Nevada County picayune., 1889-03-06

sion. thought you were heart whole"
 ''So l ought to be. treated him shamefulIy. l told him l wanted money, money, lots of money. Twas hatefnl,"
 Then there was sobbing comics sion. and cousinly confidence and Aunt Jane, seeing the couple coming arm in arm, thought:
 "Why, dear me, the dear children have come to an understanding, and Frank will forget Agnes, after all. am so glad, !"
 The summer had been long one i to Herbert. He worked, studied in the evenings, wearied himself in many ways, having much of the same rest lessncss that had tormcnted Elsie. He tried to think he had had a won- derful escape in losing his dream of love.
 ''She would have always been dis contentcd and unhappy" thought he, ''and she is hard, selfish and mercen- i ary by her own confession. But love her, l love her, How l would have worked for her In time might have conquered fortune, and given her the riches she coveted. My little love {! So patient, so industrious, so tender until this WILL came to part us,
 Unhappy thoughts do not tend to improve health, and in July, Her bert looked haggard and pale. He was entitled to a holiday of two weeks, and took it at L--. Elsie did not dream that he was near her, but he saw her every day, heard the brilliant music that floated out from the window, under the touch of her fingers, saw the dainty riding dress, the pretty home dresses that fitted about the garden, and thought:
 ''She is happy. She never loved me, or she has forgotten me-"
 So he was not so much improved by his trip, as he might have been had he taken it in some other local ity. anl he went back to his office work little more haggard and palcr than when he left it.
 But a wonderful change awaited him. Years before, when he was but hoy. he had gone with his father, long dead, to see a great-uncle, who even then appeared to his youthful eyes marvel of age. He had dim recollection of a miserable, shabby house, an old woman servant, who cooked horrible soup, and a gen. eral impression that his uncle was q man of great poverty, and much to be pitied. And now, when he had almost forgotten his father ever had an uncle, there comes to him a law yer's letter, brief, formal, informing him that the old miser had died, and left him sole heir to about quarter of a million.
 It stunned him. He thought he was dreaming. When persuaded that he was awake, he thought of Elsie.
 l could win her now" he said, eN- ultantly. "i can offer her what she coyets. can buy her love-"
 Hut then his manliness revoltod, and his heart said:
 "Better lose her forever"
 He was listening to his own houghts, almost hating the good for, tune that came too late, when there was little knock upon his ollie, door, and in a moment there stood Elsie
 Surely it was all a dream For she was sobbing out:
 "Oh Bert, l dared not write, fol fear you w"nId not forgive me, am s9 sorry, am so miserable No!' she cried, seeing his face, Il am the happiest woman on earth!'
 It was well there was no one about for really the way the tears and smiles struggled for mastery was be wilderng.
 "lou have come to me!" Bert said "come to share my poverty 7 If you will take me, Elsie an swered humbly. Il can get som,