The Springdale news., 1890-02-07

What could he answer to this? He had no time to answer any thing. The train was hauling up at the station, and he must hurry.
 "lt is all right Julia. shall be out again very soon.'
 He kissed her, and said Good night and then hurried away.
 He had said that all was right, but Tn ms heart he was not entirely satisfied. After he had taken his seat, and was beng whiiled away towards the city, he thought the matter over. and it did not seem right to hlm at all. Why should she keep a Il secret from HIM? Was there something III her life which he must not know? He could not think this. He preferred to think If hls restless cogitations could be called thought-that she did not sufficiently appreciate the entire confde ence whi ch was necessary to true and harmonious love. He hoped she was not going to prove lacking in this respect.
 Poor fellow! 4 cloud had float. ed across the heaven of his love, and ho fancied that night was com ing. or, that 1t might never be quite so bright again.
 Meantime Jula Everleth wend- ed her way back to the mansion, and as she went she said to herself:
 "Albert wonders, no doubt, how l can possibly keep a secret from him. Dear heart l don't like to do it-and 1 will not do It long. shall tell him everything before we are marrled, but l cannot tell him now. l will not break faith with my grandfather yet.o
 On her way to her chamber she passed the library door, which was open, and her grandfather called to her.
 "lou have been out, Julia /"
 "Yes."
 "Where have you been? ?''
 Almost IS far back as she could remember her grandfather had been her sole guardian, and this was the first time he had ever auth orltatlve. lydemanded to know where she had been. For moment she held her breath. Then she advanced into the room, and stood by the table, with her hat in her hand. Her look was serious, but her reply was frank and unrescrved.
 "Grandpa, walked down to the station with Mir. Seymour"
 Julia, what did I tell you ?' de manded the old man, sternly. "Did l not warn you against such free dom ,"
 'Is not Albert Seymour an hon orable man ?" asked Julia, with quiet dignity.
 "l have no doubt he is.
 "And do you not think him in every way a gentleman 7"
 "I think he is gentleman-yes,"
 Julia seated herself, and folded her hands in her lap.
 "Grandpa," she said, slowly and solemnly, "it is tune that you and l understood one another. From my earliest childhood you have been a dear good grandpa to me. You have been my guardian, my helper, and my best friend. 1 have loved you, and have tried to make you happy. With my hand upon my heart can look up to heaven and say that 1 never knowingly or will ingly gave you pain. For years, though young, l have been at the head of your household, and have done my best to make your home cheerful and pleasant. Your merest wish has been law. And have done all this, not only be- cause 1 owed 1t as . duty, but be- cause l loved you. Do you think 1 have ever done for you a single kindness, or given you smile, with thought of property that might come to me in the future from your store ? If you do, you sadly mistake me. Or ii you think that any consideration of material wealth could influence me against my convictions of right, or of what is justly and righteously due to my self, you mistake me again. And now, grandpa, let us consider. You are old, and I am young. The chances are that you are passing down into tho vale, while am just stepping forth into active life of womanhood. You are almost done with life, while my life is before me. Shall my life be to me joyous,