Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1889-01-17

/, .'Come-take me home now" Angel
went on with pretty impcrativeness. I'VE
can't remain hero all day, you know.
And, Caryl----'
| "Yes
"Gemember you are not TO bother me
one bit more about-about this sort OF
| thing again until give yon leave.
He still held her IN his arms, and for
| an instant he co not let her CO. lie
| bent his face towards her own until che
could feel the warmth Of his breath upon
her forehead. She thought for moment
that he was going to kiss her, and was
amazed to find herself trembling at the
idea. Had n not done the same thing
every night and morning as long as she
could remember.
Evidently Caryl unde stood what was
in her mind for he at once treasured her.
"No, will not do that, Angel" he
murmured- ne 'er again, my darl ng,
until you tell me that / may. 'nly you
will not let go to America in doubt, dear
est?'
''YOu shall know before Won start tho
girl returned soJerly. Then she drew
herself away from him and with dropping
head res med the walk.
Good morning, miss good morning,
sir. And would you kindly AXE the let
tiers with you, If SO be as your a-goin'
ONE
They had reached the spot where the
road branched into two. The one led
directly towards the little town of u
thorpe, which was at this point about
mile away; the other diverged towards
the ticarage and one or two out ying
70 In hal
neither Angel nor Caryl had mott ed the
proach of the postman from behind.
At the old mans words Caryl started and
turned.
Why, how late you are. Turner he
exclaimed. Another accident on the
line?"
"ieS, slr--neAr York this time. And,
OF. these cold mornings do try my rheu-
mates cruel bad. The rot Office did
ougIt to put on cart upon this road.
With Mr.. ROwt MS W DrkS and them new
SHOPS there's mo e letters and parcels
than can fairly manage. Here S your
packet Cool morning, and THANK you,
mss. -
Caryl looked after the old man as he
trudged braveIy along.
six niles each way, and three of them
across a Orkshire II COR. | shout t
care for such a walk in all W athers," he
remarked. ''And he not so young as
he use TO be either. Besides, there is
too much correspondence passing to an
from Clthropc for it all to be eft to his
care. "
Anglers thoughts had apparently taken
dihereut dirccti n. She broke in pom
Caryl meditatiOns with an exc amatiOn
OF sur rise.
See" she c:icl, selecting one from
amongst the var Gus missives that the
postman had given her, aud h ing it
towards him il there ism It q letter.
directed to Odeyne in Sir (ieotfrey hand
writing! What can he have to say to
her?"
Already CarypS fingers were raising the
iat;h OF the garden gate. And, almoS as
The words loft Angel lips, out from the
pOrch-that very same porch where once
the lonely an deserted baby had lain -
rushed tall beautiful girl. with an
abundanc, Of ruddy-gO d hair toating
about h r small head and 10 ely face.
The lcttctS the letters at asst " she
cried Has Barker sent my patterns!
And why was that tiresome old Turner 50
abomina ~ ehnd h 8 tme"
BY way Of reply NIGEL put two envel-
Perhaps she wa, glad of anything likely
to draw attention away from her own con-
sciOus looks and shy eyes. At any rate
she began to talk rather cXcttcdly.
Open them quickly" implored.
Il IN overcome with curiosity. What
can you and S,r Geolrey have to say to
each other by post I'm sure we have
seen him here often enough of late Yet
looi- hat is his undecipherabIe hand,
am Certa II. y
Possibly there was secret suspicion deep
down in tdeyni heart as to what 10
subject OF that note might be. Ii 80, how
ever she made no ign.
Il must axe 1t indoors before | can
read it, she declared, with q shrug of her
graceful shoulders. ''Caryl mother is
lying to learn your LewS. Won t you 30
in and tell her what 1t was that Sir Geof-
frey had t, o fer you.
Wnilst her brother fastened to follow
out her suggestion the young lady herself
was able t. rush up stars unno iced, there
to make herself &C uain ed with the Bar
onet's hopes and desires at her leisure.
In the meantime the pc r mother had
hard thing to hear. She was a bra e won.
An, but, when she under 'tooi that she and
the son who was 50 much to her were to
part, she threw herself into his arms
weeping aloud.
why couldn't the Squire find you
some hing that you might do in England"
she moaned. IF only could keep yoI.
Oh my boy, my DO; -
Cary kissed tie gray plaitS of hair
which were cOiled about her head
Don't, mother" he entreated. at is
terri lie 10 ha to leave yo all; but now
that have this chance | cannot let it GO.
All, why were not all men torn ri h aud
e ual? There is Allan Bertha n. who can
o ord TO spend thousands upon trilrs.
See here e his letters pulling them
from his pocket and tossing them down
upon the tabls by he 81 !e of tho Vicar
who was standing near list ming to his
wife sob' tn panied ia Q. What
would be tn ee years in'om, to you, faith
er goes to pay his tailor and his eweler
and such ike. And here am willing tn
risk-what would | not risk to hive a
thousand pounds of my own just n0w?'
d A time was to come when the remem-
brance o those words luld strike a CHI II
to Mr.. Nanc hear ; but at the moment
he thought little enough about them.
Notes W tn money enclose ought not
to be left lying about waI the Wears
matter-of fact res )onse. Il am going in
to Ulthorpe, and will post them for you if
you like, Caryl. You can stay and com
fort your mo- her. These are to be regis
tered | SUPPOSE