San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-11-04

, 1T Is always best 70 use nTtIe dIpIO-
macy with such people"
Drawing his chair nearer, he added,
I in a suppressed tone:
Z II may as well let You into a little Sc
. cret, Esther. My business is not what
! il has been. | have been running Se-
3 hind for some months. Unless relief
comes from some quarter, We are ru-
/ ined. u s...
Ruined, james,"
"Hushl It's no use proclaiming the
/ fact to the whole household. Our ex-
| penses are heavy, and scarcely know
/ which way to turn TO meet them. Our
| daughter Marcia is Just coming out,
and Of course will be more OF burden
than ever. IL won't do to stint her i'm
any way; now is her time to catch young
Castletos for her husband. The Yong
er children must be provided for
Every thing depends upon this crotche-
| ty old woman. So her visit is most OPP
perfume, after all. 1t will be well worth
while TO find the way into her good
graceS." ~ -.
Mrs. Beaman leaned her head upon
her hand. She was proud, ambitious
woman, and had been greatly disturbed
by her husbands words.
Hdu ltltd NtIt
a condition." she said, after a pause
Marcia must be warned, or she will
take no pains to make herself agreeable
to the old lady. Our chances of inher-
iting her money are not SO bad. There
is but one person really fear"
WHO is thaty' H.
"You have heard Inc speak of Ge--
trude Vane?~ She bore the same rela-
ton to Aunt Waugh that do"
Eyes
''She lived with the old lady for some
years, as an adopted daughter. That
was long ago. She finally married
against our great-aunt's wishes, and
was discarded. She IS dead now, as is
also her husband. But have been told
they left daughter, who must now be
a young lady"
"And you look upon this girl as a
rival?'' ....-..
"Yes. Aunt Waugh was extremely
fond of her mother until they quarrelled
and separated. She might relent at
any moment, and think it her duty to
hunt up the child" ....s.
1--WE must take care of that" Mr..
Beaman answered, significantly.
An hour later Mrs. Waugh arrived.
A bent, wrinkled old woman of nearly
eighty, with grim, hard face, and the
blunt manners of one accustomed to
be obeyed. There was wistful, almost
pathetic look in her keen, gray eyes.
however, as she stood i'm the handsome
drawing-room, holding Mrs. Beaman's
jewelled hand In her own.
You and are among the last of our
race, Esther" she said. 1T is a pity
we have seen so little of each other"
1T has not been my fault, Mrs. Bea-
man answered, sweetly.5"I would glad
lly have welcomed you to my home and
heart at any time, dear aunt. / hope
you have come to remain" -.. =.
Mrs. Waugh produced an ear-trump-
ct from under her costly India shawl.
You must speak little louder, niece,
she said, placing the trumpet to her
ear. II do not hear so well as i once
did"
Have / got to scream myself
hoarse?" she muttered. "This is more
than l bargained for"
At this moment, a babel of COM
mingled sounds arose from the garden
underneath the open window. There
were screams and cries, the dull thud
of blows, and volley of angry words,
such as will not bear repeating, became
audible in the confusion. .f-
What's thatp" cried Mrs. Waugh,
starting, and holding the trumpet to
her ear. n....O ..- = I'M %.
The children at play" Mrs. Beaman
answered, sweetly. 1.-The little dears
are having vacation, and enjoy it
greatly. They are so full of life and
spirit, the little angelsl Do you like
children, Aunt Waugh?"
"Humphl yes-when they keep their
ui s.sI --.-.
IN Mlne VIII 9e no annoyance 10 you.
~, hhney are connhed 10 the nursery, Tor
one arosS part ~ l. na I'VE eLgaged new
EEg In;r siS, Mno MN ne neIe to-morroW.
sh me dDei.y VIII Pe restrlctsd "heh
'ii ME- 70 np Wen W ,oO n aISef ,nem .;,o
I'D no. . auSh SonipiaiIeu vi Iatlgue'
anu ahs r was soon Shown TO her chamber.
she nIosea 't ~ So ~ yle HOUSE. As
sie s U,Hseu tb tne uoor ana looked around
WHY nsGfy Sau o paroeu ner t.lln ups.
oo,v - " . Sosu i, aneo t anu non
es.y ~ rs useless looking Ior IL mere,
oto nisneH; pus siail noI go away
a. vmv9 NY leaslses MAY LhproVe up
vi aua s.ei aSq9alh.ance. ~ would DO
R,raSaa o, ~ !, uiio one WHO would love me
io M h,y sen;
braaI fn neH t IlIIhtg, as sile ga. az lLe
ran T. od Ssam han;aho5 M Nhn the cnilt-
i iu' i"u Deeii paiiisheu-sh saiu, abrupt
1:sr foo, tho uoo;oht ~ % 49, :,
and more. / am an old, old woman
now, and cannot expect to live much
longer" - - -
u stNonsense - said Mr. Reaman. ssvo,,
are good for An hundred. -
mo; the grim messenger might come
at any time It bebooves me 70 act INV
worldly affairs in order" ' " ''' N