Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1886-01-20

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sweeter picture OF youth and beauty i.
would have been Impossible to find.
who Is that lovely grip" asked
Walter, eagerly, rs she withdrew, to
leave US all together.
"A friend Of mme," replied care
leSsly, ''who is visiting US"
\ friend of yOursi" he echoed.
why. Belle, she is a WONDER mar
vel have seen the beauties Of Paris,
Vienna, and Madrid, bat she surpasse ses
them all. What golden hairl-what
vioict eyeSI Who is she? What is her
name?"
"Her name IS Eyrle," replied "and
she isa orphan. do not know much
OF her family, but am warmly attach
ed TO her."
No wonder " said he. III her mind
IS IKE her matchless face, she must
have been made to be loved"
smiled at his enthusiasm; he re-
manned with us the whole day, aud ac-
companied us in the evening TO the
opera. l say accompany US, but that
is figure of speech; Walters who'e
soul was in his eyes. and they never left
the lovely blushlng face of Florence.
DO you like him, Florencep" | ask
ed rs soon as we were alone.
lie is just what 1 expected to find
him." she replied, crimson flush dye
ing her fair face. ''Oh Belle" she ad-
ded earnestly, show very glad am
that he does not know mel''
SIT SENS to me-" said my father one
day. 'that Walter has a great deal of
leisure tlme.n
He coEtrives to make it," replied
my mother, with quiet smile. 'Ihava
thought for some time that he WAS fol-
lowing new profession with great
ar,lor.n
What do you mean, my dear? | do
not understand" said my father.
"ls it possible, Mr.. Dacre, that you
have not observed how he employs him.
self when he is here?" said NY mother
"NO," was the reply; but then l
have not your quick perception. What
is he doing?-falling in love with my
little BELIEF"
NO" said my mother, solemnly.
lie has fallen in love, but it is with
Miss Eyrle.''
Ny father gave vent to his feelings,
lament to say, in long and most un-
digniiied whistle.
u never heard or thought OF such
thing" he gasped at length; ''he must
be told the truth now: K is very Seri-
Gus thing: that will perhaps end 1t all.
Bat that very day Walter came to
lunch, and spent some time in giving
Miss Eyrle lesson in botany. They
were IN the conservatory, and l was
doing proprlety IN the drawing-room.
Lost IN my own thoughts had forgot
ten them, when | was aroused by the
sudden closing of the door, then a gol-
den bead was laid caressingly upon my
shoulder, and two little hands clasped
me tightly.
"Oh Beller' whispered a sweet voice
81 am so happyl He-Walter says he
loves me-"
held her to my heart aud kissed her
lovingly.
Ind you, Florenee,n said |; 'do you
Z ssfl4:lz''- -'-
"Love himr" she said, lifting her
beautiful face; "why, Belle, Ihave done
nothing else since you showed me his
picture at Oakdale. / never thought
then that should ever Sse him; but
still he seemed living reality TO me,
and filed my heart so entirely that l
have had room for no one else.''
"You will now be obliged to tell him
who you are" said /.
"Yes; and am SO frightened,i she
replied. .'Will it make him love NE
less? How wish 1 were quite poorl"
"Think of the happiness OF giving
him back bis own home" said /.
81 had forgotten that, Belle" she
said. 81 have only thought that he |
might dislike me if lie knew / had the
home that ought to be his.'
"Who could dislike you, my Florence |
under any circumstances" | asked. |
''But you must confess. and that be-
fore Walter has time to speak to papa;
the truth ought to come from YOU"
81 will tell him this very day, Belle,
if you will promise to stay with me-"
said Florence. "He is going to speak
TO your papa tomorrow"
Size made her escape on hearing the
sound of footsteps. The door slowly /
opened and Walter came III.
"Where is Miss Eyrle?" he inquired:
and looked up at him. "Ah Belle"
he said, II see by yoar face you know
all. Am / not happy and most fortu-
nate man, to think | should WIN trea-
sure so priceiess?"
You have indeed chosen wisely and
well, % replied. Florence is lovely;
but her pure, noble heart is her greatest
charm"
81 feel it, he said; Il know it,
"But, Walter" l added, gravelv,
"are you quite sure you have done well
In overlooking the good things of this
world in choosing wife? With your
name and title, you might have secured
a fortune large enough even to have
bought back Oakdale.'
"Belle," he cried, Indignantly, 81
wonder at you! My pride and pleasure
will be to work for my darling"
Just then Florence entered the room,
little thinking who was there; the del
ieate blush that tinged her cheek as she
saw Walter seemed to enrapture him,
and he stepped forward to meet her.
.Stop." | said. FLORENCE, come here
and confess your plotting, your decep-
ton, your concealment."
Her fair face turned deadly pale.
"What do you mean?" said Walter,
81 mean this, Sir Walter Bohun. 1
accuse Florence Eyrle of having deceiv-
ed you most thoroughly"
"How?" he asked. looking bewilder-
ID; she clasped her hands wlstfully, but
| went on: "She has led Jou to believe ,
she Is poor and obscure, whereas she is
in truth the only child of millionaire,
md heiress of Oakdale."
lie rushed towards her and left
them together; but ds closed the door
saw the golden head laid on his breast
While she sobbed, ''0h Walter L only
cared you would never like me If yOa
lnew who was"
The wedding bells peaied gaily from
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