The Florida agriculturist. [volume] (DeLand, Fla.) 1878-1911, 1890-10-29

portion still left behind at Lake Jornada
and the smaller portion that in spite OF
us fell into the hands of the enemy all IS
gone. The surplus had counted upon
has disappeared.
"No, no! will not have it SO! it is a
shamey' protested Amy, Indignantly.
81 cannot answer even for the rest OF the
| Colebrook family, who may be inclined
| to though they shall hear
from me at once-but do you think l,
who saw your hardships and your brav-
cry, will take my share while you are in
want? No, indeed; so much at least still
remains to you"
1T is no more than l might have ex-
pected from your generous heart, but
assure you honestly do not miss the
gold; never really felt thatit was mine,
and when | think Of all the blood and
suffering that rest upon it | am very GER
tain shall be better off without it.
"Such unselfishness is not quite in
human nature Take care! do not like
people who are too unselfsh; they are apt
to die young. If you are not moderately
human, shall not approve of you"
''Of course, if had known how it was
coming out, might have made some
different rrange1nent-perhaps have
paid only part Of the interest; but what
is done is done, and am not sorry"
"No, it is too wicked. will not have
it So"
"You see, come here and talk Of my
woes, in spite of the obvious suggestive
ness of the thing" pursued Walter, smil-
ing. "There is just one way that occurs
to me: we might share tiff you were
wiling"
His nearer colored again most deeply,
this time with the best Of reason.
'After all, do not feel poor" he con-
tinued, hopefully. Il shall be ridden by
no more nightmare, am q free man, l
begin the world Oh even terms. II you
thought well Of the name Of Ridgefeld,
now, | would like to say-l would like
to tell you how very dearly | love you.
Had you ever suspected it might beso?"
The tangles of her bright hair drifted
against his temples, and her soft cheek
rested as once before, against his
bronzed one that had known so many
hardships.
'When you kissed me in Mexico, l
felt hoped you were fond Of me. But
you tried me terribly, do you lznow?''
Eyes, yes, must have done SO. How
can you forgive me?'
Letters came to them from Mexico.
The good aunts Arroyo wrote to Walter,
''You will have q sweet bride; we re-
member her very well; you are fortunate
in your marriage, and when peace is de-
clared-for come some time it will you
must bring her here to see us, child Of
our hearts"
They wrote that the country was still
torn by bitter strife, and neither of the
great parties seemed strong enough to
put the other down. The star of Capt.
Perez, they said-their tone about him
was not disrespectful now-was in the
ascendant. He had risen more and more
to prominence in the hberator's forces
till he might be ranked as next in
authority to the commander himself.
The Jefe Politico had been killed in a
skirmish near the Barranca Of Cimarron,
over which district Perez had still main
tanned some supervision. The story re-
called the fate Of the ancient King Will
lam Rufus in the New forest; his body
had been found in the woods by char
coal burner. Walter fancied he OWNED
the reason of the Jefe's presence there,
and he breathed freer henceforth at the
thought that this eager spirit was no