Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-11-12

young figure with glove-like smooth ness. ''I have come, ? said Rob, with an embarrassment foreign to him, ''from Henry Dreier."
 The face before him-a very delicate, sensitive face it was. with dark-lashed hazel eyes and beautiful mouth famed scarlet from soft hair to white throat.
 "He did not receive my letter thenP You are MT. BonnellP'
 Rob assented.
 fI wrote him." hurried on Linnet Josylan, ''that would not go to Belle vile as he desired"
 Rob felt himself placed in an unpless- ant position. Assuredly the girl was neither narrow-minded nor spiritless as he had supposed when he agreed to full fill the request of Dreier. For, though her words were brief and simple. there was 8 vast deal of resentment in both tone and expression. But how in the name of Heaven had such a woman promised to marry Henry Dreierl Sud- denly and curiously he was answered.
 That's right, Linnetp' piped up one of the group who stood gaping at the stranger, ~'tdon't ye go. I heard ma tell pa yistldsy, that if you went to git mar ried she'd have to hire help, an' that the lessn she'd have to pay 'ud be three dollars a week. Don't ye gor'
 Linnet looked up from the freckled and persuasive countenance of Master Give Leonard Leroy Blatchford. All the color went out of her face with a rush. Something set and resolute came into it.
 "I shall go with you," she said to BonnelL She turned and walked toward the house.
 "Poor little girl" said Rob. He knew now why she was going to marry Henry. would be Independent. She would petty despotism. If the absorbed and passionate devotion all young hearts crave it was not in the nature of Dreier to give her, she would at least receive kindness and affection. And, morbid sentimentalists to the contrary, half a loaf is preferable to no bread. Bonnell went back to the road. He stood by the buggy waiting. He could hear within the house the sounds of | angry and aggrieved protestation. came out, down the path, and to the
 
 red line, and her hazel eyes were black with rebellion. Silently he helped her in. Silently they drove of. Warmer I the day had grown. Tho fresh, half ! pungent scent of ''broke" ground drift ed to them. And faintly heard they the murmurous whirr and hum that pre- ludes the summer.
 It is about three-hour's driveNfrom 1 E0unOrdio t0 Pa1Iaui11n hod ] travelled more than half the distance, and almost in utter silence, when all at | once Linnet broke down in fit of child ish weeping.
 1 '"TurnP' she panted. "Go back, can't marry Henry Dreier. He is good. Yes, know that. But to be with him l -alwaysl o, no-no. I was foolish. I only wanted to get away from Blatch- ford's. IT didn't think of the sin of marrying for such reason. Take me back-pleasev'
 l A force mightier than his will, might fer than himself, mastered Rob Bonnell. Traitorous-dishono Perhaps. But he could at that moment no more have held back the words that sprang from his heart to his lips and overhowed them than he could have restrained the fierce fury of a mountain flood.
 "Linnet," he cried hoarsely, 'I love youl Marry mel"
 ''O," she whispered, and shrank back trembling. He had stopped the team. He turned in his seat and faced her. Their eyes met. There was that in his, i'm. perious, steady, fervent, thatcompelled surrender. Linnet's lashes dropped. Rob bent and kissed her. That broke the mad spell that was upon them both
 "Don'tT" she said. GO on. I could care for you-yes But the disloyalty would be more wicked than-than keep ing my word."
 Bonnell snatched out the whip. He gave the horses lash. He drove straight on towards Belleville. There he left Linnet at the hotel He ther {, went straight to the office. He found Dreier alone, and In high spirits. "Well," he cried, ''that elevator busi ness was fixed to-day. We've come ou several thousands ahead. What is tho matter? You look like ghostI"
 ''Do IF" with wan smile. "I ough to look like scoundrel. pve fallen il love with your sweetheart, Henry. asked her to marry me. kissed her.
 Dreier said not a word for several mo ments. When he spoke it was in hi ordinary bland and drawling voice:
 eff Linnet likes you better than me it's all right. Mistakes shouldn't b. made in matrimony any more than il business. Mistakes are poor policy They don't pay. Anyhow, Bob Saw yer's widow would suit me nearly a well. She isn't pretty, like Linnet, bu . she owns Q half-section over in Logal County that joins mine." Such an unexpected replyI Such delightful unromantie replyI Bo burst into boyish and ecstatic shout 0 laughter. He felt he could afford t laugh.
 He married Linnet. Rumor says tn Sawyer and Dreier half-section in Lc gan County will soon be consolidated i + one farm.-Chicago Tribune InRfruceiva Little TaIa.