Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1888-04-28


him; then went back TO her father.
"l accept your offer. papa" she said
softly; ''and it is kind of you TO make
it."
Paul's health rapidly improved. but
he was stronly advi ed not to risk tbe
excitement of acting any more, and
when Elne's engagement was over, MIR.
kayenswood placed the sum he had
promised to his daughters credit at her
bankers, and finding some time after
wards that Hillside was for sale, Mr.
and Mrs. L'Estrange bought it and
went TO Muthill to live, where the
memories of their first love were dear
to them, and were settled in their pref
ty home ready for Christmastide, Just
one year after the unrivaled success of
Madame Elfina.
Paul" said Ellie, as they stood
hand-in-hand at the window of their
perfectly furnished drawing-room,
which money and artistic taste had
combined to make something unique,
and quite beyond the draw ng-rooms
usually seen in Perthshire, which were
generally prim and cold in furniture
and coloring, paul, | would rather
live her than anywhere else in sths
world. Do you know wbv?''
And she nestled little more closely
to his side as she spoke, and looked up
at him with her quaint half-Saucy way,
so full Of mischief and of love.
do know why?'' he echoed pre-.
tending not to follow her meaning,
loving to tease the wee wife at his side,
the tiny Ellie who held him captive.
'.Need | look for any other answer,
with this grand view before my eyes?
| thought Muthill was lovely in the
summer time clothed with verdure. but
it is moro beautiful far, all snow Q ad
as we see it now. Look. Ellie, could
there be anything much grander than
those heights, rising like miniature
Mont Blanes into the grey sky, with
that red sunset to give it lifeg" and he
turned to her as he spoke, with his
disengaged hand pointing to the distant
hills.
''Why certainly" she laughed mis-
chievously, s'Mont Blanc itself You
must have grown young to ask such
simple question, Paul"
So l have, small imp-yoRng with
happiness. But / never allow saucy
girls to go unpublished, and he swung
her slight figure round with a sudden
movement, and she was prisoner in
his strong arms. Are you sorry,
you sprite?" he queried, looking low
ingly down into the depths of her dark
ehangeful eyes.
.'Do look SOP" she replied from her
prison-house, with a defiant little be-
witching glance.
Not a bit. / must confess he
laughed. ''How am to scare you into
proper feelings of respect for your lord
and master?n and he rained kisses upon
the sweet upturned face.
rs that the way you are going to
awe me, Paul?" she asked with little
gasps, amid this loves onslaught; '.be.
cause | shall be very often naughty if
it is to be my punishment" aud love
light gathered in the speaking eyes.
ELLIE, you are incorrigiblen' he said
with mock gravity. II won't friyol any
more. Come, look at Drummond
astle rising from between those frosted
trees pictures are very often beautiful,
bnt they cannot come up to nature
les, this white world is very pure
and exquisite. Paul; look only as far as
our own garden. and see the beauties
it contains. The smooth lawn, like q
sheet of swansdowu; the boar frost
fringes from the leaves, with strange
fantastic tiligree devices stranger and
lar more beautiful than that of the
foolish young man who was never con-
tented, but would forever 90 on with
his impos- ible-to-b understood banner,
and his monntonous cry of Excelsior
Don't you think he was a very silly sort
of fellow, Paul, not to have been salts
fed with all the beautiful things we
have down here? Surely he might have
had good time of it, if he had likedr"
Little heathen!M murmured her
husband amusedly, ''there's not spark
of romance in you"
'Is there not?'' she asked with a
quick earnestness. paul, I should
like our future lives to be as pure and
spotiess as that new fallen snow! We
have just opened a new page of exist
ence, and there is not speck upon the
white sheet. shall we try and keep it
thus free from black entries, dear? In
the past we have loved each other
dearly, but we have had our quarrels
too-our hours of doubts, uncertainty,
and distrust. Shall we decide now to
let them be for ever things of the
past?" and she wound her arms about
her husband s neck, and looked up into
his face with the expression of an angel.
eve will try, sweetheart, he muir
INJURED, carried away by her words; but
smile crept about his mouth, and he
added wickedly: Don't let the feathers
grow too fast, or my little girl will soon
have wings, and then her Paul will be
no suitable mate for her. Ellie, dar-
ling, remain just what you area loving
little torment. 1t suits me better than
a sanity wife. You are dozen little
women all rolled into one, and each
one is more witching than the other.
shall never grow tired of my kaleido-
scopic chamelion-like darlingr'
''Dear men' she returned mischievous-
ly, ''that sounds rather like Babies
very like Helen's, only rather more so,
doesn't it?''
"Ah, | thought that goody mood
would not last long, mignonne, he
laughed.
1T met with no encouragement"
she replied with mock severity; and
then with another sudden change she
fIIrnad IN him anain ssYnt1 have MT