St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-06-15
WOOED IN DISGUISE.

the afhdaylt that the young lady was to
be sent into the country, away from all
gayety and style. and tn at she was to
romp and eat good butter and drink
cream.
Where to send her to was the ne xt
question. After consultation with Miss
Arabella, the eldest, it was decided that
Nurse Worthington's farm would be
just the place.
To leave London in the height of the
season was not Miss Pauline's pleasure,
but go she must, and May % saw her
with her trunks packed ready to start
for DevonShlre.
"Good-bye. my child! Pray don't
become too plebeian," were the last
words of her mother.
Her father accompanied her to ''BaiS
Rest" as the little village was called.
and saw her safely in the hands of
Nurse and Farmer WOrthington. AS
she was tired, Der hostess conducted
her early to her room, which was the
large, airy, best room in the house.
Nurse Worthington had been nurse to
all of Lord Frothingham's children.
Then. when past middle age, she mar
ried the farmer, and helped him on the
farm. A very peaceful old couple they
were, going about their daily duties with
only the excitement of letter from one
of the Misses rockingham to break the
monotony. The advent of a visit from
one of them bid fair to turn the house
upside down.
The following morning Pauline APP
peared at breakfast at Z o'clock, to the
aStonlShment of Mrs. Worthington.
You see, nurse, l have come here to
do as you do, so you must treat me as
your daughter, and scold if l am not
down to breakfast" she said.
But nurse would as soon have thought
OF scoldIng an angel from heaven as
lone of her children"
Miss Pauline" she began
Don't call me Miss Pauline" inter
rupted the young lady, Il am Lima to
you and your husband now, and IN
tend making myself perfectly at home"
With this, away she flew to inspect the
stable, the barn, the piggery, the hen
merry and the dairy.
She had very happy nature, one that
could accommodate itself to circum-
stances, and she intended to make the
most of her country visit. She wore
plain print gowns in the most sensible
fashion, ana very often her hair was in
long plat, and with shade hat she
looked like a very pretty rustic maid of
fifteen or sixteen. Pauline was eighteen
y y. d
complexion that was rapidly assuming a
good tan, and beautiful brown hair,
which she wore in soft ringletS over her
forehead.
One day she was seated on the top of
a Stile, swinging her hat by the elastic,
thinking of her sisters in the gay world,
when she heard some one whiStlng,
and, turning, she saw young man with
laughing blue eyes and light hair puff
ing cigar.
''Ah! my pretty maid, want to ask
you question" he said.
Pauline thought it was great fun to
play the rustic, so she dropped her eyes
and answered simply:
Eyes, Sir.''
''Wlll you tell me where Far mer
Worthington lives. [ am sent to buy
eggs and milk of him."
Il live there. Come with me-" said
Pauline.
So the handsome young man walked
along and told her that some compan-
ions and himself were camping out not
great way from there. lie asked her
what her name was, and she answered
pauline"
Pauline Worthington, suppose, he
said, and then went on to talk of what
good times they had camping
He procured what he wanted, and
then fingered to talk with Pauline The
next day he came again, and he told her
his name was Carroll Lane.
Day after day passed, and every one
saw him at the farm house on one pre-
text or another,
Soon Pauline discovered that she had
lost her heart to the stranger. Who he
was, what he was she knew not, but all
she did know was that she loved him
more than nome, position or even life.
She met him one day in the orchard.
You look solemn enough to eat me-"
she laughingly exclaimed.
''d like to-" he said, dolefully. Lima,
I'm going away"
Ali the sunshine fed from her face.
leaving only tired, wan expression.
81 am going away, and | want to tell
you something first, darling. You have
won my heart and my first love, and
when l come back 1 want to claim my
wife. l may be gone a week, possibly
Two. not more. Is there any hope for
me?'
Lina's face had frightened again. and
looking shyly into his face she said:
Il love you now, Carroll"
Under the apple blossoms he parted
with her, leaving. a pearl ring on her
finger. One week went by. Then two.
Then as day by day went by Pauline be-
came diSheartened, and came to the CON
cluslon that he had been toying with
her, thinking her rustic maiden. She
tried to forget him, but couldn't.
When September came she received
letters from home, saying they wished
her to return in time for large ball to
be given in honor of the engagement OF
Arabella to Lord Lytton. SO packing
her trunks she babe farewell to her kind
friends and to rustic scenes.
The family were delighted to see her,
and they all exclaimed how we'll she was
looking. Pauline was too proud to let
her trouble be seen, so she prepared to
enter into the preparations for the great
ball with as much zest as Arabella and
Julia.
''Oh, Lima, who do you think is com
ing to-night?' said Julia.
Lord Lytton, should suppose" SAID
Lima
"Oh, nonsense. Do you remember
hearing of Sir Carroll Lane-No? Why.
he is the catch of the season, and so
handsome
Sir Carroll Lanel Surely that must
be her Carroll Lane. So he had been
meeting her under the impression that
a great gentleman was playing with
rustic maiden. Well, she would teach
Her maid never found her so hard TO
please as she was that night. She finally
decided on pale rose color gown,
trimmed with natural roses. Diamonds
sparkled in among the flowers, and her
nut-brown hair glIstened with Jewels.
a little later, while passing among the
guests on the arm of Col. Gerard Cray
ton, her sisters voice greeted her ear.
and turning she saw Julia on the arm of
Carroll Lane.
Let me present Sir Carroll Lane.
Pauline, dear. Sir Carroll. this is my Sis
ter"
Pauline calmly acknowledged the in
PRODUCTION, but he was completely stag
gered.
81 think we have met BEFORE" he be-
gan.
Il think not" retorted Pauline. and
inclining her head moved on.
well, you did Lane up and no mis-
take. Got any grudge against him?