The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1888-03-31

hard proud mouth, and gray eyes,
that looked Eloise through and
through.
"You are rather young" she said
coldly. "What are your qualifica-
tions?"
'My mother was a Frenchwoman,"
Eloise answered, quietly, "and I
was born in France. l learned the
language when I was a baby"
"That is some advantage" said
Mrs. Landell. "My nephew wishes
some one with a correct accent.
You can furnish references, of
course 9'1
81 can"
every well, I will call Mr.. Lam
dell. If you are agreeable to him,
and your reference is satisfactory, /
will send you word in a few days,
and we can talk about the salary"
She left the room with d slight in
clination of the head, and Eloise
waited some time before a gentle
man, with full black beard, and a
green shade over his eyes came to
talk with her.
In feeling his way TO chair, he
almost fell over a low ottoman, and
Eloise put out her hand and led
him safely to seat.
'I am almost entirely blind" he
said YEARLY.
81 am very sorry" was the gentle
reply.
He turned his head quickly.
you are a lady," he said, II can
tell by your voice. 1 did not want
a man. 1t makes me envious when
1 see other men well and strong,
with good eyes, while l am"
He stopped abruptly.
"You speak French ?"
eyes" Eloise answered.
swell, can understand good
deal. l want you to talk to me-
talk about every thing. Tell me
what you see in the ROOM"
Eloise glanced around. Over the
mantel hung the portrait of a fine
looking man. Her eyes rested on it
and she began fluently in French;
"The picture over the mantel re-
sembles some one l know. The
hair grows down on the forehead in
very unusual way. One doesn't
see that very often"
at is my grandfather, said Her
bert Landell. Nearly all the Her
berts had that peculiarly. My
great-grandfather, Walter Herbert,
looked in the same way"
"How odd" exclaimed Eloise.
"The boy who resembles your grand
father is called Walter, too-Walter
Bryant"
"Walter BryantI" echoed Mr..
Landell, with a perceptible start.
"What do you know about him ?"
HE is very nice boy Eloise
continued-"very clever and gentle
manly. 1 am very much interested
in him."
"Where does he live ?" asked Mr..
Landell in the peremptory manner
permitted to invalids. "Tell me all
about him ?"
"He lives out of town. His fa-
ther is dead" responded Eloise.
Gle lives out of town His fa-
ther is dead p echoed Herbert
Landell. "Poor boy i What does
his mother do And has she any
thing to live on ?"
"Not much. Walter has TO leave
college, and it is great pity indeed
for he is very smart, they say"
"Ah, that is a pity l suppose 1
should have had to leave college if
it had not been for my aunt. What
a poor beggar should have been
blind and penniless."
He reused himself suddenly with
the recollection that he was confid-
ing rather freely in a stranger.
81 will detain you, Miss Arnold"
he said. "You will probably hear
from Mrs. Landell in a few days"
So Eloise left him but she was
sent for soon, and before long be-
came a daily visitor at the Landells.
Herbert was extremely partial TO
her society. He saw nothing of the
world, could read nothing, and new
or went out except for exercise.
In this situation, he took great in
terest in small things, and had 500 n
ferreted out the whole story of Wal
ter Bryant, though Eloise modestly
withheld from him the fact of her
generous intentions. To him she
was simply clever young girl who
earned her living and whom he
liked exceedingly.
The summer wore away, and Wal
ter Bryant learned that he had at
his disposal another term at college.