Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1888-07-20

some others were present, and lead Il
themes. 81 would marry the woman loved %
my father disinherited me on the spot.
'Beggary signifies nothing returned
another One would not ask, has she dot,
but has she blue blood "
An ancestral tree in short, with more
roots than branches spoke third. As
for myself, / confess / should prefer my wife
Co belong to the impecuniOus old families
rather Unan to the nOuyeau ricue Poor
Bishop, how this world came down upoIE
him when he fell in love with a shopgirl. With
neither blood or bullion, his mother especial
~! But Bishop stood to his guns; it must
have taken a lot of pluck to weather all he
did from friend or foe
You call that pluck?'' said Chester, 81
call IT Obstlnacy, in his case 1t was such
an easy thing for Bishop to fall in love that
he might have pleased his mother and given
up the girl.
And what do you think Mr.. Van Huy-
sam?' asked Estele.
ZIP / think Bishop was a fool: that isl
mean-there may be exceptional shOpgirls,
who have all the refinement and cultivation
all the traditions Of gOOd-breeding, in the
world; but Bishops choice was not one of
these be was simply beautiful. and he was
fool to allow himself, at his age, to be hood
Wlnked, so to speak, by mere flesh and
blood
81 quite agree with you" she said.
Il could have bitten my tongue out when
called BISHOP fOOl-in fact the whole subject
seemed maIaproprOs to me, and went away
WITH a sense Of defeat. But how could I tell
her that, although might draw the line at
the shOpgirl marrying a landlady's daughter
was quite another affair? Every day to be
sure, made up my mind that l would seek
EsUeLe no more, that the difficulties in the
case were too great to be surm Ounted: buti
every day, all the same, found me beside her
without self-denial enough to resign the in
finite charm Of her presence. and vet too
weak OF Will TO accept all the consequences Of
such an alliance,
You would say that i'll could thus iudpe
and weigh circumstances I was not in love
But what is it, when all your soul is satu-
rated with thoughts of one being, when YOU
seem TO be not so much yourself as another
The heroine in "Wuthering Heights" asks.
DO love Heathclihe? / am Heathcliffe;"
and so, am sure, felt With regard to Els
telle. am certain that in time 1 should
have overcome all obstacles. that the nObili-
y within me would have got the better of
any meaner qualities but every mans ma
Uure or temperament is in "a manner his own
late. Had not been quite certain at this
time thGt pleased Estellev IN spite of her
gentle hauteur. perhaps L should have been
able to overcome my social scruples sooner.
lew weeks later was called away on bust
ness, and 1t was month or more before 1
found 1t convenient to return. During this
time had written to Estelle moFethan once,
without, however, receiving any reply. Yet
L was sure she was mine; that / had only to
speak; and i meant to speak at last-tO
speak so elOQuentiy that she would not re-
member the silence had been long
just went to pay my respects to. Madame
Hampton.
81 have been making my Wilt she said,
after a little.
your win Madame?"
eyes. 1 have other heirs besides EstelIe,
Who may dispute it. They Will contend that
am-what they may csH a crank But
had method in my madness. L beg yOu to
be my executor
81 am at Your service, Madame
Thank you. L leave the bulk Of my
property TO Estelle,'
''The bulki'' repeated. 'rYou havefound
your business remuneratiYe2"
She chuckled audibly. Il have found It
entertaining enlightening," She answered.
ut has paid me? Yes. I have discovered
who are my friends. I must tell you that
Estelle is not my daughter"
Not your daughter"
Are you disappointed? When her father
died abroad, insOlvent, I was at hand. We
we're both drinking the same waters at some,
German spa. Long ago had been going to
marry Mr. Douglass, her father.
'EMr. Douglass?
eyes. Does the name offend you? When
ne died promised to take Estelie if I might
give her my name and money. There was
literally nothing left from the estate for her
to live upon. However, when 1 returned
IRON Europe L returned a pauper, So to-
speak. Do you follow me? I allowed myself
a little masquerade 1 deceived even Estelle,-
but have never deprived her of luxury;
even the lace on her handkerchief is real. She
often marVels that the business is so good. Z
have held the purse, and she has been glad to-
work with me. But my friends were too in
dignant at my misfOrtunes to lend me aid
" hat business had l to lose the money which
they might have inherited? And daughterl
They wanted me to place EStelie in q shop
Estelle! How laughed in my sleeve! I ann
now about to retire from business, the doc
tor has advised me to make my will You
Will lind Estelle in the MUSHROOM"
/ entered the music room without knocking
with her mandelOn on her lap, but every
chord had snapped in the last stormy touch.
on have returned - she said, smiling as
a ghost may smile.
Yes. L have come to tell yOu-What YOU al
ready Know love you, Estelle. I have loved
you since first met you; yes, and before.
/ loved you before knew you existed. 1t
must be so, because L have never loved until
now. You do not doubt it2,'
NO, do not doubt it; L. knox that you
love me- Mr.. Van Huysam; and know that
your love must be great, since 1t has over
come every conventional scruple in your
heart
My darling Estelle, was sure you loved
me; 1t Is that which has given me cOurag e.'
1 would have taken her in my arms, and
kissed that perfect cheek where the rose was
just beginning to blossom; but sheescaped!
me.
You knew that loved you, ''she repeated.
:. Mr.. Van Huysam, don't mind cOnfessing
that there was indeed a time when loved
you better than life. AT least 1 believed SO.
At that moment thought you lOFed me.
Il did, do love you, Estelle LprOtested.
yes Then 1 would have IOved6sou foreveb
and ever. Then 1 could have died, for YOU.
lived for you. One day 1 aWOke. saw that
you could not love me, or nothing. On earth
could keep you silent. Youidid not see how
suffered. Then my heart broke. Do you
know what 1t is to have a brOkeas heart? 1t
is to have lost the power to l6Ee anyone
again: have read somewhere that a man
never loves the same wOmani twice.
But yOu-I love you. Listen, Estelle.
Time will
give you, she said; II would love you #
could
And then the servant announced Mr..
Chester-HarpeF's Bazaar