Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1886-02-19

You.need 9 nursery governess for the.
bows 9 is5
.'Let her. be nursery goyerness some
where else!' cried Mrs. y alentine. ex
asperated,
gu have. taken q dislike 70 Miss
Ventnor, Clara; !, said her bother,
ut is you who have taken an unac-
countable liking to her.. believe you
are in love with the grill
'''Clara!" .5.1 ss35: s :: ss3 .:s#
Beverley 's'voice contained q note of
warning. He had turned pale. But
Mrs. Vale atine's prudence had forsak-
en- her. a 'sts .2Sss mi VI
Eyes, indeed, think so. Blanche
Conway is forgotten at last it seems. =
The words were scarcely spoken be-
fore Mrs. Valentine could have bitten
her tongue out for uttering them.
She was frightened and sorry. It
was, q very sore spot in her brothers:
memory that she had touched. She
was going to make such blnnderlng
amends as she could when the portiere
was hastily drawn aside, and they.
both saw Lucille Ventnor on the
threshold. a~D.. .-..s, 80 r. -. -,
II have heard every word" the girl
color in her face, but her voice was
steady and her gaze brave and direct.
II did not mean to; but was going
through the next room, and Istopped
before / knewit. Forgive me, and let
me go. You have been very, very
kind to me, / shall never forget it. But
must not be the cause of misunder-
standing. l see now that I should
not have stayed so long"
She paused suddenly and put her
hand to her head.
"Never mind, child-never mind"
said Mrs. Valentine soothingly.
She was rather startled at this de-
nouncement to the scene she had
brought about. But Beverley said
very quietly:
Enough. Clara. Let Miss Ventnor
do as she thinks ft."
And Lucille turned and left the
room.
Perhaps it is just as we'll that she
did hear" Mrs. Valentine reflected
when her brother, too, had gone, leay-
ing her alone. IF I can only get her
away quietly now, and before any
thing happens!"
She did put her fears into more
precise formula than this of s'anything
happening Had she been called up
on to particularize, however, she
would have said impatiently that "of
course it would be extremely trying to
have Hugh at this late day marrying
an obscure and penniless girl twenty
years his junior"
Meanwhile, Beverley had gone to the
ante-r DOM, which led into his little
nephew's school-room, and taking
book had sat down in the window.
A very short time passed before
Lucille came hastily through.
She started on seeing him, and made
q motion as though to escape. Her
eyes were red with weeping.
Beverley quickly laid firm detain-
ing hand upon her arm.
II don't want you to 60, Miss Vent
nor, want you to stay-as my
WIFE,"
The words were spoken. For a
minute they both looked in silence
into each others eyes.
"Oh, no, mol" cried Lucille then.
'"That can't be. Let me go''
But Beverley, in that one moment,
had learned her secret too. Hesmiled
and took her hand.
"My child, 1 have loved you from
the very first, since you looked at me
with those pathetic eyes the day your
mother died. My poor lost lamb left
alone in this bleak world! Do seem
too old for you, Lucille? Believe me,
my dear, will cherish you as the ap-
pie Of my eye"
What other fond nonsense he whis-
pered over the dark head pillowed on
his breast it behooves us not to know.
Presently he said:
"There is one thing more Lucille.
You heard my sister mention q wom-
ans name. Youhavedo doubtless heard
her say, too, that I never meant to
marry Perhaps the two things
! are connected in your mind. I did
| love that woman long years ago, dear.
But she was unworthy. It was deep
wound. Thought it would never heal
but it is obliterated now-gone-for-
gotten-since the day when I found
my poor little girl alone in the Tyro-
lean inn?" Is all clear to you now,
Lucille, mine?"
In words Beverley had no reply, but
he seemed to wish for none; her eyes
spoke.
Suddenly, blushing rosy red, she dis
engaged herself from the strong encir-
cling arm. 3D..
ooh, what will Mrs. Valentine say?"
she murmered. "She will be $3.50"
"Disappointed?' supplemented Bev-
erley. "Poor Clara! I am afraid SOL
and he laughed. "But she is excellent
at bottom. She will get over it, DEAR -
ID Superstit1ons of the Sea.
There is story told by sailors of a
haunted ship that used to sail out OF
Liverpool. The last voyage shemade
as an ordinary ship with no ghostly
accompaniment, she had asupercargo
/. .