St. Paul daily globe., 1886-11-21
LIZZIE's LOVE STORY.

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The dullest of days, that would neither
clear nor have the honesty to own up that i
was Il-tempered by indulging in hearty
shower; it just sulked; and. of all the
forms that temper can take, whether in
people or in weather. that is the most ag-
grayating.
1t was growing dusk now: there was not
even a break in the lowering gray cloud
that spread across the sky.
Lizzie Moore felt that she had put up
with matters just as long as it was possible;
so she suddenly stopped in prOwling UP
and down the long veranda. and. glancing
into the parlor to make sure that Aunt
Rhoda was busy with her knitting, she
darted down the steps. meaning, at least, to
rush off to the river and back, even if she
were drenched in the undertaking.
But of course, PontO woke up suddenly
from comfortable sleep, and indulged in a
series of frsks and hearty barks, prepara-
tory to joining his young mistress in her i'll
tended ramble.
The noise he made aroused Aunt Rhoda
from her work. She called out at once:
Mercy on us, Lizzie! you don't mean to
go out! Whyit's going to rain!"
$50 everybody has said since O'Clock
this morning. My opinion is. they'll keep
on saying it indefinitely, for l don't be-
lieve it will rain or clear up either"
Don't be so unreasonable" Aunt Rhoda
remarked, in mildly reproving way.
81 won't. aunty," Lizzie answered, with
her merriest laugh; but just now feel
that l must absolutely take run to the
river and back or | shall become lunatic
| before bedtime"
''At least put something over you. then, y
| said Aunt Rhoda, rising and coming to the
window. "Mercy on us, child. going out
with that muslin dress and no shawl, and il
| looking as black"
"All right aunty dearr' and Lizzie
snatched up shawl which she threw over
her arm, and. calling to Ponto, started of
through the grounds at pace so rapid that
Aunt Rhoda had no time TO call out any
more words of wisdom and advice after
her.
Aunt and niece had lived together for a
good many years i'm that quiet old house,
for Lizzie's father had married again when
she was 16. and the stepmOther was only
too glad to convince Mr.. Moore that it was
quite right that Aunt RhOda should be
gratitied in her wish to have with her the
child of that neglected first wife, with
whose history we have nothing to do
summed up, in fact, in that one sad word
have employed.
Lizzie was 25 now. Her father had been
| dead two years. Her life had been with
out much light or shadow, destitute of great
| joys or griefs; the sort OF tranquil exist
ence with which the young are most impa
| tient.
| Things happen so oddly in this world
that you need not accuse me of being
either sensational or improbable when
say at this moment Lizzie Moore was run
ming listleSSly forward to meet her fate
She came down to the river, lovely spo
in sunshine or moonlight. but it looked dis
mai now. as paradise itself would have
done in that gloom.
A boat was just putting into cove q
| short distance below the spot where SHE
stood. Lizzie recognized the worthy old
squire and the little craft with which he
haunted the water every leisure hour he
could command.
There was somebody with him, strange
gentleman; and as Lizzie looked second
time they were both walking toward her.
and the squire was waving his handker-
chief to attract her attention.
|
out. "What are you doing there. you i'll
sane girl? Don't you see it's going to rain
! at once? ! was just going to make run
| for il 10 your house and beg shelter for my
self and my friend here. Mr.. Dudley"
Miss Moore looked at Mr. Dudley, and
| became conscious she was regarding the
handsomest man she had ever seen in her
! lite-too handsome. almost: one of those
! golden haired. blue-eyed. tawny- bearded
men, whose luck it is to get so much femi-
nine worship in passing through this
world
A tall, splendidly built fellow, with an
air of pride that would not have misbecome
Lucifer which made his Difference to a
women whom he wished TO please all the
more charming Such noble, grand look
about him that one would have sworn he
never could have harbored mean thought
in his life, and that the dark rings about
| his ewes, which added so much to thelr
beauty. were caused by hard study oI
patiently borne trouble, or anything in tn
world except dissipation
And he was bowing to Lizzie and the
squire was saying: Now. there's no time
! for ceremony. See that black cloud COM
ing upl We must make run forit. Lizzie,
| take my arm"
| L D6 liSJ luilIS was " SSe ihiO iiiC itOusS
before the rain caught them: so off they
started at tremendous pace. and presently
Mr.. Dudley quietly took possession of Liz
zie's other arm and helped her along Sc
effectualiy that they reached the veranda
just as the first heavy drops began to fall.
Mr.. Dudley was duly presented to Aunt
| Rhoda ana they all went into tea.
Mr.. Dudley had letter of introduction
to Aunt Rhoda from a friend. He was an
old acquaintance of the sQuire's. and hao
come up TO the quiet neighborhood to spend
few weeks and rest-he did not say IRON
what; Lizzie felt sure from some very I'M
portant and persistent mental efforts.
There was whole month OF pleasant
days, then Clement Dudley was GONG
away; but before he went 1.-THE Old story
was whispered by his lips and wert stra GIL
| TO Lizzie's soul, and she knew that SIZE hao
come into possession of her Kingdom at
last: she loved and was beloved.
The next morning Dudley was Obliged to
leave: but, brief as the time was. he found
an opportunity to lay his case before Aunt