Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1886-10-07

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too late To begin anew.
so Ethelvn went downstairs to Mrs.
,Johnson's room. and meekly asked the
fat landladv TO help her to some way OF
earning her daily bread, and Mr.. Oar
CIV. standing by the window, particle
pated in the discussion.
Ethelyn had gone down prepared to
be very cold and self-contained, but
somehow Mr. Darcy's kindness melted
her overburdened heart and the first
she knew she was crying.
Now don't, my dear young lady
don't" said Mr.. Darcy, laying his
brown hand soothingly on her bright
hair wen find something for you to
do-see if we don't Why, | know of a
house where they need a young person
like you terribly"
Ethelyn looked up, and began to dry
her eyes.
"In what capacity, Mr.. DarcyP"
"Well. rs a sort OF companion, you
know-to oversee things, and look after
the conservatory, and do-oh, lots of
things. III 90 round with you next
week and introduce you. if you say so. "
ooh, Mr.. Darcy, il you would be so
kindr
And, with new heart and hope, Ethe-
Ivn set ont to see what might have been
the fate of her picture in the shop-win-
dow.
"Sold?0
"Yes, ma am"
The picture-dealer gave her three
twenty pound notes IN business-like
sort Of way. Ethelyn very nearly
dropped them.
Sixty pounds, Mr.. Jennings? But
the price was only forty
II know it, Miss Harvey; but the gen
tleman said 1t was worth sixty, and |,
of course, had your interest too much at
heart to allow the opportunity to slip
by"
''What was his name?N
'He declined 90 give it, Miss Har-
vey
Ethelyn went home, feeling as if
some good fairy We're working in hel
behalf
Mr.. Darcy smiled as Ethelyn told him
OF her unexpected fortune.
Some eccentric old rascal, probably,
who had more money than he knew
what to do with, Miss Ethelyn. "
That was all the remark he made
"Well. Miss Ethelyn, are you ready
to 90 and look for your new situation!"
asked Mr.. Darcy just week after
wards,
Quite ready, sir.
She Slipped her arm contidingly
through his as they went out into the
snow-pavcd streets
Somehow, Ethelyn was beginning to
feel a very strong trust in the brown
faced tenant OF the second-hoor back
room
A splendid brown-stone mansion,
with n yeStibule Of colored marble, and
superb Eiizabcthan staircase sweep
inc up in the centre Of the hall.
Ethelyn glanced round. half-frighten-
ed ut the sound of.her overnight foot
steps,
Let us 60 upstairs, Ethelyn.'
Ill am afraid should never give
satisfaction in an establishment like
this
"Fiddleslicks! Don't then"
And against the tinted walls she saw
the picture of Morning" hanging, with
marble statues cleaning on either sidC
of it,
MY picture! Oh, how sweet anC
familiar il lOoksr'
"Well, Ethelyn," laughed Mr.. Darcy
will you accept the situation hereP"
"Who lives in this housewife owns
it?' asked Ethelyn, looking round the
splendid apartments.
II do.
"You, Mr., Darcy"
IL And | want a companion-a
wife, if you call it so, VIII You come
TO my solitary home, dearestP | have
loved you ever since the day you passed
me ON the staircase Of Mrs. Johnson's
house
And before Ethelyn knew it she had
said Yes
Fer she loved the little brown-facec
man who had wooed her so strangely.
Ethelyn Darcy paints now in n hand.
some studio hung with crimson velvet
and decorated with rare old gems o
art; but of all her pictures Morning
is the favorlte still.
YOuu0 man in sp9rpb of a nlann--