Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1891-12-03


priest OF a Bhuddist temple; for the
roek-crystal 0 cupies high ground in
japanese mythology.
AS Crecy, Acerington and the others
approached, they found Mrs. Creey. with
her son Anberon and Loveday Della
mere, standing before it lost in admiring
wonder
who could have sent such a superb
gift?" Loveday was exclaiming. at
must have been a great trave err, for
where could he have picked up such a
eurio except in Japan? 1t must have
been mystic, for who else won d have
thought Of presenting to Auberon a
number OF mems souls TO exc out his
own2 TraVeler-mystic- million
aire; who is all that, Mrs Creey?%
Mrs Crecy did not answer; she looked
disagreeably startled. AuberOn was
busy decipherihg the inscription on the
face, which, being written in japanese
Court-English, was somewhat obscure.
Accrington Joined the group. a faint
glow on his tawny che k.
"Miss Dellamere has not quite for
COTTON Colonel AccringtOn, who used 10
teach her how to manage her fiery pony
five years ago?S said he, with softest,
gentiest courtesy.
She started, this pure-hearted. inne-
cent girl, who knew no evil, and raised
her winsome eyes feariessly TO his, Won
dering at the earnestness she saw there.
Gravely and kindly she gave him her
hand-he was in no hurry 10 relinQuish
It. Colonel Acerington was feeling that
much as he had loved in the past, he had
never met a woman whom to love would
be such triumph over the past, with
all its failure and remorse. This girl
was pure, joyous, and free; to win her
whole love-what unmixed felicity And
how weary he was of remorSe and Of
vlndictive angeri For five years griev-
Gus memory had isolated his heart from
women-the barrier was removed when
he met this radiant LOveday's winsome
eyes and held her dainty hand.
u shall marry this girl" he swors in
his heart; and the fixed gaze OF his black
eyes awoke her feminine consciousness
for the first time. She would think of
him again.
She recalled his former visit to Sa.-
ford rather obviously; she owned that
she used TO feel profound awe toward
him in those days, when he rode over
from Inckcape FOsse to walk with her
mamma and her in the gardens around
their home She was then a needless
spirit OF twelve, bound up in her play
mate AuberOn, and very shy of the gall
liant officer who so often strobe by with
out glance at her.
-And you, Monsieur Auberon; have
you any remembrance of me?" smiled
Accrington. with unconscious condescen-
sion.
Anberon had little to say, his mild
eyes were searching out the spirit OF
this dark being very seriously; he never
felt more unrespOnsive.
Mrs. Crecy drew attention to the for
eign bit OF yirta before which they were
standing.
Am I mistaken in guessing Co'onel
Acerington 90 be the donor OF this mag
nihcent gift?" demanded she. haughtiIy.
He bowed with a humble and depre-
eating air.
MADAM, may you never know the
melancholy Of the exile" said he, in
sad, mourntul tones, which impressed
Loveday like some heart touching minor
air -There is no sorrow 80 sGbduing,
so lingering. Then one Il arms the mean
Ing OF sleepless nights, when the whole
heart turns back to England with mex
tinguishable regret, when the faces we
have left behind us hover forever before
our eyes, and the faults-the omissions
we may have beel guilty of-are re-
pented Of with strong crying and tears.
In such a mood / entered a Bhuddist
temple in Japan, and saw these tiawless
called them Jewels lis
a wild cOnceit; may ! rehoarse it to these
Who coSld resist him? His eyes were
humid, his air was gentle and depress ID;
and nothing could be more wistfully
sweet than the glance and the tene with
which he named them children.
Mrs. Crecy, utterly hnimpressed, how
ever, gave HIN the permission he sought
by aa impatient wave of the hand.
at is part of the japanese religion, n
said Accrington, delighted with the op-
portunity OF posing before all Stafford as
the deeply INTERESTING friend of the pop
ular Mrs. Crecy, ito believe that I good
mans spirit passes In death into a rcck-
crystal, the comparative purity of which
de pehds upon the sanctity of the mans
life. Thus, when a saint dies. and his
body has been consumed (for they prac-
tice crematien), rock crystal, perfect
ly flawless, is found in the ashes That
crystal is the sanity soul The princi-
pal globe there is the cast-off soul OF the
lllustrious Rim o, martyr and priest.
The smaller stones in the drawer are the
ghosts of a now extinct house; they
were sold by the heir-at-law.
Loveday and Auberon were immensely
amused with this odd cOnceit, and made
several tests aDrOpOs of it.
Even the appearance of such amity
between her family and Colonel Ac-
teeth Her frigld demeaDor cost the
Colonel decided anxiety; what If she
should reject his gift in the presence of
all these people?
when saw that fiawless star, con-
tinued he. indicating the ball in the
petrt's claws, my homesIck fancy
went back to a place where 1 had seen
several pure spirits-to Stafford; and
thought, some day young AuberOn will
be twenty-one, or will celebrate his
wedding day. and l provided myself
with this souvenir. My chance to pre-
sent II came much sooner than 1 ex-
Dected though"
Auberon, disturbed by HIS mothers re-
pressed agitation, expressed his thanks
more gracefully than effusively; but
LOveday, charmed at all this apprecia-
ion of Auberon and its melancholy
beamed radiantly.
Suddenly Mrs. Crecy put an end to
his scene by saying:
Colonel Accrington, 1 request your
attention Tor few minutes; will you
me?3
He started, and looked amazedly at
Ter. Was the lamb going TO turn upon
he lion? But he acquiesed handy and
'hered his arm, which with a faint bow I
he declined In silence they wa ked
ide by side through one salon after an
'ther until she had conducted him TO /
he long picture gallery, which was not I
and was therefore unoccu- /
lied The pallid moOnshine poured in /
through the long side window, and lay /
.crOss the polished floor in bars of black /
hadOWs
One portrait at the extreme end was I
framed with white roses; a /
liver lamp burned on a pedestal in 1
ront of it This was Auberon's pOr- /
raft; it had been decorated for the Oc-
aston by LOveday and her companion |
ymphs