The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1891-01-29

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sion. Then the girl drew back, saving:
Kob, dear, I'm SO glad to sec YOU
Er-why, really" he began.
The instant he spoke the girl looked
frightened. A wave of color flooded
her face. As the light from the hall
streamed on him and she saw his face,
her eyes-Harry Pollard retained his
sef-possession enough to note thew
were blue and awfully pretty-looked
very much troubled. Indeed she had
something to be troubled about.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, and ran swiftly
away.
Harry Pollard watched her, and stood
blinking in the light.
"Deuced cordial reception" he said to
himself "Wonder who she is? Not
Rob's wife, Of course; I know her. His
sister? He had none. And she called
him Dear Rob- have this cousin,
by Jove. Odd I didn't think of it be-
fore. just returned from abroad.
Wish had known she was here and l
woul~'-t have come. I've had quite
enough of women; and she begins like
the rest-l<issing and all that sort of
thing. My luck follows me every
where"
The door was open, and Harry Pol
lard felt that he couldn't walk in, SO he
pulled the bell and waited. ..
Presently woman came into tho
hall, and the moment she caught sight
of Pollard she gave him her hand and
greeted him cordially.
"Where did you drop from?" she
asked. II am awfully glad to sec you.
So sorry Robert is not here"
II was Mrs Hewitt, Of course, and
Pollard found that they had not re-
ceived his telegram. as the wires were
down; and as for Bob Hewitt he was in
Boston, but expected home every
moment.
you'll find it awfully dull here"
said Bob's wife: "but Cousin Lou is
with us, and want you to like her
very much"
And he did like her very much. When
she came down to tea her face was still
burning, and she looked shyly at him.
''Mr. Pollard, this is Cousin Lou
said Mrs. Hewitt.
eve have already met" said Pollard,
| whereupon she blushed and looked
angry, and he regretted his want of
tact.
Pollard had been there but a short
time when he felt that after all there
were worse places in the world; and as
for Cousin Lou, there were worse girls,
Miss Aspinwall-J ones, for instance.
There were walks on the beach, drives,
and chats after lea every day, and he
> came to know Cousin Lou better in q
week than if he had met her in society
for year.
There was peculiar charm in her
presence, a witchery in her manner that
aided her physical charms. Her mind
was treasure house that day by day
yielded its store, and Pollard began to
feel ashamed of his ignorance of many
things this girl knew better than he.
The inevitable happened one day.
They were returning from walk on
the beach. A sou'easter was blowing
and a mist lay at sea; rain had begun to
| drizzle when they reached the house
and light streamed from the front
| windows.
This is much like the first night I
| met you," he said.
"Yes?" she said, with rising inf1ec-
ton that was peculiar to her voice.
"And it seems so very long ago." he
added.
"Yes?"
"And since then I have discovered
, something-shall1 tell you what it is?''
Silence.
II love you very much-may hope?
May hope that sometime you will tell
me that you love me?"
"Yes'-this time without the rising
; infection.
That was all there was to it, or nearly
all, and the next day Harry Pollard
went away.
''Now for the governor" he said to
! himself, as the train neared Boston.
! He found him at the Office and was
met with a frown.
''What's this hear from Lenox?" his
father said.
''From Lenox?" and the younger Pol.
| lard looked as innocent as lamb.
| IA person by the name of Mrs. Aspin.
wall-Jones writes me that you have
proposed to her daughter. Is it true?'
swell, yes, suppose it is" replied
the younger man, desperately.
"You won't marry her, sr-do you
hear?''
"Eh?" replied Pollard the younger,
sadly bewildered.
"4 have broken off the engagement,
sir; wrote to her and told her you do
not get cent of my money unless you
marry as l direct. She wrote back that
it was very cruel, very wicked in me to
wreck two young lives, but wrecked
them. There, sir, is package the
young woman sent me, containing few
jim-cracks you sent her," and the elder
man handed the astounded youngster a
package. "Now, don't let me hear of
any more such nonsense"
1T seems too good to be true" almost
shouted the exultant youth. ''Thank
you, governor, awfully," and he grasped
his fathers hand enthusiastically.
| God bless my soul, what do you
mean, say? What do you mean?'
"I'u tell you some day." and out OF
the office rushed Harry Pollard
ne nau scarcely gained the sCreet
when he remembered Carolyn Cannon
and he hadn't said a word to his father
about Bob's cousin Lou. Perhaps he
had better wait.
But what did his father mean by say.
] ing that he must marry as he should
direct? If he went against his wishes
he would not get a cent of money from
his father, and money, you know, is an
extremely necessary article even if it is
''love in q cottage" But Lou-his
father must see her to agree with his
son that she was the most glorious
woman in the world.
And that Carolyn Cannon affair
how could he get out of that? He