Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1890-09-27


it all; girl, day-dreaming, her soft
dark eyes fixed on the bright. blue
changing waters below. A girl of
perhaps Is, slim and peaceful, with
face OF rare loneliness, low, broad
forehead, and delicate brows, eyes
deep wine-brown, lips cleft and scar
let, the dainty little head set proud
~ on the rounded throat and al
crowned by shining mass Of red.
gold hair that clustered round the
lovely, childish face, and then fell I'M
confined in heavy curtis to the slim
girlish waist. 1t was thus that AL
vim Emerson saw her first, and see
ing her, thought Of Tennyson's
Guinevere-thought if the hapless
queen,
with her violet eyes and lovely face.
Brow-bound with red gold hair"
we're half as fair as this dark-eyed
girl, then Lancelot might well be
forgiven his fatal love, that made
him more than willing
ITO give the world for this:
To waste his whole Ii in one kiss;
Upon her perfect lips"
But there was no sign of his thoughts
upon his handsome, high-bred face as
he told her he had missed the path
that led to Emerson Hall and she
looking up-poor child-met her
doom in the light of the sunny,
laughing eyes that looked with frank
admiration into her own, felt her
heart grow faint with the passionate
thrill that swept over her, flushing
her delicate cheeks and making the
wine. brown eyes droop low.
Il am Alvin Emerson" he said.
calvin Emerson, the new master of
the Exactly, and lucky
/ fellow, am not? Better to be born
lucky than rich, you know, and l am
rather inclined to believe it. One
month ago a penniless lawyer, won
dering where my first briefwould come
from, to-day master of Emerson Hall,
heir of my ninety-seconds cousin, for
he was no nearer, whom ] always
| looked upon as a crusty old fellow,
who hated the world in general, and
his own people in particular" The
girl laughed softly. He was rather
crusty," she said, and vet he could
be kind. Very kind. He was very
kind to Mana as well. "-"And who
is Mana? Your sister?"-"I have
no sister. have no one but Mana.
Pardon me; lspoke without think
ing" he said, as he saw shadow
fall over the lonely face" cit is true, .
she said. IL am alone. Father and
mother died, leaving me a little baby
in another land, and the last master
OF the hall, at their dying request,
sent for me and Mana, and | have
lived here ever since. This cottage
is part of your estate, or rather was.
Ii belongs now to Mann"
That was only the beginning oil
the end. The buds were only bios
soming that sunny day when first
! A1lOIAu lNtlllldtAAit NiAtt-hIOMil RA es
had dropped beneath the passiona te
admiration that leaped into Alvin
Emerson's blue ones when they first
rested on her lovely face, but ere the
June roses faded she had learned the
browning glory of n woman's lite
and, alas, its most passionate pain
All, heavensl while life lasted woulC
she ever forget the moment of agony
when her whole heart awoke to tn,
truth of its love-the bitter despai,
the awakening brought her? Stand
ing there she lived that moment o
passion and pain again, and a wav,
of despair swept over her soul at tn,
memory. There had been a fete a.
at Emerson Hall, and Alvin had in
sisted that she should be there. :"
know no one" she said. II havu
lived so much by myself, would b
afraid" He laughed lightly. "Yol
must come" he said. Il have some
+. thing to tell you when the day i
done" And she had gone, with Nan,
to chaperon her, gone to learn tn
bitterest agony a woman's hear
can know.
She had been standing alone for
little time and she had wandere,
: down n little green arbor and sum
upon the low, rustic seat, when sud
: denly her own name fell upon he
ears. "She is rather pretty"
woman's voice said. "But it is on
of place TO see her here. Noone, yo'
know, can tell what she really is.