Richland beacon., 1888-12-15

tii-s llp u iiNl II CH uiuSA ~ Sbtit
come Weighing upon h's heart. Tia: was
no very ca matter. | ncc,le only the
me grea' sob which at that mon ut
b:rs. fgon the girls lips AMI a sight of the
tear, rolling down her cheeks 10 make him
abandon thr weak attempt anl t. Ia * a
sorrovful a. hr felt,
''Sir GeOlrey genci Gus. and 10 send yOu
all that distance away" she walled. " Ii,
ont yol. Caryl, Just think low dali ana
de,estable it will be- As to motlcr, be-
leve IL will break her heart
And you. Angel, H. asked huskily y-
evil vou car,?'
.'CatG?'
She repeated the wort disda nfuill. and
glanc I'd up a him almost with angtr i'll
her eyes. But the look which met her
own banished every feeling except one of
startle surprise. ard in an instant she
found herself in Caryl's arms.
"My dirli1g." he whispered. don't
you understand? hive tried to make
you sec, bat you never would. We are
not brOtler AMI sister, Angcl-we never
have been as YOU have known always
and my love fer you is not brothers
love. Dearest. | want YOU for my wife.
and | am going away to Anne lea that !
may win riches for you to Stare.
She IA standing prite still. making no
effort ID release herself from that passion
ate clasp. She felt too stunned even to
move The color had left her sweet face
and lips. ami the long dark !ashes had
druope until tli"y almost swept her cheeks.
''Ah. Inv white you are" cried Caryl
remorsefully. NO wonder have fright
ened yol. my dear. with my awkward
rmghnesS. If could only say the things
that are in my hear. love you woui1 not
mind listening; but my words are cold aiit
eble.'
Thert WAS "a long pause then whilst
the stood close together. hand in hand,
heart 10 heart. At last. slowly and with
a SHINE s which Caryl hal never noticed
in her manner before, Angel once more
raised he eyes
Il must think. she said, in the quaint,
Sero way which was one of her many
attractions. You Sc have never i'm
a.ined you like-in this light before.
You have been such dear brother to me
Caryl, an have ALWAYS loved YOU so
much tha ! cannot bear to hurt you. But
to ie NOuf W fe-
Her low tones died ava. VIII lst Il love
~ bush spread over her face dyeing 1t
crimson to the root, o; her hair. Caryl
could >carcC have tod why il was 50,
bat in spite OF her uncert i'll words. he
un lerstood that he might hope in future
as he hid never dared hope before.
Come take me home now. Angel
went OH with pretty imperativcness 1--WE
can't remain here all day. YOU know.
And, CARL
Yes"
'..'cmamber You are not TO bother me
one bit more about-abOut this sort OF
thing again, until give you leave.
IL, still held her in his arms, and for
an instant he co Il not let her go. lie
bent his face towards her own until she
colld feel the warmth of his breath upon
her 70 ehead. She thought for a moment
that he was gong to kiss her. and was
amazed to find herself trembling at the
iiea Had he not done the same thing
every night and morning as long AS she
could remember.
r.vi emily Caryl understood what was
i'm her mind, for he at once reasSured her.
'.No, | will not do that, Angel he
murmured -. ne .er again. my darl ng
until you tell me that may. Gnly you
will not let go to America in doubt, dear
est?''
you shall know before yOl start" the
i girl returned sO5erly. Then she drew
+ s.herself away from him and with dropping
head resImed the walk.
Good morning. miss -goOi morning
| sir. And would y0g kindly lake the let
ters Nth you, II so be as your a-goin
| Ome!A
They md reached the spot where th'
| road branaNed into two. The one le;
| directly tow'Asds the little town of III
thorpe, whichWas at this point about
| mi'e away; he<Sther diverged toward
the Nicarage ami. one o. two out yin
farms. Absorbed p their own though y
neither Angel nor Ca,yl had mott ed tn
| proach of the pOstis.an from behind
At the old man words taryl started ant
turned.
Way, how late you are Turner" h
excllke Another accident on tn
line?"
"Yes, sir-near York this time.\ And
o.. these cold mornings do try my .leu
matcs cruel bad. The Post Office iii
ought to put on cart upon this road
With Mr.. ROwt ms work, and them ne'
shops there's more letters and parcel
than can fairly manage. Here's you
packet. Cool morning, and thank you
miss.
Caryl looked after the old man as h
trudged bravely along.
".six miles each way and three of theI
across a Yorkshire moor. l shOuldn
| care for such walk In all " athers,' h
remarked. ''And he's not SO young q
! he Use to be either. Besides, there
1 noccinn IN on
| from ClthrOpe for il all TO be left to h
| care"
Angels thoughts had apparently take
a different direction. She broke In urO
Caryl's meditatiOns with an exc amatiO
of sur. rise.
See she cried, selecting one fro
| amongst the various missiveS that Il
postman had given her, and h lding
towards him-'if there isn't a lette
directed to Odeyne, in Sir GeOifrey ham
writing. What can he have to say
herr
Already Caryrs fingers were raising Ii
latch OF the garden gate. And, almost
the words left Angels lips, out from Il
pOrch-that very same porch where on
the lonely and deserted baby had lain
rushed a tall beautiful girl. with a
abundance of ruddy god hair fioatiI
about her small head and lovely face.
The lette rs the letters at ast' 81
, | cried. Has Barker sent my pattern
II And why was that tiresome old Turner
, abomina5ly behind his time?''
II BY way OF reply Angel put Two env,
, opes into the eager out stretched hand
> i'erhaps she was glad of anything like
: t. draw attention away from her own co
> scious looks and shy eyes. At any raj
she began to tall: rather excitedly.
Il .O.en them quickly" SIC implore
Il an overcome with curiosity. WI
: can you and Sir GeOfrey have to say