Arizona republican., 1891-12-09

hall paper, Deep voiced men parleyet as to the monthly rental; fat old gentle men asked questions in husky accents
 q shall go crazy said Dorcas,
 The next morning, however, dove winged Peace once more settled down or the field of action. The agent came uE and removed the bill,
 "The house is taken" said he.
 Who's took it? demanded Dorcas who chanced just then to be securing the brasses. But the agent either did not know or would not tell. Dorcas heaved deep sigl. Den says she, we've got to cIar put,
 The landlord sent Selna polite note | in day or two. Be had concluded. he wrote, to accept her offer of the furni. ture and belongings as an equivalent for a certain portion of the unpaid rent,
 Now" said Dorcas what Is we to do?"
 Poor Mrs Spencer was all in futter The Newport scheme delighted her, and she was very busy looking over her wardrobe with reference to the coming visit. Selma had written to the aunt of an old schoolmate of hers, who kept a | boarding house in the fair seaside city asking her lowest price for a comfort able room Dorcas' was to go with Mrs. Spencer as attendant and maid, and Selma had resolved to hire room in New York and beard herself as well as she could
 But this has been a dear old home, " she murmured 'I wonder who will sleep in my room; wonder whose hands will strike the yellow keys of mamma 8 old piano and dust my flowing blue china and arrange the old fiddle backed chairs
 The purple sunlight shone softly in; the scent of stalk of hyacinths in a glass on the mantel brought back remi- niscences of the old southern flower gar dens and all of a sudden voice which she had last heard in those very gardens struck on her ear.
 "Selina-have startled you?"
 "Mr. Berkeleyr
 He extended a cordial hand
 Perhaps you fancied that l could not trace you outy' said he. But am bet ter at hide and seek than you thought"
 She courtesied haughtily. His hand some countenance fell Evidently he was deeply disappointed
 Are you not glad to see me, Selina?" he exclaimed "Ah, Selma! Ihad count ed so much on this interviewl l had planned to renew my suit-to ask you once more to be my wife"
 She drew her slight figure up.
 You are presuIning too much on my very evident poverty, MT. Berkeley" said she "l refused you when was Miss Spencer, of Spencer Vale What sort of a woman should l be if l were now to accept you--simply as a protec- tion against adversityT
 But, Selina"---
 Pray excuse me from any further dis cussion of the question, said Selina.
 May not hope to see your mother?" he persisted
 ",I should prefer not"
 Do you know, Selina," he said. after a brief silence, that this is a very bit ter modification to meY'
 "ls it? Then what must it be to mey'' she retorted, almost fiercely, looking up at him
 He stood n second or two gazing sadly at her. Stung by the scrutiny, she swept from the room like an angered princess.
 Half minute later she came hurrying back, full of sweet, strange misgivings But he was gone.
 "l have let another opportunity slip byl" she murmured "Oh, heavensl where is my life drifting to?"
 At that moment Aunt Dorcas ushered in the landlord, fussy, bald headed old gentleman with fur collar to his coat.
 Good evening, Miss Spencer" said he, "l expected to meet the new party here"
 The beg your pardon" said Sel- ina
 The gentleman who has purchased this house and furniture" explained Mir. Beasley, and settled it on yourself and your mother A friend of yours, sup pose--Mr Berkeley"
 Standing sadly in the shadow of the rustling poplar boughs outside George Berkeley felt the magnetic influence of another presence. A soft voice stirred the twilight air, like the far off music of forgotten days
 MT Berkeley" it said--"Georgel-- please will you forgive mey'
 A dead silence ensued.
 Wont you, GeorgeY" with little sob in the voice. "l-l didn't mean to speak so harshly to you. 1 didn't know then what l know now of your noble gener- osity."
 Silence-only silence still.
 "lf l accept it for dear mammals sake, you surely will not misinterpret me. Oh, George! how can you be so cruel? Why don't you answer mel What are you waiting for me to say?"
 And still no word broke that haunting silencel
 George" in low voice, Eve changed my mind. will be your wife?" He took her in his arms
 Dear sweetheart" he murmured Dear little melting snow wreath. l knew that love would conquer you at lastl" When Mrs Spencer heard of the en. gageineDt she said quietly:
 "l always thought they cared for each 1 other, but since your master died, Dor cas, my poor head has scarcely been | itself, but make haste and finish the l packing We are going to Newport, are we notr'