Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1888-11-30
my LADY OLnNoowE1n's Pnn1L
By MARY KYLE DALLAs.

II is at least q hundred years ago
since the day broke amongst the Scot.
fish hills, upon q picture worth the
painting, had there been any one 10
paint 1t.
An old gray castle with many mosl
grown turreta, set amongst pines and
cedars, and, at its gate, 9 great gray
horse saddled and brldled for a iouf-
ney, and mounted upon tho great gray
horse q great gray man, strong 6t
frame and broad Of shoulder, with
Wlne-red cheeks and clear blue eyer,
who fingered to say last word to the
servant who had brought him the stir
rup cup.
You've always minded all things
while ] was away, Donald" he said,
land You must mind them all tile
closer, now that have taken a bride
In my age, when should no doubt
have thought of other things. When
an old man marries young lass 1t be-
hooves him to watch her well. am
going away, Donald, and I'm often
away, you know. And in my absence
you will mark well the doings OF MY
young wife. Where she goes and who
come to see her, and II any come, what
they talk Of together-you promiae,
| Dpnaldp'
az must do what you bid me, my
laird; but it's not q pleasant thing to
be q spy" answered the sturdy man
servant, who had grown gray in the
service Of Glengowrie. "And my laIiy
ia an innocent young thing, and not
likely to DO III, If I'm a judge Of
womankind."
"Well, we'll not call 1t spying, DON
ald," said the laird; "we'll Just spe ak
Of ii as guarding the innocent, and IN
deed it's necessary, for women are all
Eighty and need the guarding ha nd
and the warning word. Yell guard
my wife Donald, while I'm away"
"Rith my hearts blood, laird, y
said Donald. Harm shall not come
near her bonuy leddyship, nor mis-
chief, nor scandal, while Donald Blair
Is alive to shield her"
He lifted his hat as If he took an
cath, and the laird stretched forth his
hand to him, STOPPING from the SID
die.
~ trust you as would my brotheF, Z"
he said, empted the wine cup, dnd
was gone.
| Meanwhile my lady slept. She was
a little creature whose movements
were as quick and graceful as those Of
q kitten, whose great black syes were
full of mischief. She had married the
Laird Of Glengowrie partly because
she admired him and partly because
he was rich.
When her father, the moor school.
master, died and LEFT his pet grille
alone in the world, the laird had been
very good to her lie won her grati'
tude, her love--such love as she had
given her father-at last.
She was perfectly content to be his
wife, snd on her wedding day had met
no one who had inspired q stronger
feeling.
! But row that she had been a wife
for six good months, could she say as
much with clear consciencs2 Did
she not know at last that there is some.
thing in the heart of youth that asks
more than old age can give lt2 And II
had all come about from learning "a
play upon the guitar, for none could
teach her that but the dark.cyed young
Spaniard, who was such a faVbritG
with the ladies' amongst the Scoltisl
hills, and not by any means so great 8
favoriie with the men.
The laird could deny his bride roth.
ing, and eenor Carlos came and rave
her lessons.
Often and often 10 these days that
had come did she wish she had never
seen him, and yet he had never given
her lesson save In her husba nd'i
presence.
Alas, the senior was young and the
laird was old, and she could not helI
seeing the difference; perhaps hd re-
membered it too. as he gave that charg'
to Donald.
To-day, for tho first time, she wal
TO take her lesson alone.
Her heart beat as she thought bf it
and by that token she knew it was he
duty 10 send him away when he game
TO end her lessons, with just ant
proper payment, saying she was tired
OF the guitar. But she was not uset
to denying herself anything she eoulC
have, and, after all, what harm in |
! word or lookf
My Lady Glengowrie In her hus
bands castle need fear no imperti
nence, and 80 the Spaniard cam e Al
usual and the lesson was taken, anC
! neither guessed that behind the cid to
pestry OF the quaint old music room
Just where the harp stood, Donald
was in hiding, his eye aud his ear OF
J the alert in the service of his laird
wee wife--guarding her, not spyini
: on her, as he told himself agai1 an,
again.
mo harm, he said, as he watched
the Spaniard ride away that day. IN
J harm, as yet"
But the day came when from hi
hiding place behind the arras he saw
the guitar drop from the hands tina
held it, and beheld the senior ON hl
knees at the feet of Lady Glengbwrie
and she did not forbid him; she 50
still and let him hold her hands in his
"ForgiVe me-" the Spaniard sighed
q ~ cannot conquer my feelings.
J adore you. That you are anothe
mans wife cannot alter that. Low
GDAlEb hutu Ii WILL anu hbdIA Wnilb
lists. II oveTpoweTs q man, and b
cannot take up arms against il. Do a
you will, bid your servants STAY me;
deserve it. But / must tell you OF m.
love, though die for it,"
"And what will my lady do nowf
asked the listening Donald of himself
My lady did nothing.
i'She's but a young thing, sal
Donald; ''but q young thing. Sh
does NOT know how to guide herself