The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1886-11-25
POLES APART.

against the trail uOOr-pOSC OF tuo Sum-
mer house TIL the airy building rocked
to its foundations.
Say one kind word, Stella. My love
may not seem much to you, but at
least it is the best l have to give" he
said. earnestly, looking very white and
hurt.
Stella Howard, sitting sweet and
calm in her white gown and pearls,
half glanced toward her impetuous
lover, then dropped her blue eyes
again with a suspicion of a dainty
shudder.
Dicks hands were so very big and
red, and his evening dress looked as if
| it came out of the ark. OF course he
was very good and nice, and Stella did
not mind his clumsy. little attentions
when no more interesting was at hand;
but to be made love to by big, awk-
ward. young civil engineer working on
the new railway line! a creature who
couldn't sing or ride, or play billiards;
who entered room like wandering
elephant, and was forever buried in
| diagrams and calculations, instead of
talking society chatter! Stella could
not help feeling it decided liberty on
| Dick Fellowes' part to imagine himself
| entitled to love Colonel Towards only
| daughter, and she heartily wished she
had never suggested his being invited
to dinner-at which he had overturned
glass of chablis over her new lace
| f1ounce-or consented to show him the
garden in the soft sunset glow Of that
June evening.
Il don't know what to say. I've
| told you it isn't the least use, Mr.. Eel
loves; your life and mine are poles
apart; we can't make them meet. I'm
very sorry You should be panied. Try
| to forget it ALL she answered. trying
rot to show her disdain too plainly.
Forget echoed Fellowes, the
blood rushing to his temples. NO,
that's not likely. tell you while you
live no man will love you as have
done. Good-by. Stella; can't stand
any more Heaven bless you, although
| you are so cruel!'
And he was out of sight down the
garden path before Stella could have
stopped him, even had she so wished.
What curiously abrupt manners he
had, thought she, as she made her way
to the drawing room through the sweet
scented roses to sing the song Captain
Thurlow had begged for in whisper
as she left the table. How odd to 20
without bidding good-by! And he was
leaving Churlstone the next day, she
knew.
Captain Thurlow's polished manner
was positive relief after such behav-
ior, and as he turned the pages of the
Bohemian Girl!' and murmured COM
pliments into Stella Towards well
J pleased ear Dick Fellowes AID his WOO
ing faded from her mind like a disa-
greeable dream.
Only once did she hear his name In
the two years that followed, and that
was in connection with the scheme Of
some proposed Government works, ano
he was called '.Mr. Fellowes, the well
known and rising engineer"
Dick rising! Dick famous! Stella
was sensible of little shock of intense
wonder.
But there was very little time fol
any thought of the outside world after
that. Colonel Howard died in AZ
ghanistan, and Stella found herself q
penniless orphan, dependent on the
distant relations with whom she was
living Even in her sorrow and de-
spair there was little ray of comfor,
in the thought of Captain Thurlow.
Surely there was one strong arm and
brave heart that would not fail her.
But Captain Thurlow was endowed
with knowledge of the world. which
made him keenly aware of the nice
difference between Miss Howard the
pretty daughter of his reputedly
wealthy Colonel and Miss Howard the
penniless orphan. His engagement tt
a Lancashire manufacturer daughter
was in all the society papers within {
fortnigh and as Stella tried to crust
out the modification and resentment
from her heart, which seemed full te
overfowing. there sounded in her ears
as if it were prophecy, Dick Fellowes
parting words:
mo one will ever love you as
have DONE"
! Was it all the perversity of a woman,
dwell SO often and SO kindly on thu
recollection of that wooing rs TIM
went on? In the old days life had helt
80 much love for her that Dick seemed
thing little worth the having; nov
that she was that lonely thing, gov
erness in other peoples houses, sh
wondered how she could have despiset
any love so honest and SO true, and he
recollection of clumsy Dick grew to b.
a very kind and gentle one.
Not that her lot was as hard as tina
of many; indeed, the Bouchers wer
very kind to her. Her pupils wcr
good and affectionate, with the careles
affection of children; she had plenty t
eat and drink and nothing to complain
of, except that her life had passed he
by. She tried to do her duty, to teacl
the children well and wisely, to hell
Mrs. Boucher with her numerous guest
and society cares.
The house was to be full for regatt
as usual, and Stella had promised +
give up her holiday till they were al
gone again. She was writing notes TO
great garden party when the littl
girls burst in upon her in wild excite
mept.
''Oh, Miss Howard! only think! 81
Richie is coming-our own dear 81
Richie. Isn't it lovelyr' they cried.
s.And who may Sir Richie beP' in
quired Miss Howard, very composed
~, directing another envelope.
mot know our Sir Richie? Why
everybody knows him. He play
tennis with us, and rows US ON tn
lake, and buys us dolls. Fancy
mamma, Miss Howard does not kno,
our own darling Sir Richie!''
Miss Howard has been out of SC
ciety so long that there is an excus
of Sir Richard Fellowes," rssponde
Mrs. Boucher.
The pen rolled over upon the newl