The Forrest City times., 1891-01-03

couples, ana mo ag one CT those dAlnJy rustic seats made just for two, I drew Stel- la to K, side, saying;
 Now for the story you promised me when first found you, darling You can not tell how happy have been since then. The world seems full of new beauty. Even rocks and gieus have a language of love. It seems as though some fairy hal wrought magic spell over my life, until almost fear that l shall wake and find it all q pass iug dream. sent to cheat me with it's mock cry"
 "Yes, Loyd." she Gaid, 'T can realize your happiness by my own. have been so free, so happy no longing for the for hidden love, All my wishes have been more than realized Where shall l begin my stovyg'
 When you were a child; remember 1 know nothing of your life except the few months at Waverland."
 "Well then. we will begin ia the usual style Oaee upon time there was little girl" she began in theatrical tone Then sober thoughts came, and she continued, Il was the only child of an English clergy man. We had a beautiful home while my dear mother lived Bat when was about ten years old she died From that time my father seemed to think he must be every thing to me. He devoted what time he could spare to my studies. When he was preparing his sermons he would assign me to some task. and as soon as the lesson was learned would hear me recite Then he would talk with me about 1t until it be- came part of myself He was passion ately fond of music, Under hts patient in- struction l learned to play on the piano, and on the organ in church for him. With pencil and brush he was good. but never eauld satisfy himself. He always insisted that my fingers were more delft than hs and encouraged me to copy some objects and pictures as 1 faucied. We had but one servant and always helped her with the housework. My father said thnt he wanted me to be woman and not a toy with merely few accomplishments. One morn ing when was helping the housekeeper as usual, she said Your father has strange notions for an Edylish noblemGn l was surprised and said: My father is only a clergyman But she declared that he was the son of an English earl, and that be- cause he married my dear mother his father had disowned him 1 wanted to ask my father about 1t but she forbade me
 Years passed by full of life and study. When my father made his visits through the parish, l was always by his side. When any one was sick he was often their physician as well as their spiritual comfor- ter. With his little cssc of homeopathic remedies he gave ease to bodily pain. while with his genial manner and warm, kindly heart he cheered them with his words of counsel. or read 10 them from the holy Bible. One day went into his room and found him asleep, as I thought He had not been we'll for some time, so l moved about very quietly, fearing to disturb his slumbers. As 1 came near his chair some thing about his position attracted my at tention. placed my hand upon his head and everything grew dark. l fell and when opened my eyes, was in my Cwn room, The old nurse and doctor wero standing over me. l asked for my father The nurse tried 10 calm me. But l kept asking for him until the doctor said that he WAS dead, Again there was blank. For weeks lay in semi-conscious state Tho nurse. (who was our old housekeeper and my only friend watched and tended mo faithfully Al last took mp tho bur den all the joy had fed. l found fifty pounds safely stored away for me, and few books, and the old piano, We sold them for what they would bring and paid our little debts. "
 Here stella paused as though dreading to continue her sad story
 My precious darling, how long was that before you camo to Waverlandi" | assed, bringing her nearer to me and pressing a lnviag kiss on her innocent lfs
 Father died about three months before came to Waverland" she said "nut it was only few days before that we sold our little furniture | saw Annie Wren whom had often met when had been around with my father. and she told me of your mother wanting a gevernes, for your little sister. She was very kind and se- cured the place for me. Our old house. keeper went to live with her brother. Shs had saved little of her wages each year, and being quite old she decided not to go out to service any more It was a sad day when handed the keys of the plaee we had called home for go many years to . stranger. l visited my fathers grave; then, with the fifty pounds and few pri va'e papers, I started out to seek place for myself in the world
 At Wayerland know what you did" said, with tenderness. You taught me that life worth living must be an active cAe. And you also taught me that my life ,Vs not worth the living unless could win your love"
 At Waverlapd also lcaxped that there