The Springdale news., 1889-11-08


 WE sHoyELED AWAY THE MOUND. of Prof. Arthur Denver. To the 1ast-men- i toned place they drove The professor paid the men, dismissed Morton with the horses, took the sack in his arms and noise lessly entered the house. He laid his bur den on q sofa, and retiring into the next room went to bed
 George Dascar was handsome. clever, passionate, weak, and, because he was weak, cruel He loved Annie Morse blind ly madly. She we'll, she was young, and if she felt reciprocal sentiment for a young man who besieged her at every available opportunity with fierce love, who could blame her: She knew not her own heart to tell the truth and yaScllated be- tween the tacitHrn professor at the medi- cal college and the handsome grain buyer Sometimes she thought for long days how happy she would De if Arthur Denver would smile and cast his brown eyes on her alway. And then Dascar would come into her mind and all his windy sighs and protestations of how he certainly should die unless she would love him in return At this stage in her reflections she would look at herself in the glass and wonder what any one could see in her to love so desperately all of which showed that Das- cars hattery had not fallen on stony ground
 That same gray morning, after the stormy night, Dasear came down to his office with unusually light step. The office boy was surprised at not being kicked The dog caught his masters good humer, as dogs will, and tied himself into 5ea,t knots on the floor IS an evidence thereof
 Poor Alice." muttered Dascar to him self, as he picked up his morning paper and adjusted himself to scrutniZe it's contents
 Poor Alicel She wasn't bad girl should have wanted her to live, had it not been for that miserable secret On the whole, she acted very we'll about it. Though she always opposed my paying attention to Annie, yet she never did any thing to in iure my prospects. Now she is dc ad. and tho last mouth is closed that could blab any thing Of that cursed business I wish the memory of 1t had died with Alice We'll bars and bolts ot certain institutions are as strong as the grave and keep secrets as well"
 Hs read his paper He threw it down and sauntered out along the street to see if he could get a sight of Annie. He had often passed her house before at even more un- reasonable hours than this to catch n glimpse of her This time he was success full She was on the porch just starting to town
 MT Dascar, of all menn
 And why not MT. Dascar?n offering his arm and closing the gate for her
 Who would have thought of seeing you at this time of day? l should have i'm agined you immersed in business and to- bacco smoke by this time Papa always is And here you are, without the scent of a cigar, actually. What will happen next when
 She would have ehattered on, for she was in happy, talkatlye mood, but hc inter rupted
 II told you would not smoke if you dis liked it. l would do any thing for you came by on purpose to see if not you, at least the house that sheltered you last night in the dreadful storm envy it ,"
 He spoke softly, yet with peculiar abandon and incoherence that was a pretty simulat.on of emotion
 70 dear!a said Annie, innocently enough
 George Dascars brain worked fast Out of the many thoughts that rushed through it came this conclusion: Tell her now, be- fore that other fool does. You're ail safe The only witness is dead. "
 Miss Morse-Annie, will say it Have , know love you to my death. Do not tell me nay l know this is q queer time and place for proposal l can not help it. My feelings oyerpower me l dare not look you in the face. I shall cali this evening and learn my fate l leave you and turn here. No, do not answer" And he was gone
 Annie stopped moment gazing at his receding form. Her heart fiuttered; she was dizzy. It was only for moment, how ever, for she hurried on her errand, a bright flame burning in each cheek.
 That forenoon there was a terrific battle The arena was Annie Morse's heart; the combatants George Dascar and Arthur Denver. Not literal hand to-hand com bat, as in the days of chiyalry, but Annie would now think of one and then of the other in a dazed way that bespoke her the subject of cross mesmeric influences
 Arthur Denver was to come that after noon and take her to see the new city library He would have a chance to i'm prove his prospect. Would he do it2 If he didn't-well, she didn't know what, it he didn't
 The afternoon passed, but no Arthur Denver came, notwithstanding he had pleaded with her to make the engagement, and to do so she had broken several others She was piqued
 When George Dascar came he had that much in his favor that he knew not of He improved his chances well, and when he left her house that evening it was with the promise of her hand
 Things went on smoothly The wedding was at hand Arthur Denver did not show himself
 III
 When Arthu Denver awoke from his slumbers and came back into his ante room,