San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-10-29

and Mrs, CoulsOn shook her head.
shes not one to talk, and she's not the
kind of lady you'd like to ask questions
of. I'm widow, was all she said to
me the day she took the rooms. She
said 1t just short like that-I'm wild
ow, and there's none but myself says
she, and then she said she knew no
body hereaDouts, and she offered to
pay me a quarters rent in advance
but | didn't take it-for, law, Miss
Dunstan, I'm not afraid but what she'll
pay. She's too full of trouble to be one
of that sOrt-that's what l think. Too
full of trouble, poor SOUL"
And SO" said Aunt Susan present.
ly, as she sal 10y her niece Helen's side,
amusing the invalid as she was in the
daily habit Of doing, with recital of
all the odds and ends of news that she
had picked up i'll her mornings trot-
tings to and fro-"and so, my dear, in
as she is, she's raclking her brains now
to think what she can do for the poor
thing, to cheer her up little: and
am sure if l could help her should be
glad to, for l declare, Nelly. the
thought of that face of hers haunts me.
| can't tell you the sort of look it
had"
Perhaps she is i'll" suggested Helen
prosaically.
Il don't think merely being ill would
make anybody look like that" said
Aunt Susan, shaking her head and de-
cidedly rejecting this explanation. mo
what l think is that she has got some
thing on her mind-and if she has, poor
soul, can only say that it must be
dreary thing for her to sit there all day
long without soul to say word to.
And such young creature too, dearl
Not five-and-twenty, Pm sure"
II should rather like to see her." said
Helen.
1t happened few days after this that
Helen did see her. Miss Lynn was be-
ing drawn in her invalid-chair along
the road that passed by Mrs. CoulsOn's
cottage with Miss Dunstan walking by
her side, when they met the widow sud-
denly face to face.
'1hat is Mrs. HILL" Aunt Susan had
just time to whisper unheard.
She was coming toward them with
her veil thrown back. Just as she was
about to pass them, her eyes-large,
gray, solemn eyeS-looked up, and rest
ed for moment full on Helen. In an
other second she had passed. She was
walking rapidly but the exercise had
brought no faintest flush of color into
her face.
"What beautiful womanl" Helen
exclaimed, with more warmth than she
often showed.
Yes, she must have been very pref
ty-must she not? But oh, my dear,
to take the sunshine out of the day to
look at her. And how thin she isl"
said Aunt Susan with a shudder, for
Miss Dunstan had comfortable ro-
tund little figure herself, and liked
plumpness and rotundity in other peo-
pie. "She's no better than black
thread paper"
Here is Mr.. Warrington" said Hell
en-; II wonder if he has seen her yet"
And then, as the young man approached
them, she held out her hand, and-"Mr.
Warrington, want to know something
about Mrs. CoulsOn's new lodger," she
said at once.
"Mrs. Coulson's new ledger? didn't
know that she had got one," Mr.. Walk
Ington answered.
"Then you haven't seen herr wish
you would go and see her and tell me
all about her,
II should be very glad--only. is she
churchwoman?" asked Mr.. Walking
ton.
"A churchwoman? Oh, 1 don't know.
l dare say she u.s." said Helen lightly.
"You see, must find that out first"
"Whyp Won't it do to know her UNI
less she is churchwomanW
81 must have some preteXt for calling
upon her, you know. If she should be
q DiSSenter-"
''Ah, then, it won't do to go near her,
I suppose? Well, then, wait till after
Sunday, and see if she comes to church
and then if she does, you will go and
call, and come and tell me all about her
won't you"
II will certainly come and tell You
anything can about her."
"Thank you; that is just what L
want. And now, you are in a hurry,
are you not? and we are only OBTAINING
you. Goodbye" said Helen, and dis
missed the young man with a gracious
smile.
"Well-in my young days, my dear, L
would no sooner have thought of ask
ing the clergyman of the parish to run
my messages than would have asked
the Prime Minister But girls seem to
do anything nowadays. don't think
there's any reverence left III the world"
said Aunt Susan, shaking her head as
they walked on again.
How could anybody feel reverence
for Mr.. Walkington?" Helen answered
with a laugh. Ut was rather a con-
temptuous laugh, l am afraid.) II
don't see why he shouldn't run mes
sages just as well as anybody else, If one
happens to have any message that he
is capable of running. AS for reverence
Il can revere many things but / can't
revere Leigh Warrington"