The Yazoo sentinel. (Yazoo City, Miss.) 1878-1916, 1891-05-07

BfAH LITTLE PlIvcEss Tomorrow night
| will tell you nll that fhink you must sur'
poet now. IL VII b. o. blow 70 you. and
perhaps you win blame me 40 much that
you will never forgive me ! ought % have
prepared ron for the news. but / pot 10 Oi
from day 20 day With TIE eowardly assuF
nnre, To-morrow VII DO as we'll. Come 10
10 the library tomorrow evening nittf you
return from Mrs. Adley's and VIII teli sou
what the papers Will announce the following
morning. YouR FAraEE.
There was no more doubt 10 Beatricc's
mind She was sure that her time for
heroic action had come. There
would be no more days Of idle
ness and nights Of reyel for
! her--no more luxur Gus slipping Of the
richest wine Of life from golden gob.ets--
no more treading Of roH strewn paths ;
but tborns aud bitter dfaughts and work
real work for her daily bread-would
be her inheritance. All this she pic
tured IN the few brief moments she was
ascending the velvet carpeted stairs to
her own beautiful suite OF rooms.
She touched the button Of the tele-
phone that her cxtravagant fancy had
caused to be constructed between her
Sa1ictum SaHctoyUm and Ilccna's sitting.
room. just at that hour the pride Of
the family was having a few moments
chat with his fayorite sister. his six feet
Of splendid manhood stretched on a
couch just underneath the telephone.
lie sprang up as the bell tnklcd aud put
the receiver to his ear, touched the but
ton and waving his hand In protest to
his sisters interference.
"Hello, Lena! Dopease come up and
stay all night; papa is away from home.
lie left message for me My suspicious
are correct, | am satisfed-he is on the
verge Of financial ruin. lie has promised
to tell me all tomorrow night after re-
turn from Mrs. Alleys. The next
morning, he says, all the world will
know of IL through the papers.
There was an excited ring In the voice
away off in the Mob Hill palace.
Princess Beatrice, don't believe it
in spite of your correct suspicious.
Helena has just been telling me, in con
fdence, Of your anxieties 1t seems to
me the trouble must be something else. "
II the telephone could only have con
veyed TO him the loud beating OF
woman's heart, what useful invention
1t would have been to him in disclosing
what he had never been able to find out
when the princess was talking in the
same room with him. He waited mo.
ment for her reply.
mo, II came presently, with metallic
precision sit cannot be anything else.
Is Helena thereP
''Yes, your Royal Highness. DO you
prefer to talk with herg
Certainly. Tell her | will send the
carriage for her If sac will come"
MAY come with herl"
''If you choose
Helena pushed him aside.
''No, he can't come with me. What
was it you told him that you intended
for mein
After standing silently listening to
some long sentences. she replied
"All right, | will be ysadyfM Phil
is not coming, foIf Anly
waiting for dinner q mc
special business with4
Beatrice was one on ana Az
at Mrs Alleys that N She was
never more simply dressed, Md never so
lovely in Philip Ashton's eyes. He had
sent her the first flowers he had ever
bought for hcr-passionate blood-red
-oses-and she wore them with the sim.
ply -made cream satin. Aside from the
.lch lace in neck aud elbow.sle they
were her sole ornaments. Even the dia-
nonds IN her ears had been put away,
or appearances sake, on the eve Of her
'ather's ruin.
Ibid do wrong to come ~ she asked
Ashton, when he stood under potted
palm tree in the music room, looking at
Ter III the dim radiance of rose-colOred
amps.
why wrongl"
Because people will make remarks
bout it, in the morning, when they
lnow the truth.
He covered her hand with his own as
t rested on the back Of low divan.
you are very philosophical in regard
o the matter. Why are you not at home,
S most girls would be, crying and
your hands"
He had never before SO committed
himself by word look and action.
Beatrice understood the underlying sig
liicance Of the question She answered
t with the same roundabout directness.
n spite Of all their past reserve they I'M
lerstood each other perfectly.
81 don't believe, frankly meeting his
doring eyes, that am so very sorry
orry enough to cry or wiring my hands;
mean for myself. "
A strange, sweet knowledge kept them !
i,ent tor several moments. When a
'assing couple had gone out Of sight and /
tearing, Ashton took both her hands.
My little princess Do you know
low long | have loved the kings daugh
or with a hopeless lover
Perhaps" said Beatrice, sfor as long
time as YOU have made her believe that
the daughter OF hundred earls, she was
Iot one 10 be desired So
He lifted the hands to his lips.
I'VE succeeded in Misunderstanding !
ach other perfectly, then. l should
lever have been brave enough 10 ask !
King Midas little daughter for her hand
With all the royal jewels in its palm
Beatrice tapped tremblingly at the
library door at midnight. After some
title delay her father opened il aud
miled very much as be had been in tbs
labit of doing before he became ''pecu- i
lar.
Come in, my dear. he-said. kissing
Ter, as he always did. Don't wear