Nevada County picayune., 1886-03-24
AUNT RIa'S LEGACY.

always heard yeu called. Pray Miss Blanchford, what is your naIne!'
 II am named for my dear, old fashioned aunt Dorinda." she said, addressing Lewald Llewehyh, who had asked the question. Having two of the same name Tn the fami- ly, l, the yonngef, am called Little Rin. It isn't pretty name, or TO- mantle, but very convenient and 20 appropriate"
 The party were at the Osprey House, near the South Downs. in the finest of the fine summer weather; and as the young lady spoke, st:r turned and pointed to one of the prettiest of tue shore cottages.
 There is my aunt Dorinda's summer house,n she said.
 'Is Mrs. General B1enyillc your aunt?' asked Llewellyn with sur prise.
 A moment more and the group had separated, Aubrey Nillars talk ing Godfrey Thorhe by the arm and leading him off to whisper in h;s ear:
 Ms. General Blenville is very Old-very eccentric-but the rich est woman 1 know; and if Little Rin is her neice she must be an heiress as we'll as a belle and beau ty.o
 The others exchanged much the same condolences. Llewellyn alone sad notlt,n9, but walked away thinking.
 Ue had often wondered how a girl could be as beautiful as Miss Blanchford and not be spoiled; and now it turned out that she was 
 in perspective, rich, he marvelcd sull more.
 Certainly Little Rin, with her ac conrplishmentS, her lightness and grace, did 0ot seem fitted to be a wife of poor man. He had bet ter not dream of it, I3ut tire beach. with its pleasant hooks, suddenly had lost its satisfaction. He grew restless, there was gnawing pain at his heart. It amazed him to find that he had hoped.
 The s,,stle eff Miss Blanchford'S silver gray dress ,n'on the piazza aroused him.
 1t is very naughty to be idle" said a musical voice "Come and take care of me while l go down ! on the rocks and catch some smelts for papa's breakfast"
 She led the way down upon the rocks, merrily talking.
 "I love to steal awhile away, don't you?' sile quoted. I've have nice social times here-the boardcrs are very agreeable; but its deliciously quiet out here-it rests one.'
 I He had baited her hook and put ] the rcd into her hand. He then held a Grooping branch of the sin gle tree to shelter her face. Then he stood and watched the perfect contour of the. rOseate cheek and dmpled chin, while she dropped ' the.hook into the water and quietly waited. Suddenly the lovely eyes blucr than the ribbons, looked full up.
 Hasn't this been a delightful summer"
 "It has been to me-" he replied. Something flashed from his gray eyes into her blue ones; the white lids fell quickly.
 "But is past" he added, after pause. "I go home tomorrow"
 Il suppose we, too, will go be- fore the month is out"
 
 Let me tell you why the Bum. mer has been so pleasant to me- he said, "because tine sweetest wO- man l have ever known has been my companion. And 1 go to-mor- row, much as l would like to stay, because-let me say it, for say it without hope-I love her."
 One little moment all was still but the clashing of the waters and the shrill cries of the snowy wheel. ing gulls. Then the blue of the lovely eyes shone out.
 "Why should you not hope, Le. wald, when she loves you!'
 He knelt down, took the oval face between his trembling hands ] n o ,l,,t sha,n ,ras na ocnnna for