Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1890-07-21

patiently cried Mrs. Blythe. And
If I had, l wouldn't give it to you,
you naughty, ill.behaved, romping
yes, Matilda, tell Mrs Dappleton
Ames that I shall be down directly,
and bring some tea and buns for
for Miss Blythe before the next
train goes
But when Mrs. Dappleton Ames
had finished her call, and Mrs.
Blythe came back, the bird had
flown. Lydia, de ply wounded and
resentful, had promptly returned to
Shady Plains.
"That old GYPSY must have been
a humbug, after all,' thought the
dspairinr girl. ooh, what shall
say 20 Uncle Joshua? Why was
mamma so cold and cruel to me?
Oh, dear, | am very, very unhappy
"Shady Plainsr shouted the con-
dlcter.
And as Lydia crept sorrowfully
out of the train, something bright,
like fallen drop of dew. scintillated
on the floor at her feet. She stopped
to pick it up. 1t was diamond
scarf.pin in the shape of a horse
shoe.
esquire Caharts company must
have dropped it," said Lydia to her
self. ooh how 1t sparkles!I If it were
only mine! For Tm sure it must be
worth more than SlO0
She glanced furuvely at a tall,
broad-shouldered young fellow who
had been seated in the train few
seats beyond her.
"He never looked around
thought Lydia. I'm glad Of it,
for ne must have known had been
crying. But / must give this back
to him.
With a light, swift step, she has
tened to overtake Squire Caharrs
aity guest.
Please, is this yours?n said she,
holding up the glittering half-circle.
az found it on the floor close TO
where you were sitting"
He started and raised his hat.
at is Mr.. Wooton's neice, isn't it,
said he-"NIlss Lydia? Yes it's mine,
md Pm thousand times obliged to
you. must have fastened it very
And value livery high /
V, too; it was a gift from my faith
.r."
lis it worth a great deal of mon
~" asked LYDIA, timidly lifting
Ter Sea-blue eyes to his face.
ABOUT 500, | suppose"
II wish it was mine" said Lydia,
With long sigh, as if she were
linking aloud.
"Hours? Why, it isn't a lady's
rnament'
"Oh, not the pin,' said Lydia,
but the money-the hundred dol
ars. Goodbye! Here is the carraige
from Cahart Court"
"Will YOU let me drive You as far .
: Wooten farm?' asked the suang- f.
r courteously.
And tired Lydia willingly ac-
eded.
The upshot of it was when she en-
cred her uncle's presence she gave
i'm bank bill representing the
rice of the prize colt"
"Where did thee get this money,
hild?' solemuly asked Uncle josh
q.
"I--I borrowed it" confessed Ly-
in. Don't ask me any more
uestions, uncle. TN pay it back if
have to pick blackberries at four
auts a quart all summer"
al hope thee will give up this hoy
enish business Of scampering about
a horseback, Lydia, after this, 80
'yerely spoke up Aunt Rabecca.
But, aunt, the fortune-teller told .
lie that my fortune would one day
e made 10y al"
Lydia stopped abruptly as she re-
iembered how the diamond horse /
zoe had glittered ON the floor at her
.et that day, Her color rose, her
cart beat.
Thee must remember. Lydia, ~ /
Aunt Rebecca, "that all
iviuers and tellers are
mares of SATAN
"Nes, Aunt Rebecca, murmured
he girl. /
But from that day an iuscrutable .
hange came over the character OF /.
er llte.
The pleasant summer sunshine
.ad faded out OF the land. The Ssr.
toga hotels were closed, cay New /.
.ort was deserted.
Aud Mrs. Blythe, sitting in the .
.ellow light OF her jouquil silk cur
aims, was smi ling overa card which F.
iutilda had just brought in.
"pear Algy" she murmurcd, ii .
Knew lac would come"
She glideu Into the hiteand-gold
lrawing.room, all gracious cordial .
~.
"Nou rcCreant c3valier,' she
smiled, 1--WE half "a mind 20 sculd .
'ou, aud yet
"no l deserve that utleH" Nr.
Naue asked, "For you are the first
person TO whom have told the
great happiness OF my life, on,
see you don't understand me. Come
fronl hphind the dr,tnari.S I.yai.