Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1886-10-16

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forgot that he was no silver-haired
patriarch, but handsome young
man, surrounded by all the adjuncts
of wealth and luxury. She remem'
bered only poor Charley and her
own sickening idea of debt, disgrace
and ruin; and sinking on her knees
at his feet, she sobbed out her pitt
full story.
He is SO young she walled, so
young, surely you viii not refuse to
give him another chance for name
and famel | will be servant, a
seamstress-what you please, only
promise me that you will not visit
him with the penalties of the law |
Her voice died into quivering 81
lence, but her eyes still appealed.
Rise, Miss Wayland,' said the
young man, without a moments con
sideration. Il promise that this OF
fence of your brothers shall be over
looked for the sake of the sister who
has pleaded so eloquently for him..
And What can / do for you (
What must / do? For if / cannot
repay the money in some shape or
other / shall die of shame and NOR
tifcation
i will take the matter into consid-
eration,' said Mr.. Glencross,g ravely,
yet not without certain CLEAN of
amusement in the corners of his
mouth at the idea of that pretty,
slender creature renderingup to him
the equivalent of the five hundred
dollars. And now, Cousin Lilias--
for believe we may claim relation
ship, although it is somewhat dis
tant--I shall insist upon you as my
SueSb lOT " Wuilt. lSo hhS Aih5 oHNA
send for my motherP
Mrs. Glencross, stately old lady
in black silk and Valencinnes lace,
welcomed Lilias Wayland with a
smiling hospitality which belonged
to the ancient regime, and almost
before she knew it the girl found her
self chatting innocently away to her
| hostess, as if she had lived all her
life in the sunshine of that pleasant
smile; while Paulus Glencross, bus
led among some papers at the table
beyond, watched the sweet change
ing countenance with new interest.
i never saw such a lovely face in
my life,' he thought. The profile is
as purely Grecian as the face of the
Hero on my mothers cameo, and
the eyes are as full of shifting lights
as diamond Upon my word, this
little new cousin is an acquisition y
When Lilias wrote her happy let
ter home that night Mr.. Glencross
added pleasant postscript and
Charley Wayland kney that his sea-
son of peril was over.
Lilly had been nearly month tho
guest of the stately old lady in
black silk and Valenciennes lace,
when one day Paulus, coming sud-
denly into the purple twilight Of the
drawing-rooms, found her sitting all
alone with tear drops g!ittering on
her peachy cheek.
Why Lily, what is the matterf
Nothing, Paulus'-they had grown
to be good friends by this. time
only | have been dreaming very
pleasantly, and the time Of waking
has come atlasto. - :
You. mysterious. little sphinx,
what on earth do you mean 2
She colored and cast down her
eyes.
The five hundred dollars, Paulus
they are yet to be paid. No
don't interrupt me. | cannot con-
sent to indulge your generous inn
| pulses. / must pay you, and there
is no other way for me than to seek
a situation as governess or instruc-
tress in some seminary. So Paulus,
/ have written an advertisement and
if you will be so kind as to take it