start
aud opened her eyes, but he vanished,
and she, only partially awakened, fell
asleep again.
But sleep has It's duration, aud Dolores
awakened and looked about her sur
! prlsedly and eXpectautly, then flushed
/ family as she recalled her supposed dream
/ of lair Saxon face and tender blue eyes,
and went TO call Mrs. Gentworth bend
ing over her and awakening her with a
/ kiss, saying
"Dear godmother, your beauty sleep is
/ too long YOU win grow plain again.
1 Then there is that ball at the Murrays'
tonight and my costume not quite dc.
| clded upon.
Destiny was at the ball that night to
! plot and counterplot, TO play with people
as with puppets, pairing and lmpairlng
And, seeing Dolores standing By Mfs.
Glentworth's side, dressed lIkoh French
morquise OF ulden times, with her pow
dered hair In delightful contrast TO her
dark eyes-her skirt OF cream-colored
SILK brocadod with crimson loopud over a
quilted pettlcoat with crimson roses,
sparkling Jewels rising and falling with
every heGrtthrob-she thought her a
fitting toy and, looking about, spied
Hilary entering the room, and brought
him TO complete the play.
His aunt greeted him with the utmost
surprise.
"Why, Hilary ! thought you on your
way from Germany. And Is not thi.
most unkind TO come here before coming
homeln
With his usual graclousness OF manner
AAhNi1 hlAhN lie UNuAt VIII NNIN lew
words, and was soon bending over
Dolores In acknowledgment OF Mrs.
Glentworth's eager presentation. Then
Destiny nodded with delight and hurried
10 arrange other people 60 her satisfac-
ton, II not theirs. She has reasons OF
her own for mating these two, aud
lowered about them listening to IIilary's
gallant speeches almost as dellghtGdly rs
! Dolores did
Dolores was puzzled and 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 away in llilary's arms TO the
delicious music OF Strauss waltz, Des.
tiny keeping perfect time with her indie.
fatigable and memorable feet.
Hilary was not remiss about calling the
next morning, nor did he need much urg.
Ing from Mrs. tilentworth TO induce him
10 send Tor his luggage. Aud she was
/ tusy thinking how well her plot was
working, how discreeilY she would chap.
erone them, how adroitly leave them Ia
themselves
Hilary thought TO teach Dolores Ger
man that summer, but her soft Spanish
| speech trlpped among the guttnrals, and
20 he cOntented himself with stretching
his lazy length at her feet and telling her
%. German customs aud scenery Instead.
They most often stfoiiud 10 Foinb Look.
| out, where there was fine backward
| view, and where they passed the after
moons with books and conversation.
One day they had been keeping silence
for long tlne-the silence born oil per-
iect content when Hilary exclaimed
abruptly;
"Delores, IL there n spell Of witcheraft
cast over these grounds. Listen, What
do you hearYp
Gust the splashlng Of the water al the
foot Of the cliffs aud the cry Of tie
cicadsi yes, aud the chlrping Of the
cricket, which saddens me-"
"WhyY"
"Becausc IL Is premoultiCn Of decay;
because " is reminder that these roses,
now IN the perfection OF bloom, will soon
drop their petals; that these oaks will
soon be purple aud russell, ani then bare;
aud then 80 we'll, who knows what then2n
said Dolores with sbudders But Hilary
hastily knelt at her side, looking into her
soft dark eyes with passionate feryor.
"DOlores," said he roproylu0y, land
them Surely, you forget that then you
arc 70 have the sunshine OF my love.
Why, we are TO be man and vile before
the oaks are bare, aud ] will protect and
cherish youi you VIII believe your path
way strewn with roses"
Dolores was silent for moment; then,
looking shyly into the face size loved -
well, said grayeiy;
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