Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1886-11-28

inr. and never guessed at the depth OF earn
est reality which lay behind it. $50 1t has
Sally, and its Sally is not kind to Iti foor
thing! And it looks so detected and SO I'M
happy over itr
Lucy looked straight in front Of him, and
said not q WORT for full three minutes IL
fell rather hard upon him that she should Dc
so ignorant Of the truth: for during all these
wears, whenever he could scrape few days
leave together, be had almost invariably
spent it with Mrs Arkwright, who was his
only near relative Her house naturally
stood to him in the light Of home; and he
hardly over accepted any other invitations,
except it was to Ferrers' court where he al
WAYS spent some portion of his long leave.
Each time he had so come it had been with
the fixed determination that he would speak
10 o i've, and get the matter settled one way
or the other, for veal or woe; but each time
he had gone away without putting the mo-
mentous question into words, because he felt
that so long as Olive seemed to encourage
nobody else it was best for him TO await In
patience the development OF events. 80 eacn
time he left his sisters house it was without
coming any nearor to the attainment OF MS
wishes-without indeel any change, except
that he each time grew a shade more lnti-
mate with the Wey lands in general and with
o We in particular, and that he each time
went away mora desperately in love with
her than ever.
SO MANY, many things seemed to come be-
tween them, serving as almost insurmount-
able barriers. in the first place, Olive would
ono day be enormor sly rich; and as he had
oniv some seven or eight hundred year-a
very modest income beside what hers would
be-he moro than once went away feeling
that some small signs Of encouragement
should come from her before he could ask
her to become his wife; and it must be owned
that while Olive was always very sweet and
friendly 10 him, treating him with familiar
ity which she accorded to no one else, she had
never given him that particular kind OF en-
couragement which he desired, partly be-
cause she never for one moment entertained
an idea that he was really in love with her,
or suspected that his extravaganza and mys-
FERROUS savings were all true and had ailu-
sion to herself.
Well for full three minutes Lucy did not
say one word; then he remarked, suddenly:
HOh! by the by, Miss Weyland, 1 ventured
to bwing you small birthday offering. l
hone YOU will do me the honor Of accepting
It."
ITO be sure" replied Olive, never noticing
the silence and the sudden change to ice Of
his tone, chiefly because she was thinking
what fine fellow Lucy's friend was, and
how we'll set upon his shoulders was his
handsome head. "To DO sure It's very
kind OF you always TO remember my birth
day. never make you any return for it;
but this year will send you Q present, see
if 1 do not"
The iciness Of Lucy's tone melted as he
replied, and gave place TO the tenderness OF
inetfable love.
a will keep it forev-ah!" he exclaimed.
II was hard lines, but must confess that
Olive Wey and went into an agonizing fit OF
laughter If only she had known what the
drawl covered! But she did not, therefore
she answered with careless gayety and u
world of laughter in her deep gray eyes:
"Then | shall certainly send it There is
such a soil satisfaction in sending present
TO somebody who will keep it-forev-ah!"
It was quite unconsciously that her gay voice
took an infection which was a very echo of
his. "What shall it bel A birthday book"
"A birthday book" returned Lucy, with
the ready acouiescencs he woull have given
had she proposed to give him an elephant or
a crinoline.
They had reached the stable yard by that
time, and Just rs Hardness and Mr. Wey-
land disappeared through the doorway of a
loose box Olive made fresh suggestion.
"Or. suppose we say nice little locket,
that you can wear SallY's hair in and hang
on to the end of your watch chaini" she
lau ched misChevously. at might make
Sally Jealous; and there's nothing like jeal-
ousv, YOU know for fastening on little af-
fairs Of that kind. You will be able to say
in all honesty that lady gave it to you-a
yOltng lady Don't you think you had bot
ter say locket"
"If YOU will give me one. And-er-you
wreally think"-looking down upon hor
without so much as the ghost of a smile on
his face or the eaSs little twinkle of anus
mcnt in his blue eyes, perhaps because he
was so very much i'll earnest and not in
tho least amuSed-"and YOU wrca!iY think
thcwre's nothing like Jealousy for helping
such matters on!7
ooh. nothing" she answered promptly.
"But how do you know" he persisted.
"Oh,n said she, wisely, "beCauso every one
SAYS so-all the story books-every one"
with an expansive gesture of her arms, as if
TO include the whole world
"But how is the jealousy to be hwrought
abouiP he asked
"Oh, it's all quite easy, to judge by the
story books. A little wholesome neglcct--a
little attention to somebody olso, who is not
SUPPOSED to mind or be deceived for mo-
ment, but who sometimes dies OF 4 broken
heart-a few gifts of books and flowers TO
the somebody else; after which the obdurato
Sally comes to her senses, or has with most
unadylike and uumaidenly rapidIty; after
which the whole affair is settled IN five
minutes, and the two live happy and joy-
ously forever. ! assure you that is quite
tue proper way"
"Tll twry it." said Lucy, solomnly, and
with emphasis; an twry it, upon my word
will"
al would," said Olive, ncddng hcr head
and showing her pretty white tAoth in
smile. "And pits it up as high IA you like
about the locket," she added. Yes, she did
relapse into slang sometimes, | admit it.
an give you photograph, to', If you