Nevada County picayune., 1889-09-18
HIS ONE LOVE.

with his hands claspcd over q gold headed cane, was seated Ill sum mer-house situated upon the ground: of hotel at a fashionable watering place. He was in corner, hiddeI by dropping vines, and his face eN pressed deep and apparently painful thought. The refrain of his sac musing was:
 ''Onlv one person in the world tt love me. and 1 shall lose even that love now !'
 On the other side of the summer. house, divided from the side the old man occupied by rustic partition two ladies, young and fair, rushed in, and taking out some fancy work settled down for chat.
 One was tall, and dressed Tn q pretty costume that was useful ant matronly; the other was a petite blonde, not more than eighteen.
 Embroidery, Alice!' she said A handsome handkerchief corner, l For your trosseau?"
 'Yes.'' and the sweet voice falter- ed, while burning blush crimsoned the fair cheek. "Is it not pretty!''
 Very. l want to talk about your prospects, child. Your Aunt Marcia tells me that you are making splen- did match. y
 Did she? 1 think so, Blanche, Malcolm is SD noble and good, and a true Christian"
 But your aunt tells me he is the favorte nephew of the great oil mer- chant, Hiram Bates, whose wealth IS something enormous. You have only to help him play his cards well, and he will probably be heir to a magnif' iccnt fortune. But what ails you You look as if l was telling you a piece of news
 Il think Aunt Marcia has been misinformed, that is all."
 Then he is not Hiram Bate, nephew"
 II never heard him speaI, of a ricl uncle. and l am quite sure he has nc hope of inheriting money. He has { good salary, and my little fortune will buy and furnish small house so we can make comfortable, and l hope, a happy home.
 Did he never speak to you of hi, uncle:"
 Never of a rich uncle. He ha' told me of lame uncle, his mother brother. who has been very kind tC him-given him an education and start in business. He always talks of him with the deepest love anc pity"
 "pity"
 "IIc suffers torture from the cf fects of a fall that lamed him for life and often causes him weeks of agon izing pain. Malcolm tells me, with tears in his eyes, of the fear of losing this dearest friend and kind uncle and 1 think he hopes l may be use ful sometimes in nursing him.
 "I wonder if she is the same?' The old man leaning upon his can' was thinking.
 Gan it be true? Does Malcolm , think so little of my money that vii be his. that he has never even men toned it to his promised wife! Ca' it be that will gain loving tende niece, instead of losing my nephew when Malcolm marrles!
 Loving his nephew so deeply Hiram Bates had felt keen pain a the news of his betrothal. He ha' never seen Alice Hunter, but h' knew she had been brought up Ill circle of fashion, and was the orphan niece of one of societies gayest vota rics. Mrs. Marcia liaydon.
 He had ascertained by inquiry tha the young girl had inherited slO,OO from her father, and that her winter were spent with her Aunt Marcia her summers with a maiden sister 0 her father. She was quite belle although in society one season. brett, , and accomplished, and the old ma . oroaned in spirit over his nephew . choice.
 .. A belle, with her head full Of fash