Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1890-05-09

'AihiAr DNt AiNNt Nou kolu, 70 give
me the hundred d0lla-sy'
II nave not got q hundred centsl' i'm.
patiently cried Mrs. Llythe. ".Nnd i'll
had. | wouldn't give it e. you. vou
naughty, III behaved. romping- Yes.
Matilda, tell Mrs. Dappletom Ames that
I shall be down directly, and bring somc
tea and buns for-fOr Miss Blythe before
the next train goes
But when Mrs. Dapplpton Anies had
finished her call, and AIRS. Blythe came
back, the bird had flown, LYDIA. deeply
wounded and resentful, had promptly re-
turned to Shady Plains
That old gypsy must have been a
humbug, after all" thought the despair
ing girl. "Oh. what shall l say 90 Uncle
Joshua? Why was SO cold and
cruel to me? Oh. dear; l am very. very
unhappy
"Shady Plains!" shouted the conductor.
Aud as Lydia crept s|orrowfully out OF
the train something bright, like u fallen
drop of dew, scintillatcd on tho floor at
her feet. She stopped to pick it up. II
vas u diamond scarfpin in the shape Of
a horseshoe.
esquire Carhart's company must have
dropped it." said Lydia to herself. Oh,
how it sparkles! If it were only mine!
For I'm sure it must be worth moro Than
a hundred dollars"
She glanced furtiyely at n tall, broad
shOuldered young fellow who had been
seated in the train Il few seats beyond
her.
"He never looked around,' though;
Lydia. I'm glad of it, for lac must have
known that had been CRYING. But !
must give tlis back to him
With u light. swift step She FASTENED
to overtake Squire CarlErts city guest.
please, is this yours said the, hold.
ing up the glittering half circle. y found
it on the car floor close to where YOU
were sitting"
He started and raised his hat.
alt is Mr., Wotton's niece, isn't liz" said
he-'Miss Lydia? Yes. it is mine. and
I'm a thousand times obliged to you. /
must have fastened it in very Carelessly.
And value it very highly. too; it was a
gift from my father
lis it worth a great deal OF money!"
asked Lydia, tinidly lifting her sea blue
eyes to his face.
about a hundred dollars, ! suppose.
Il wish it was mine" said Lydia. Will,
4 long sigh, as il she were thinking
aloud.
Yours? Why, it isn't a lady's orua,
ment"
oh, not the PIN Lydia fastened to
explain, "but the ~money-the hnrd:ed
dollars. Good-by! Here is the ca rage
waiting from Carhart court"
"Wi!l you let me drive you as far n
Wotton farm: asked the stranger, cour-
%teously.
And tired Lydia willingly acceded.
The upshot was that wieh she entered
her uncle's presence she gavr him u bank
bill representing the price Of the 'prize
colt"
"Where did thee get tins money,
childY' solemnly asked Uncle joshua.
IL borrowed it," confessed lydia.
Don't ask me any more questions. I'm
Gle. I'll pay it baci, if have 10 pick
blackberries at four cents u quart all
summer"
Il hope thee viii give up this hoyden-
ish business Of scampering about on
horseback, Lydia, after this" severely
spoke Aunt Rebecca.
"But, aunt, the old fortune teller told
mo that my fortune would one day be
made by a.
Lydia stopped abruptly as she remem.
bered how the diamond horseshoe had
glittered on the floor at her feet that day.
Her color rose, her heart beat.
EaFWI-- .-.~a .A...-I-u 1 Ii - II
monished Aunt Rebecca, that all divin-
ers and fortune %tellers arc SHARES Of
Satan"
"Yes, Aunt Rebecca," murmured the
girl.
But from that day an i-nscrutable
change came over the whole character
Of her life.
The pleasant summer sunshine had
faded out of the land. The Saratoga
hotels were closed; gay Newport wa de-
serted.
And Mrs. Blythe, sitting in the yellow
light Of her jonquil silk curtains, was
smiling over q card which Matilda had
just brought in.
Dear AlSyr she murmured. Il
knew he would Gomez
She glided into the white and gold
drawing room, an gracious cordially.
You recreant cavalier!' she smiled,
"Tve half "a mind to seold you, and
yet
DO l deserve that titley' Mr.. Varc
asked. "For you are the first person t.
whom / have told the great happiness al
my life. Oh, l see you don't understand
me! Come out from behind the dra.
peries, Lydia, and help me TO explain"
And Lydia, blue eyed and fair tressed.
came.
owe are married, mamma" said
lydia. "Algy and L. And we sail fol
Europe IN the %Comandria, at noon
Won't YOU Kiss me, mamma and wisi
me joyy
Mrs. Blythe kissed Lydia-and Algy.
too-and wished them joy.
Bat it was tho seyerest ordeal TO which
she over had been put. Amother-in-law
instead Of a bride! This was hardly
what she had looked forward to.
But even in that trying moment sllC
NOTICED the glittcring pin which fastened
Lydia's lace bonnet %strings-a quaint de
vice Of tiny diamonds-and remembered