The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1889-08-15
CHAPTER XII.

CHAPTER XII.
"Bomc again, sweet. sweet homer said
Isabel, as she stood before her mirror,
dressing for dinner; twas ever a place SO
dear as home.'
Then the sunny South has not quite
taken your heart captive" said Mr.. Fall
coner, looking up from his paper. He was
ruddy and strong again, better even than
before his sickness.
mo-" she replied, thoughtfully: do
lightful ~ our visit there was, and much a.
Iloved grandmamma and the rest of the
friends, there il no place like home, after
ALL
Where is father! Have you seen him
Of later There was an undercurrent Of
anxiety In his voice.
s'Pompey and he, with Grace, went to
drive" she replied Isn't it wonderful
how he clings to her! All! il / could only
win his. loving recognition how perfectly
happy should be-" and she sighed heavily.
ut is indeed a singular affection, and
Grace seems to return his love sincerely
and fully" said Mr.. Falconer. Il doubt II
sou could have persuaded him to return
with us had it not been for her influence
Do you know, dear, feel q vague anxiety
about him whenever he is out"
"But POmpey is 50 strong and 50 devoted
TO him." returned Isabel, quickly, II had
never thought Of danger. Perhaps did
wrong to bring him away from his home
haunts, but did SO long to win his affection,
il not his recognition and she looked at
her husband with newly-awakencd sense
of alarm.
ssDo not let my fancy distress you," he
said; che is probably AZ safe with Pompey
here as at home; by the way, have let
ter for you from Lottie. +" and he handed her
> white envelope. Il was careless TO have
forgotten it 80 long"
tone whole hour since the postman came,
you naughty man, she said, playfully shak-
ing her finger at him. ..Dcar girl, her room
seems 80 vacant and lonely" and she broke
the seal eagerly. ''She will DO here in q
week." comment ting os she read, s'and her
parents . month later. Dear, happy little
girl; little thought that in bringing her
here was bringing her to home, love and
happiness"
II little thought when ! consented,
strongly against my will, assure you, to
accompany Lillian on bonnet excursion,
that was to meet my fate, the other half
Of myself, 30 to speak" he rejolned.
"There Is divinity that shapes our ends,
rough hew them ~ we will" quoted Isabel.
looking ct HIM thoughtfully. at Is q beauti-
lul thought, too. my dear, that there is a
great overriding Providence which. how
ever weakly and blindly we may be strug-
Cling TO End the right path in life, can make
even our slightest acts the leading strings
by which we are drawn toward the GROWING
svents Of our lives. Had you como in i've
minutes later ! should have been in the
work room, and Jennie Dewey would have
fitted Lillian with q bonnet"
ssln which case there would probably have
been no Mrs. Falc0ner TO this day." he re-
piled, with smile.
They went down TO the dining room arm
in-arm, and found, to Isabels relief, that
Ar. Darlington and Grace were there be-
fore them. I'VE had such lovely drive"
said Grace, eagerly. "Pompey Is such q
grand driver, the horses seem to know every
word he says TO them, don't they, Papa Car
rlngtonw
He nodded with smile; he was never
talkatiye, and his eyes had the dreamy cx.
PRECISION Of ono just reused from sleep. His
sttituds toward Isabel bad not changed, and
she seemed On object Of mild woadcr TO him
- she called hin father, and Avished
~ Affection which she sould not repress
Ne 6esal sGsss lsok u her eyes with the
Dens tnmDs1 ~ vAIA - Asss wore, and