Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1889-07-28
Copyrighted 1889 by S. S. Mcclure.
PART II.

meant, with another, the man who al
ways met HIM with look of dislike.
"And he is not worthy of her., - he
said to himself. "But what is it to
"Ready, Dene?'' said the manufac-
turer dryIy.
eyes, sir; quite, said Martin firmly;
and his face flushed.
"GOt the good-byes over? All, you re
a bit weak yet, my lad; not SO strong as
you thought.
Martin Dene's face grew pale, flushed
and grew pale again, as he made men,
tai now not to go up to the house again,
for it seemed to him there was a meaning
in the manufacturer s dry manner, and
that he was reading him like a book as
they slowly left the house and walked
down the hill into the smoke and din of
the busy town.
While in the morning-rOom which Mar
tin Dene had so lately left, Dinah sat
with her face buried in her hands, and
Meta kneIt by her and whispered ten
DERBY all manner OF little soft nOthIngs,
as girls will.
"Oh, Di, Di, Di, - she said, passing
her arm about the weeping girl, "I'm
very much afraid
"Hush,'' exclaimed Dinah, hastily
drying her eyes. ''Don t say any more.
It was very foolish and weak and hysteri-
cal, but his going brought up all the
horrors of that terrible day. There, it IS
all over now.
eyes, yes, it's all over now, - said
Meta, with q suppressed look of gleefuI
malice in her eyes. 81 suppose it was
very brave of him -
Eyes, very, very" cried Dinah.
And then to herself, "He saved my
life. -
but it's pity he's so duh and cold
and stupid. -
Dinah looked at her angrily, but Meta
Walsh seemed as innocent as lamb. and
kept her eyes on her work as she prattled
on.
edo you know, Di, I'd a good mind
once to give him a little encourage
ment
:'Netta!'' in Mortified tone
Gwen, why not, dear? He's a poor
young man with his way to make in the
world, and 1 IN poor, too. l said to my
self, as l thought of it, that l rather
liked him, and that you were not likely
to care for him. -
con, no, no, Meta, of course not, -
said Dinah hastily.
''Of course not - continued Meta,
with her plump little person and soft
round face, looking more innocent and
dove-like than ever, all but the eyes,
which, though averted, were as full of
malicious fun and teasing as they could
be. ''For 1 said to myself that as Dinah
was as good as engaged to Mr.. Gray, the
manager at the works.
'Netta!''
Gwen, you know you are, dear.
often sit quietly here and look on, and
see q great deal Poor Mr.. Gray's des-
perate over you, and everybody makes
different choice. He's the last man [
should have selected. What say, dear?'
1.-The room seems so hot; let go and
have, walk. -
ooh, yes, dear, should like it very
much. Oh, Di, darling, don t look like
that. Here have 1 been cha ttering
away and not thinking about how it
must have upset you to be reminded of
the accident. -
''Let's get our hats on, dear, and
go, - said Dinah coldly.
Eyes, of course; you'll be better
soon.
And as Meta Walsh looked at her
pretty face in the glass and arranged her
hair, prior to putting on coquettish lit
tie hat, she laughed and talked at the
pleasant face before her.
OI, am 50 SlduJ so gtdu, she
cried gleefully, ''for l was afraid that
nasty dark, cruel-looking fellow was
going to carry off my darling Di. But
he never viii, for she loves poor Mr..
Dene; and what fun it is to see the poor
darling pretending to herself that she
doesn t. Him, too. Oh how L could
see II all, so brave and honorable and
true because he's poor, and felt his posi-
ton -
''That's better, =" she said, as she got
her hat right.
Gwen, suppose he is poor; so was
uncle, and Mr.. Dene must succeed, and
then uncle must make him a partner,
and when they are married I'll go and
live with them, and we shall be happy
as the day is long. Oh, no;. I shall
have to stop and keep house Tor poor
UNCLE, and-Yss, Di, quite Teady
Coming, dear. -
Meta Walsh was looking a good way
ahead and as the old saw says, ''The !
course OF true love never did run
smooth. - :,