Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1888-06-08
HIS ENEMY.

turned her face quickly away as she
caught sight of the 1.-the, manly figure,
and began to busy herself with the
carriage robes.
Eugene Landt, for Eugene Landt it
was, happened to be the one human
being toward whom Miss Hanford felt
a strong aversion. The faint was in
her blood. no doubt, for her father
and his had been sworn enemies and
contestant. at law, and 20 the final
triumph OF John Landt was due the
change from wealth to poverty that
had fallen on Hugh Hanford, and left
his only and motheriess child to a
hard fight with fortune. Marian had
always believed that sorrow and dis
appointment had caused her fathers
sudden death. She could not look at
the Landt mansion. nor at anything
that bore the hated name, without
exceeding bitterness of spirit.
She had a home in her uncle's house,
and taught the district school.
Every one was sorry for Hantord's
pretty daughter. Mr.. HanfOrd's pref
ty daughter did not seem to be sorry
for herself. She kept her head up and
faced the world bravely. When Eu-
gene LandG returned from his FIVE
years sOjOurn abroad he came to
her alphabetically one day on some
trifiing business connected with the
school and held out to her the hand
OF fellowship. She cOmpOrted herself
with such pride and cold dignity that
his first visit was his last. Nor did he
venture to bow to her on the street
again. He had known her since child
hood, had been her playmate and
classmate, hut he taught himslf now
to pass her by like a stranger.
At the first glimpse Of her enemy,
as We have said, Marian became deep
~ occupied In the readiustment Of her
carriage robe. keeping her lace careful
~ aVerted from the tall figure that
was striding up and down the plat
form. She was waiting for Jake. the
station hand, to pack the wagon floor
behind her with some bags that had
come for her uncle, Reub, by the noon
express. 1t was showing fast and
furiOusly; the flakes were Whirling
quicker and quicker in wild gusts of
wind from the northeast. An hour
ago even no one could have fOreseen
such Il storm, but here it was in all
ats splendid strength and fury, blot
ting out the far landscape, and max
lng even the near distance wavering
and ndistinct. There was no other
vehicle at the station besides Marian's
little open carriage, aud no other hu-
man being to be seen but the deIber-
ate Jake and the one other individual
whom Marian declined to see.
'"Fhank you, Mr.. Slower, very, very
much" The soft light voice was
sweet as a silver bell.
as 1t all right now? Everything
in? Do YOU think" doubtingly, CHAT
it would be of any use to raise my
umbrella" She can scarcely see
Jakes face through the hurryins
flakes.
'oNo ma am, not one bit" was the
prompt reply. "YOu best Jest git
along quick-Uhat's all. This storm
aim gcin' to be no lighter fore morn
in. tn be heavier a blamed sight
nor You think for. Gene Landt.
leaning fOI ward cOnfdentiallY, "he'i
in a fix His folks don't know ht
were comm. No one amt here tt
meet him. He dunno what to do"
ooh" said Marian, cOldly. Sh
gave her robe an extra tuck and shOoH
her veil out once more before tying j
across her face; and then it appeared
that Mr.. Slower had been mlsled OF
the information he had Just vouch
sailed. Mr.. Landt knew exactly wha
to do He came across the platform
with his quick, light step, touched hi
fur cap and said gayly;
"Friend, neigh Dor, Christian, may
beg you to give me a lit as lar as y o
are gOing-that is, if it be anywhere il
the direction of New Church? i an
unfortunate. All he said, in genuin
surprise, 1T is Miss HanfOrd," an
then he paused.
Gum, why she 90 allthe way to Ne
Church. said Jake, Obligingly- Ssh
90 past your door, Mist Gene. 70
ar In luck"
''Yes, said Marian, in a clear vOic
that had more chill IN it than tn
biting wind itself. Certainly pas
your door. Mr.. Landt."
And then, poor girl, she was col
strained to make room for him an
to feel in the midst OF her anger an
despair that she was shattered by hi
strong figure from the worst vlOlenC
OF the storm, and must be more c
less comlOrted despite her detestatlo
by his near presence through the lor
and dreary ride that lay before then
go on nowl you amt got secOn
to lose" said Jake. encouragingl,
''This is going to be a blizzard, this
Night, Miss Hanford; I'm good an
glad Mist Genes along o ye."
But the friendly remarks OF NJ
Slower were blown rudely from ID
lipe and did not reach the ears Il
which they were intended, and IN a
other moment Marian and EugeI
were speeding away through the CAT
ering twilight, meeting the tempe
side by side.
OF course Mr.. Iandt at once ofs