The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1889-07-19

was all he said.
And when Harold Feldon came to
the old mansion he was very kind to
him.
The young man was already welded
to his work-and the girl was half
Jealous that he never forgot it. He
sketched and copied local colors in all
their walks and so enjoyed himself
that his enthusiasm communicated
itself to her.
He admired the fields and fells
about, and the old mansion, too, and
made himself favorite with Mr.. Rex
ford by his unworldly wisdom and sim
pie sincerity.
The young man was quick to feel
the others kindness.
II like your uncle so much, Lea!'
Uncle Ambrose is well enough,
but" said the girl. discontentedly-
''but so close in money matters! He
never spends any money. Now, think
money was made to be used, and /
spend all can get. 1t frets me-yes
it does-to have him frown and hest
tate every time I want a little.
What is hundred dollars when one is
among the stOres?"
The young man did not reply. He
had seen the time he had been in agony
for less than half that sum.
Il thought. when left school. I
should have purse Of my own, but
Uncle Ambrose doles it out to me so
that never have enoughr' said the
girl, impatiently.
Your father left you and all he had
in his guardianship"
Eyes. Papa was like me. Heiked
every thing beautiful and gay. Per-
haps he was little extravagant in
money matters. I have that impress
sion. But he sent me to the best
school in the country, and never
stinted himself in any thing. Poor
papa! he died abroad. did not see
him after I was fourteen. Uncle Am
brose wanted me to come and spend
my vacations with him, but had so
many friends among the girls 1 al
ways went home with some Of them.
Oh, think this is a dull old place"
1T is a very fine place and a good
home for you, Lea. And your uncle
is as good as any father could be. Try
and appreciate it, and be content,
Lea
'Oh, am not unhappy, now that
you are herer'
But when Harold had gone the girl
/ had a new whim-to have a spacious
flower garden made where was a sunny
lawn.
You object to my buying so many
greenhouse flowers, Uncle Ambrose.
Let Martin lay out beds and 1 will
have flowers Of my own.
ut would take a landscape gardener
| gardener to make such a garden as
you describe, Lea. Martin could not
do it. and it would also be very ex-
| pensive."
you care so much for money, I'm
Gle Ambrose. What is it good for if
not to use? do not want you to use
your money-use mine! My father
/ left me sOme-did he not? And the
hOnse is as niue h mine as yours"
Uncle Ambrose spoke very gently,
| though he was pale.
1.-The house will be all yours some
day, Lea"
Then let have a little comfort of
| it. I do not care for the library and
the relics and the coat-of-arms of the
Rexfords as you do. Let me have
flowers and sunshine and gay time.
That is what l want. "
innocent tastes enough surely, my
child"
But Uncle Ambrose spoke sadly. He
had grown old and weak in a few days.
/ Even Lea had noticed that.
II do not mean to be exacting and
troublesome, Uncle Ambrose" she
said, penitently, as she met his grave
blue eyes. But I am young, and
want to enjoy my life"
Yes, my dear"
Then he spoke more resolutely:
al can not provide the garden for
| you, Lea, nor the new saddle horse you
spoke of yesterday. BY and by l will
try and explain why; but I am i'll now
and it is a difficult task to make you
understand this matter. 1t will cost
me great deal of pain to talk about
it. For the present be content with
] my OCAAAebtt anu u VIC OOAl ICLA6 VIII 11lS
blessings you have"
He rose slowly and walked away,
leaving the girl flushed and rebellious
Nor the horse, either" she muir
INJURED. That is too much. l will
not bear ito be denied every thing
that other girls have! l can not invite
the girls here-not now, he says!
can not ride; l can not have so much
as a nosegay. l hate such parsimony
and dull living! 1t is intolerable; ii
eats into me! 1 will not bear it!
win run away! I will go to Canada
and spend a month with the Nc
Arthurs. Uncle Ambrose will be shut
up all day with his lawyers, as he was
yesterday. He will not miss me until
l write and tell him that have found
an opportunity of enjoying myself
He will not grudge me that if it costs
him nothing"
The girl was undisciplined, unwise,
headstrong; but if she had dreamed oil
what was in her uncle's heart she
would have begged his pardon with
tears.
He was harassed by his late mis-
fortunes. He was i'll. He felt old
and weak. And when Lea had been
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