Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1888-02-19
SHADOWS ON TEE SHORE.

A bright wood Rfe spsrkled in the
hearth, the CHEEKY blsze WAS reflected II
polished brass furnishings and rekindlec
It's brightness in the mirrors that adorned
the walls.
On q low couch in listless attitude q
maiden seemed dreaming of the pictures
the dancing freight inside, her brown
syes expressed only ennui, ard the
s1sp=ly hsnd showed no sign in the clasp
with which book Was nerVelesslY held
The soft white dress fell SO limp as TO
betrAy The lovely contour Of q form
plant ard graceful, while q crimson
shawl gave bit OF cOlorlng to picture
which, save for ripe red lips WAS colorless
An artist would have been fascln sted,
for scarce could he have had for model 8
face more fair, form more perfect or q
pose more artistic, but to one looking for
the splritGelle there was only disApp int
ment;if there eve Icould be aught beneath
that fair surface save friVolcusness, II
must be when the spirit Of love should
breathe upon ttis cold, inAninste crea.
ton and convert 1t into living soul.
MAMMA, dear, CT what are you think-
tagS I'm SO tired of this dull day, and
you, you only sit st the window and gaze
st the tiresome sea. Speak TO me, nam
Ra."
The tone WAS not Imperative, but fret
full and teasing as that of one who had
been the oDlyi child of fond snd In
SRlgent mother.
Shielded by the light folds OF this lace
curtain q woman sat, her head leaning
1Pon her hand, ga ug out upon the dark
hued waves whose white mounted crestB
seemed by their angry lsslings 10 tell Of
woe, Of disaster, and # death. A Scotch
mist, the "wRttest Of s. thl0gs wat" was
settling fast on rock nDd sGnd ribbed
shore, and In keeping with the Sonhsr
ants was the gray rooed igurS, the self
waVy gray hair and the deep set gray
eyes, Within whose depths there lurked q
sadness that had o'eIs1Sd0wed & life
wherein all brightness might have dWelt
So profound was the EeveTis of the
elder woman that even the toyeT OF the
loved daughter failed to rouse attention
All thought seemed given TO the clouds
chasing each Other, aud the purposeless
glance followed the aight of sesgulls as
tney rose upon the tossing waves and
were rapidly hieing home to some rocky
fAstnees.
With Sigh Of WEAKNESS the young girl
mother, in childish grace laying her head
upon the dreSmer's knee. Mechanically
ItS mothers hand strOked the pretty head
and toyed among the brown rippIeB of
abundant hair.
An involuntary start and q half-sup-
pressed sigh embroidered the girl to say
"AAmms, what il it?" Half rising abe
found the answer to her question In o
vision on the shore.
man, who might have been the storm
King, was nerVOusly P1eisg the sea wall
IDpatienuyI impetuously he strobe, and
IS If daring It's threGtenings barred his
head TO the mad freaks OF the wind that
trreverently tossed his iron-grsy curls
into wild disorder. As be turned his
face the elder woman started and bait
checked sigh showed the train Of thought
rudelY broken.
"0h, mamma! 1 meant to tell you.
That is the last arrival, and as beaux are
scarce. we girls held grand speculation
meeting last night as TO who this stranger
Is. His baggage Ia marked by the Cupard
line, he has with him o swarthy valet to
whom he speaks in foreign tongue, and
obi the master is so handsome, and so
dignifed and So"
"rut, tut, my pet, are besux at such q
premium that the arrival of an elderly
gentleman creates such futter among
your"
well, mamms, you know Earnest has
gone TO the city, and the girls who ex-
pected their brothers this week are dis
appointed, SO we can have no catching;
besides, this cold, gray mist-ughl
how hate it-has settled
over everything aud We caHDot 20 ous
but are confined to this dull old house, all
our pretty summer toilets are folded
away, and the bliksful dresms of seaside
dlrtations are in allegiance for heaven
knows how long. Indeed there IS moth
ing left bat q mild attempt at one with
this middle aged stranger, and four Of Us
are going into 1t for the sake of practice,
"How don't shake your mead, my pretty
wise mAmms, SIS IS really no harm, and
we must do something, that you will ad-
nit"
The wise and pretty mamma only shook
her head little, and stopped to kiss the
fair forehead where lay NO shadow.
CHAPTER II.
II is Just to the reader TO tell something
Of these two who have made the pleasing
picture, and whose simple dialogue has
revealed nothing save q mothers love
and daughters confidence in that love.
Mrs. Pauline Greise and her daughter
Estelle have left their home in the far
south at the suggestion Of the family ply
siciGn. He thought the sea cir needed
tonic for the girl who had matured meath
southern skies, ard who, without any
special Ailment, emed 10 lack vigor, her
psle face showing eueTvation and every
movement betrsying lAssitude. Alresdy
the sea air had won color 10 her lips
and tbs wstcnful mother ssw new
elasticity In her step. There was IN
mistaken brightness in her eye when sur.
rounded by the gsy wei ants at this sum-
msr resort on the Atlantic cuzst. Rstelle
was soon center Of admirers, as Is was
rumored she was sole heiress to large
estates, and the long widOwnood of her
still young and handsome mother, pre-
cluded ali thought OF the mothers mar
Tisge.
When but an infant, Estelle was left
solely to her mother, and accepting the
raising and care of the little fatherless
one as her life work, the gentle mother
had lived quietly and secluded until her
daughters budding womSnhood and I'M
certain health Wooed her from her solt-
tude.
There were many who would have
willingly shared with her that guardian
snip, but the years slipped by and none
dared venture 10 approach the sAd-eyed
waznan, who seemed 30 move uncon-
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