Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1888-05-03

TO love him. She did; but we have
never forgiven the colonel, and we
never shalll"
HAS he marriedP' asked Fay, her
blue eyes wide with this disastrous
loye-tale.
''No. never knew why" replied
Mrs. Lambert.
Another afternoon found Fay again
in the garden.
Looking across the river, a suspicion
that she had already admitted one of
the forbidden Brandons to her ac-
quaintance crept into her heart as she
saw the boat float out from among the
willows.
"Good-afternoon! called out the
young man. 81 was in hopes you
would come down here. Would you
like some more liliesP"
'"Yes. returned Fay. "But-but-"
she faltered-"I am afraid you are one
of the Brandons, and / am forbidden
to know them"
He looked up with smile.
"If / am, you will have to excuse me-
for it. Won't you come into the boatP"
he added, earnestly, seeming to appre-
hend that the meeting would now end.
"It's nice here ON tie water, and if
am Brandon, l am respectable" he
concluded.
He met her wistful eyes with SYM
pathy.
"You want to go-I see you do.
And, you see, you don't know that 1
am Brandon" he laughed.
"No," faltered Fay.
And the sunshine was so bright on
the crystal stream, the shadows so
golden-green under the willows, the
distances so alluring, she set little
foot in the boat, and in a moment was
far down the river, winding between
the Tushes.
A heaven on earth followed, "for
gay youth loves gay youth, and green
and blue were glad together that af-
ternoon. But when Fay sprang upon
the grass again, the smile faded.
II know well enough that you arc
Roland Brandon" she said. ''Thank
you for nice row, but please don't
ask me to go boating again. My aunt
is very kind to me, and don't wish to
disobey her."
"Rut what am l to doP" asked the
young man quickly. II never had
such a happy afternoon in my life, and
now like you so well, you-you are
| going to throw me over"
"Oh, no. said Fay, flushing. 81
couldn't do anything so rude" inno-
Gently. IL presume we shall meet
sometimes"
"Wherep"
"In society. am to be at the pic
mic tomorrow; and my aunt is to take
me next week to spend q few days
with Mrs. Bellingham."
Good! Then l can see my way
clear!' exclaimed the young man en-
Enthusiastically,
At the picnic, at Mrs. Bellingham's
hospitable house, at parties and balls,
this Romeo and Juliet met; and though
the girls heart quaked sometimes un-
der her aunt's proud old eyes. and a
sorrowful shame filled her breast, Ro-
land Brandon's tact STAYED of discov-
cry until the winter.
Then Lady Marston came from Lon
don.
She was pretty, blooming woman
of forty, evidently with q perfectly
sound heart. She had been widow a
! year She had sunny smile, and Fay
liked her.
The latter had committed herself to
a secret skating expedition with Ro-
land Brandon. The river was frozen
over for the first time, and both were
passionately fond of the amusement.
She had run lightly down the snowy
garden, and had caught Roland's arm
with a merry salutation, when two
figures. warmly wrapped in furs step
ped from under the pine trees. Ro-
land started violently; the little skates
dropped with clang from Fay's nerve-
less hand.
.'Fayw cried Aunt Lambert, re-
proachfully.
"Mr. Roland Brandon!" pronounced
Uncle Lambert. stiffiy.
The four eyed each other solemnly
in the moonlight Roland was the first
to recover himself.
''Mr. Lambert" he said, "give me
an opportunity to talk this over with
you."
"No time like the present. Come to
the house," said Uncle Lambert.
So the four marched into the dimly-
lit front drawing-room. The back
drawing-room was quite dark.
81 can never, never forgive Fay!"
sobbed Aunt Lambert, breaking down,
and throwing herself into an easy
chair.
"But fail to see," commenced Ro-
land, manfully, addressing both the
old people, "where we have done any
harm. How could help loving Fay,
having first seen her by accidentP !
would die to save her sorrow! Have
a care, Mr.. Lambert, how you slight
so honest love as mine for your niece
who, excepting you, has no other
friend in the world, / believe. Am I
so bad match for herP
"Your uncle, young man, treated
my daughter very badly!" exclaimed
Mrs. Lambert. "The family feud--'
"Here let it end," pronounced a
pleasant voice, from behind; and Lady
| Marston and an elderly gentleman adj
vanced into the apartment Il have
forgiven Colonel Brandon"
Il was deceived by rival" inter-
rupted Colonel Brandon. II was in
duced to believe that Julia was to jilt
me at the last minute. denied my
| self ever seeing her again, but have
been a very unhappy man, my friends:
When / had reason to believe had
baan n,ialad fhn woman I lovad was