The Forrest City times., 1890-10-04
cnArrrn lll.--rnK CONFINES.

had been from home two years. and as l came up the avenue to the Waveriarrd mansion could not help thinking what deserted old place 1t was. The gate lodge was in dilapidated condition; the gate itself hung by one hinge. The avenue was covered with weeds. The young forest, once the pride of Lord Waveriand, was open to the cattle. and the park about the house was used for horse pasture The venerable old house itself. built . century ago. with tower and turrct. was going 10 ruin. The windows were filled with boards or rags to keep out the weather. and the steps were hardly safe to mount
 By the ghost of St Patrick if there ain't Sir Loyd' said Michael O'Shane the old butler. who, with an enormous wig, high coat collar and stlff crayat, met me At the door.
 ''Yes, Mike, this is Loyd.'' said. shak- ing his hand with real pleasure. "I am glad to be st home again So this is Wa vcrlanar'
 This is waverland." l" he said; 'sand it's right glaa we are to see you home again."
 found the inside of the house in as great disorder as the out The elegant old furni- turc was moth eaten and covered with dust; and the musty smell that greeted me when l opened the drawing room door, was enough. l did not care for closer ac- quaintsnce finally made my way to my mothers room- It was the only place that seemed inhabited. My dear. dear mother. How my heart yearned to cheer her life.
 Good morning. mother: here's your big boy back againi' l said, as came to her. where she sat by the window busy with her thoughts.
 Oh, my son, my son, are you at home once more" she cried, throwing her arms about my neck and indnlgfng in tears of joy. And, l confess, my own eyes werc dim for moment, for two years had madc . great change in the face so near my own. The dark brown hair was lined with gray, and the pure white brow was marked with care. folded her in my arms, saying. How ts this' you seem almost an in vnlidtv
 T have suffered great deal of late. but now you arc at home shall soon be well again. think this dreary old house makes me feel blue" And she drew long sigh. half pleasure. half pain.
 Where is Lord waverlands The old place seems going to ruin
 He is in Paris: he has only been At home for few weeks at time for years. He says the old place is too dull for his high temperament" said my mother in : alightly sarcastic tone.
 Here is Myrtle, your little sister,r she said, as young girl with bright blue eyes and fiaxen hair came bounding into tho room. "Shs is my little sunbeam. Myrtle. your brother"
 The child paused moment, giving mo . searching glance As though asking herself 1T we could bc friends. Then she came to mo, and clasping her arms around my neck As l stopped toward her. put up her full rcd lips for kiss. She was small for her Ags, looking far younger than shs really was.
 Taking chair by my mothers side, with Myrtle on my knee, VIC began to i'll the space our letters had loft vacant. While we were busy talking of the past, young lady came into the room. She was plain looking. with soft brown eyes that had pleasant look. and silkcn brown hair that lay in natural waves above clear white brow. As she came to my mothers chair, thought to myself, You are g!r' of independence. whoever you are.- indt sated by her firm. elastic step and noble carriage
 Miss Everett, my son. Sir Ioyd." said my mother as she came to her side.
 She gave me Q modest greeting, then af- ter asking some questions of my mother, left the room.
 Myrtle's new governess. She only came last week. but am very fond of her. she inspires me with comfort" said my moth. IT, with some animation.
 "Ohs" exclaimed Myrtle. ssshe can tell beautiful fairy tales, but she makes me study first"
 Who is shes Where did she come tromw asked, interested.
 Annie Wren recommended her. She ss n orphan. you know.
 "knowt how should knows- I asked.
 Well. Annie said she had good educa Hon and was looking for place = gover. acss, and she thought would like her, 70 shs brought her here. You remember An. nis Wrens
 Why, yes, we have always known each ,ther l wonder if she would know me aowi" said, fondly stroking my famous which thought had greatly shangsd my looks
 Before had fintshed the consemplssin 4 myself in the large mirror opposite, the ioor opened and lovely young lady eu- ard
 ~Annis'" exclaimed Myrtle. iumpine l fo0 ny knee and giving the new conner | 1 ovinG kinR Could thae be my old plny@ na1os neveR know she Was uo hoauftfpl lleAne tuEnea te ne saying.