The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1891-10-03


morning fell pleasantly over the two
young girls who were sitting together
in the cosy parlor Of Paul Wynne's
house ut Wolfsden.
The friendship OF Margaret Wynno
and Cecil Earle is a very beautiful
thing to rcmcmbcr-for between them
was sincere love uncontrolled by envy;
and perfect confidence, undisturbcd by
II single doubt. And in this world Of
seli!shrpcss and hard strife we shall find
very few such friendships.
Wolfsdcn was II lonely village, far up
among the Green Mountains; but
the two girls managed to be very
happy together, Notwithstanding tho
absence OF society and a,nuscmcnts,
which all young people love. 1t was
Margarct's home, and for this sho
loved its secluded shaIcs-ior this she
had no wish to stray beyond its noun
tain-locked confines into the great world
OF deceit.
Celia was q native OF the busy met
ropolitan city OF New York, and VOLTS
dcn-which she was visiting for the
firsttime-charmcd her with its novelty.
She was never weary OF its steep dcGles,
its wierd, densely Swallowed valleys, its
stern cliffs and rugged promontories--
everything was new and very delightful
to her.
Margarct's only brother, Harry
Wynne, was ut West Point, and the two
girls depended on the village lawyer,
Elmer Marshall, to gallant them about;
and Mr.. Marshal! was in no wise an
noyed or dissatisfied with his charge.
Margaret and Elmer had known each
other from childhood. They Ind been
schoolnates together; theyhad INDUCED
in the same childish sports; gloried
over the same grand mountain scenes
read the same books, and been sepa-
rated IRON each other only while Elmer
was away at Harvard.
No word Of love had ever been spoken
between them; no vows had ever been
i~nterchanged, but there is 4 silent Ian
guage BY which heart speaks to heart
and Which is never misunderstood.
Margaret had long known that away
from Elmer Marshall her life would be
very blank; aud III the young lawyers
rising oil n future home he always
sought the sweet face OF Margaret by
the right side.
Now Mr.. M~arshalPs gay good MORN
ing broke in on the rcvery OF the young
girls, as entering the parlor uncercmo-
niously he flung himself down on an OF
toman at their feet. lie had 4 book
Tennyson's "Maud'-in one hand and
a boquet OF flowers In the other. He
gave the book to Margaret; the BIOS
SONS TO Celia;
There, girls" he exclaimed in the
frank, cheerful way peculiar to him, 81
have made my morning sacrifice to the
shrine OF beauty, and now you cannot
refuse to wish me JOY on this, my birth
day! Twenty-seven years among the
%chcckcred scenes OF this world surely
demand and clam your sympathizing
congratulations! want n present from
each OF you, too. Come don't be mig
g!ardiy! What will you give me, Mag
ger
She lifted her clear eyes tcnderly to
his, and said solemnly:
Il give the best wishes | have-my
PRAYERS, and my good wishes, Elmer"
THANK you. | prize them above
rubies. And you, little Celia, what
shall ask from your"
Whatever you ask, sir beggar," she
replied eaily.
You give me q carte blanche. What if
l should take advantage OF it? But 10
You shall give me a kiss!"
Celia's check reddened-she drew
back, end toyed with the tassel OF her
morning robe. Margaret started, COL
orcd painfully, and employed herself in
arranging the books on the table
Marshall, alone, was smiling and SELF
possessed.
Come" he said, 81 am waiting.
Maggie, you shall be umpire. Is it not
a fair compact? Celia is to kiss me,
isn't she?"
"You can decide tho matter among
yourselves" she said, quietly. II must
see to feeding the canarics," and glid-
ing from the room she LETT then alone.
"Well, Celia, are you going to give me
my PRESENT." persisted Marshall.
"Not l; you knew l wouldn't. Come,
let us walk in the gardcn!" And gayly
chatting and laughing the twain passed
out into the shubbcry, while heavy
hearted Margaret fed the golden-winged
canaries, and moistcned their food with
irrepressiblc tears. All, it takes little
to make q woman happy-and very lit
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