The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1889-10-12

in her. In his simple heartedness he toll,
the whole story to Arthur March
his cousin, and begged advice intercossion
even.
For" said he, "Carol once said that your
approval must be worth having, as it seem
ed rather difficult to gain"
did she say that.' eagerly asked
March.
"Yes, and If You will only tell hel
that you would approve her as cous
i'm
Harry, a third party seldom accomplish
es anything in that line, but if / can,
promise to-"
What was Arthur March's surprise,
that same week to receive nocturnal visit
from Don McKeene on very like err
rand. Don was detected and could not con
ceal it
''It's no use, Arthur March I'm done for
always expected should be a misanthrope
if l had half chance, and now l shan't
miss my vocation"
"What is it, Don?'
"Carol Dean, that's ALL"
$50 Don loved her too. But she did moi
return it. March was too conscientious to
be glad OF that. From pure principle he
was sorry and sympathetic. A phenome-
non was hea Such phenomena have been.
81 wish l could help you, Don. Has she
refused you!"
She wouldn't let me be serious and seems
to imagine that Pm an adorer of Judith
Grey's. I'll be cremated if 1 ever thought
of such q thing" and he proceeded forth
with to cremate cigar, and to pace gloom
lily up and down March's stu ly. Suddenly
stopping before his friend, and laying his
hand heavily on his shoulder, Don ex-
claimed:
"March, you can help me. You can make
her understand that Judith Grey is nothing
to me, that she has an English lover-so
they say. That may save me- win you,
March, will yous What you Cont seem to
banker after the errandp
II confess there is Miles Standish
flavor about the affair that I don't just
relish.n
ut might have the same sequel laugh
ed Don, unsuspectingly.
The fall exhibition at the Warner Gallery
was success that year. Carol Dean was
one Of its most frequent visitors. She lik-
ed to go in the forenoons, when she could
dream over the pictures undisturbed. A
little sketch of Echo Hills attracted her
strongly. 1t was a glimpse of the tiny
bridge, and the mission" beyond. Under
meath were the lines:
''Thou dids't bring Heaven round thee here
In this sad place;
IT'S Heaven now with memories
OF thy dear face.''
The words were in fine handwriting,
hardly noticeable, and Carol had gazed at
the drawing many times ere she discovered
them.
What was her surpris, as one rainy Mon
day morning she sought her wonted resort,
retired from everything but the drawings
of the amateurs, to observe in one corner
of her favorite, the initials "a. v. M
Now, it was plain to her. March had told
her he sometimes INDUCED in a littls
himself. and Don had shown her
Il drawing of his "Beppo," which March
had made, and which was certainly very
dog like. The glad tears sprang to her
eyes, followed by quick sense OF NORTH
cation, that sine had been so ready to take
those lines to herself. What could add
more TO her discontinue than at this juno
ture to turn and meet the dark eyes of
Arthur March turned full upon her from
very adiacent doorway. But Carol was a
'present-mindedn girl, and with scarcely o
trace OF confusion, she greeted thu young
man cordially, and called his attention to
sketch of Lake Placid. just next his own.
To Arthur March was this a soughtfor
but dread opportunity. The words which
,nly the day before he hal ende lvored to
weave into the lives and aims of his little
flock of workingpeople now rose and con-
fronted him: IF We have not been faithful
n that which is anothers, who shall give
you that which is your own3"
March sat down by her They talked of
he foreign pictures, of the educating in
iuence of such collection, of high ideas in
ut The girl was very entertaining with
her novel ideas about the artists and their
motives Were the muscles of her determi-
nation relaxing littlel
They drifted on to theories of life in
general, and of how little one could forecast
,he future. "As, forinstance," said March,
Il fancy Miss Judith Grey little expected
30 soon to leave her fatherland forever, and
become the mistress of an English manse,
Is it is rumored."
Indeed: had not heard of it, and hope
'or Don McKeene's sake it is not true"
What more could he say! Was his duty
lone!
81 should dread a disappointment of that
kind for Don; 'twould go hard with him.
Don is so free hearted, so noble, man of
grand capabilities l could not endure to
see his whole life embittered.''
Nor l." she said, land Judith Grey's
starry eyes need not turn toward
he old world to seek her ideal when man
ike Don is at her feet"
Now for tho coup d'ctat.
"But Don does not care thus for her, I
happen to know. She could not thus disap-
Joint him.
Indeed" replied Carol, with merry
augh; s'then our anxiety for him has been
leedless this time"
Plainly she was Indifferent to Don, and
March's intercession for him fruitless,
or she did not even recognize 1t as such.
Settling back in his seat for his further
ask, and drawing with his cane some very
designs on the red mating
It his feet, he asked. carelessly;
"Have you seen my cousin Harry recent
y.n
sNot for week, she replied.
"Harry seems cast down. and with d.
ect look at her March asked. 'Do you know
vhyl"
''There was no filagree about this girl.
She had no cunning to be stra nge."
If do, what thena" Her manner was
'ecoming naughty, seeming to rebuke his
A promise, duty, an opportunity. These
aced the man, hardening him to his task.
miss Dean do you realize the peril in
riflIng with human hearth You may have
lad no experience, but has such thing
ever come under your observationa"
"Never: and trust l am not capable of
hat" she replied, pale with suppressed
ceiling, scarce knowing what she said.
II believe you are not, willingly. Harry
Valentine has an affectionate heart, which
las always lad gentle handling"
After a pause he added: Perhaps my
mission, being to tighten hearts, makes me
nore sensitive at seeing one burdened by
thoughtlessness.
All, cruel words, crushing words! evinc-
ng highest displeasure and censure, when
he had dared to imagine approval, at least,
faint liking.
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