Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1891-07-18

.'rhat is charlottesville And
you will say yes" he said. ~
promise, of course, | shall make it
better than that, still leaving my sons
no cause for complaints; but it is not
my fault that we are not more ro-
mantle"
Let the romance come afterward,
itit can, said Miss Dwight.
After this they walked about the
garden awhile, and the day of the
wedding was set, leaving time to find
a new matron for the establishment.
Miss Dwight was certainly, as domes-
tics say, bettering herself" but she
was not elated.
In fact, a little regret stole into her
heart as she walked about the place
where she had been so independent, so
respected; and wondered whether she
should be happy in the future.
AT least" she said, with degree
of bitterness, II matched him with
his romance is out of the question
between two like u.s. Matched him
and went further.
The bell tinkled in the hall lust as
supper time was over that evening,
and in few moments servant came
to call Miss Dwight.
Its Il gentlman; he don't know who
he wants" she said. Some one who
knows all about the place, he told
me.
And Dora went into the parlor,
bare looking room, long, and with
white walls, panel carpet, library
table, horsehair sofa, and six chairs,
and the portrait of the founder of the
home over the mantlepiece. There
stood under this portrait, with his
elbow on the marble itself,
gentleman. Dark eyed, dark haired,
with a face that was not so much
handsome as delightful.
Writers often spend a good deal OF
time discussing what it is that men
see i'll the women whom they fall in
love with-when they say;
This is the woman for mel"
believe the woman who meets for
the first time the only man on earth
whom she would willingly give herself,
has deeper experience still.
The moment had come to Miss
Dwight. She had waited thirty years
for it, and now she did not know what
it meant. But an unconscious smile
came to her lips, light to her soft
blue eyes, flush to her smooth cheek
She looked prettier than she could
have dreamed possible OF at that
moment.
The stranger told his business. He
had recently come from Paris, where
he had been occupied in certain affairs
for ten years. Meanwhile his brother
had died, having recently lost his wife.
He understood, to his establishment,
that his little nephews were in the
Home.
''Of course, wish to take charge OF
them" he said. II am a bachelor,
but | can arrange for their care. They
need not live on charity"
1T is not charity, said Miss Dwight.
DIR. Ellwood gave largely to the
Home in his lifetime. The children
are considered little ladies and gentle
men. They are well educated; taught
the usages of good society. They will
| have a collegiate coures when they
leave this place. Most OF the girls be-
come teachers, | think. The boys
choose their profession. There would
at least be no need OF haste in remov-
ing them.
They talked together awhile. She
gathered that he was what might be
called a poor man.
He fingered after the boys had come
and gone. He came on the morrow,
and again and again The ostensibe
motive was to see his nephews, but he
also desired to see Miss Dwight.
Meanwhile, DR.. Emory called every
afternoon and consulted with Dora
as to the new parlor carpet and the
china.
Buy good things, she said. "What
is the use OF getting carpet that will
fade soon, or china that chips: and
silver that makes o table look well.
Besides, the things about the house
belong to the widow-if / should be
left. .
"She is deuced practical" said poor
DR.. Emory co himself.
This was alter the new matron ar
rived, and was being drilled in her
duties by Miss Dwight, who calmly
said before every one.
"You see Pm to be married shortly"
Once he even demonstrated, saying:
DO you know, poor Nellie never
talked like that, nor my dear Maria. /"
"Of course not" said Miss Dwight.
But you remarked in your offer to
me that (of coursel you and had
done with romance long ago"
DR.. Emory tried to laugh but he
was not happy.
That afternoon he took long, long
ride to the sea shore, and stabling his
horse at the hotel, walked down to
the beach. "The season" was over.
The caterers expected only q little
chance custom. It was a day when
driving clouds made it cold enough to
bepleasant. There he sat down behind
a big mound of sand, and watched the
sea, and thought of Maria, and how
he used so often to kiss the back OF
her neck because the two little curls
looked so cunning and how she
| thought hirn handsome; how dear they
were to each otherl
How long his reverie had lasted he
did NOT kupW ubar Ynarpyy ,,1;ooS,