Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1890-01-14
A SUMNER STUDY.

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GnmMBiy enllAa xhs ~cn11s' fruo - a6lfnr
&s sovss, tmFsss and h.stlamssA-sAs
Castle Of Indolence," Daanso Martins, ~
lovely gnddaughsr. pasyfuily d~ignaasd =
vhen shs pleaded guilty 70 - sndss ansu1s
q nappinss "a ths hammock. And H. eng11D
v,s never 70 delishfful 70 Mn GiansvutA
- vhan Mlsd with young psopis. spscaliy
WHEN he had - goaas lovWs q thsBs vhn0
10 trusted would hsrnms pch 1br0 a
. large fortune. . ehildl10 widow, with only
Dolores, who w,s orphansA snd In 70 ~
gnardianahir. 70 ears Tar, IL httls paS
tins Of Matchmaking v0 her ruling -
non. She thought hsrssk without . rival b
4, and was food Of painting cut ths coupl0
vho exceps far hsr would noe have bsan -
happy; and ali tbs tins dstiny, who hA1
mnss 70 do with It. smiled Utmly - ths good
lady's sslf-concsft
just now she bad in mind 70 mats H1aSy
Client worth, hsr dsosassd hnshands fsvoR4se
s-phev, with Dolores 4 perfect contzase
therefore . good match, - thought He,
tall, fair, and broadshouldFsd; shs, dainty
and dark, b~traying her half Spanish parent
egg in hsr creamy skin md so<t black eyA
They ell slept . great dsal as the eastis
thoss bot summer days, and Hilary, who. A.
irving unexpectedly. walked out from ths
city, wondered II b bad rsAched the land
where IL was always afssrnoon, for thsss ~
such dead silence. Il w. IKE . realm Of
srchantmens And was that tbs princsBi b
qurrisd, a. hs spproa<- - ths houssL For
Dolores was fast asleep In ths hammock uDdsP
the veranda- Lifting his hss 70 the alsepinG
beauty be entered the houD uncsEemnuio0siy.
Going TO the drawing room. whsrs b az
pected to find his aunt, b found instead .
room darkened and uLoccupied. and full At
the pent-up .weesneas Of many howsrx Pa0-
tn TO the library, and finding that untenanted,
he returned TO the vsranda and hptood BY
the slssper And the sarnssenss Of his look
made her conscious Of t. 6hs gave LITTLE
start and opened her eysa, but be vanished,
and shr, only partially swaksnsd, fell asissp
asain-
But sleep has its duration, and Dolerss
s--skened and looked sbout her surprtssdly
and expectantly, then 6ushsd family - shs
recalled her supposed dream Of . fair Saxon
tacs and tender blue eyes, and went to call
Mrx Glentworth, bending over her and
awakening her with . kin, aging;
Dear godmother. your beauty slssp b too
long, you will grow plain again Then thsrs
b that ball at tho Murrsys' tonight, and my
costume not quite decided upon"
Destiny was at the ball that night 70 plot
and counterplot, to play with people - with
puppets, pairing and impairing. And, ~
ing Dolores standing by MrA Glentworth's
ode, dressed like . French marquiss Of oldan
times, with her powdered hair in delightful
contrast to her dark eys-her skirt Of cream
solored silk brocadsd with crimson, loopsd
over a quilted petticoat with crimson roses,
sparkling jewels rising and falling with every
heart throb-she thought her . fitting toy,
and, looking about, spied Hilary entering The
room, and brought him TO complete the
play.
His aunt greeted him with the utmost sur
prise,
swby, Hilary, l thought you on your
way from Germany. And u not this most
ankind TO come here before coming homer
Dolores wondered where she bad seen that
sair face and thoss tender eyes before; in her
dreams, surely; and her cheek flushed, and
she was hurried away in Hilarys arms 70 the
delicious music Of . Stratus waltz, Destiny
keeping perfect time with her interchangeable
and inexorable feet.
Hilary thought to teach Dolores German
that summer, but her soft Spanish speech
tripped among the gutturals, and 70 he con-
tented himself with stretching his lazy length
at her feet and telling her Of German Gus
toms and scenery instead. They most often
strolled to Point Lookout, where there was Q
fine lakeward view. and where they passed
the afternoons with books and conversation.
One day they had been keeping silence for q
long time--the silence born Of perfect content
when Hilary exclaimed abruptly:
Dolores, is there spell Of witchcraft cast
over these grounds Listeni What do you
hearr
Just the splashing Of tho water at the foot
Of the cliffs and the cry Of the cicada; yes.
and the chiIping Of the cricket, which sd
dens me-"
"Whyr
because it IL q premonition Of decay; b.
cause it Is reminder that these rosea, now in
the perfection of bloom, will soon drop their
petals, that these oaks will soon be purple and
russell, and then bare; and then-well, who
knows what theni" said Dolores with shud-
der But Hilary hastily knelt at her side,
looking into her soft, dark eyes with passion
ate fervor.
Dolores said he reprovingly. a. and thenF
Surely, you forget that then you are TO have
the sunshine Of my lsve Why, we are to Be
uldu utlu wiz uctOi o blo OuAb al U Ddit, dllu =
will so protect and cherish you. you will b.
heve your pathway strewn with roses"
Dolores was silent for . moment; then,
looking shyly into the face she loved 70 well,
said gravely:
"You mean these words now; but are you
quite, quite sure that you love me 50 stead
lastly that nothing can change youi"
Il think so But why are you in such q
doubling moodf 1t is something in the At
mosphere. do believe; something that causes
you to doubt, and me to 10 idle and purpose
less almost feel az il could not resist any
sort OF temptation if exposed to it. As you
say, this Is = veritable castle Of Incidence, and
you are the wicked wight"
II shall go TO the house,
@Why, sweetheartl And why do you LOOK
% sorrowfulf'
a ask you IL you are sure you love me,
and you are not At all certain. but think
so'"
In the library the next morning Hilary
was watching Dolores busy with some dainty
handicraft, and begged her to lay it BY
saying:
Come, Dolores, put aside that makebs
heve work, fold your hands SO, lean YOU
head against tho chairback, look dreamy and
appreciative while read to you .Sweetas,
Eyes Were Ever Seem" But Mrs Glentwortt
interrupted the reading, saying, see here
children" as she came into the room with ar
open letter in her hand, here Is q letter from
vivien Searles, announcing that she will b
here the 20th and that Is to-day"
4Ahl' said Hilary, indifferently, 4and 70
am to meet my stepcousin again l wondel
II she is as charming - ever, and Is heart
le.s"
Mrs Glentworth, who was already arrang
ing in her mind whom she should ask to NEE
her, absently replied that she was grea
belle and had the reputation Of being heart
less But" she continued, Il hope you vii
not quarrel with her as you used"
as she dark or fairr questioned Dolores o.
Hilary.
@Fair. believe; really do not remembs
her distinctly"
"Yet you asked u she were charming .
ever"
"A woman may b charming in . man
eyes without his being able to tell whethe
she is blonde or brunette"
al do not believe it, said Dolores positively
Nv hich am IT.
sYoui Oh, you srs he dearest ttta