, 1889-12-05
ELIZABETH WARING.
by ELLA HAsKIYs HOLLY.


for any customer who might chance to
drop in. The lamps had been lighted
some time and now threw ruddy light
from between the looped red curtains
onto the snowy sidewalk without.
The little room with its large rocker
drawn up beside the small, box stove,
near which large gray cat was sleep
ing OH the rug, did not look much
like store, except for tho
counter and shelves on which
was arranged with housewifcly care n
varied assortment of pipes, tobacco, rib
bons, needles and thread, with small
stock of prints and 1annels while other
She were bright with an array of tin
basins, Kettles, and various small nrti-
cles of household utensils. A few glass
jars filled with brightly colored sticks of
candy and scarlet pepper drops told that
the wants of the small people of the
place were not forgot when stocking
this store.
The face of the owner, as she sat in
dustriously knitting was In curious con-
trast with what one might have en-
pected to see there. The clear cut, fine
features and a certain air about her
which only education and culture can
give denoted the lady; and one was apt
to cxclaim at the sight of her what a
handsome old lady" The people of the
village were in the habit among them
selves Of calling her Lady Wentworth"
for she was lineal descendant of the
beautiful Lady Wentworth of colonial
fame; and her one little weakness was to
repeat the tale of her ancestress beauty
and distinction. But few knew the
story of her own life.
Elizabeth Wentworth was the only
child of proud old Judge Wentworth Of
Marblchead. Her mother dying when
she was mere infunt, she had been left
to the care OF servants and allowed to
run wild. as 1t were, when home from
school, her father scarcely realizing
that she was moro than q child until he
had surprised her in an at'ectionate
parting with young Richard Waring,
the captain of "a fishing smack that was
lust leaving.
A flush OF anger surged over his proud
face as he waited while Elizabeth
watched, with bated breath and clasped
hands, AS the young sailor descended
the steep iucc of the cliff, leaping fear
lessly from ledge to ledge, where even Il
sea bird could scarcely find resting
place, and where one with u less steady
head and sure foot might have gone
down to instant death; but he reached
the shingly beach in safety, and swing
ing his hat in u last farewell to the
young girl, who leaned like ~ white
Hover over the edge OF the cliff, he has
tened away to where his boat was
waiting.
Elizabeth drew back with sigh of re.
lief, her huttcring breath came back,
and then, with her heart filled with
thoughts of her lovers danger and al.
miration OF his fearlessness she turned
and her father stood before her.
With angry and taunting words he
confronted her, but neither his contempt
nor anger could drive the loyalty to her
young lover from her heart, and threats
had no effect upon the proud Wentworth
spirit.
70 his roproachcs she replied that
the love of the young sailor had been
hers since she was little child, and the
only love she had known since the death
OF her mother, and she declared
she would not give it up be-
cause of II naughty pride OF u father who
cared nothing for her except that she
bore tyC Wentworth name. Elizabeth
had not only the famed Lady Went
worth's beauty, but also something of
her will, and, as might be expected, the
young couple, one bright day, appeared
before the irate judge already husband
and wife.
If Elizabeth had believed her father
would submit to the inevitable she was
mistaken, for he proved even more OBJ
stinatc than herself; as, driving the
young bride from his presence and heap
ing insults and anathemas upon the
head of the young sailor husband, he
had never spoken his daughters name
again.
The stl ong young husband was able
to care for his wife, and the small white
cottage proved q happy home to her, for
love makes all things sweet, and there
She had lived for some happy years, the
only drop of bitterness in her cup being
the knowledge that she could never re-
visit the old home on the hill, which
she could see from her cottage door, nor
hear her fathers voice or receive his
smile again.
Richard Waring left the fishing smack
for q better position on an ocean ship.
The time of that first voyage seemed
long and dreary to the lonely young
wife, but she was repaid by the Joy OF
seemed not so lonely to her, as u sunny
| haired boy had come to brighten their
/ home. SO time went on, until Captain
| Waring began to be well known and
| looked up to in the village, and at length
three bright baby heads gathered
around their cosy table, and then came
voyage so long-and there came back
no tidings.
| Oh the drcarv days of waiting wait
ing by the blue sparkling sea that danced
so incrrily before her while the happy,
unconscious children played in the sand
and gathered shells by her side. some
times u white sail would make her heart
throb with cagerncss for the moment,
! only to have Il more bitter pain as 1t
faded away in the distance, or coming
| into port showed it but stranger sail.
And then MS the long shadows length
ened, with n last lingt ring look ut tile
far horizon, she turned sadly home.
| At last came tidings. .-"Thc G.. i. Proc
tor foundered at sea with all on board
After this was u long blank to the
beautiful young vile, stricken with i'll
ness in her sorrow; but at length, for the
sake of her little ones she wcariiy once
more took up the burden of life. Yet in
all that sad time came no voice of loving
sympathy from the great stone house on
the liill.
Time went OH and Richard, her oldest
sun, a fine, manly fellow, with love OF
the sea firm in his heart, had taken to
the ocean ms naturally us IA duck to
water; and Nellie, a dainty, little, fair
haired creature had given her heart and
her life into the keeping of II strong, low
ing husband; and now there was only
her Youngest left to her, Percy, whom
she aud named after the stern old grand
father. He was always quiet, studious
boy, with no love for the life which had
such attractions for his brother Richard ;
but rather u passion for books that in
creased with his years until the one de-
sire of his heart was college education
This desire of Percy's had been met by
his mother by every possible effort on
her part, which the boy nobly seconded
by doing any odd job, 10 matter how OBJ
noxious to himself during vacations
anxious to obtain means 10 finish hi.
course. Even his mother did not know
of the ways resorted to to exc out his