San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-11-12

| "Oh, you ircFe dJUOijs ctvp' exclaimed
| Wdring
| the pluck to ask you to marry me, but--a
you see, when Mrs. Newburgh came to
| grief, was ashamed OF not Offering at least
| to be of use to you"
| And are you content that should ao-
sept you as a refuge from the ills of pow
| erty7" asked Mona, looking gravely, calm
| ly at him.
81 am" said Warning, after minutes
| pause, putting down the cup, and speaking
| more collectedly. It's not pleasant, of
| course. but have faith in you. If you
| promise to be my wife, you will try to like
me, and I'll try TO please you with all my
| soul and with all my strength, as some
| body says in the Bible, | think" added
| Waring, to enforce his professiOns-his re-
ligious studies were slight, and somewhat
| mixed. And it will go hard if don't ges
| you to love me, unless-unless." his large
brown eyes grew imploring-''you care for
some other fellowi Cor Gods sake don't
say you love any other fellowl l never
fancied you did"
| II do not, indeed" Her tone carried
| conviction to her nearer.
| "Then-then, Miss Joscelyn, could you
|
| YOU might grow to like me by and by, and
| l need not say | would be delighted to
carry out any plan, any," with emphasis,
| that you think would be best for Mrs.
| Newburgh's comfort"
1T is a tremendous question to answer"
| said Mona, hesitating. yet feeling she must
accept him. There was no other way left,
and she was touched by his unaffected
| humility. yesterday or the day before
| | looked on you as a stranger; today am
| to decide il ] am to pass my whole life with
| you or not. | must say what sounds I'M
kind, that do not love you, that if this
| great misfortune had not befallen Mrs.
| Newburgh, should probably have refused
| you-so | do not deserve your love"
But | cannot help giving lit you'll And
| If you do make up your mind to take me,
| you might just let me forget that you were
driven to it."
Eyes: ! am very ungracious. There is
| another circumstance ought to mention:
| You may not like to know that my name is
not Joscelyn. My grandmother always
called me by my second baptismal name; !
am really Mona Crair. Nv father was Of
very humble origin, | believe; and Mrs.
| Eewhurgh never fOrgave my mother for
marrying him: but dearly loved him as .
little child, though have forgotten what
he was like"
~ don't care what your name is, as long
| as you will take mine. l am no great
thing as regards family myself. | have
heard something of Mrs. Newburgh's whiT
before"
as it possible"
81 don't fancy that anything is secret
said Waring. Perhaps it is not far tr
press you for an answer to-day. But yOr
see time flies, and long TO be able to tell
Sir Robert EYerard tuat | have right tC
discuss 18th him what is best to b. done
Don't you fancy that | would hOld bach
because you refused me. Whct. e. yor
say yes or no, would ask nothing better
that TO be Of use to you; but not beng
relation, it would b. awkward for"
lit would be impossible" interrupted
Mona, in low tole; then pressing her
clasped hands toSetler tgh l., she said
with some sol,mnity-"Since You believed
could make you happy"
"You will be my wiie2" interrupted War
ing eagerly in his turn.
az will, Mr.. Warning. and try to be a good
one" She grew very pale as she spoke.
You are a great deal too good for me;
and as you do not care for any other fell
low, perhaps you may end by caring for
me-"
There was an awkward pause, then War
ing walked over to the writing-table and
took up paper-knife with which he played
nervOusly.
"There are one or two things / should
like to tell you, if you do not mindr
what can he be going to contest"
thought Mona. She, however, only bent
her head in silence.
II have not been as steady as ought to
be-" resumed Waring, looking down and
growing red. you see, my brother and
myself were brought up By an old bachelor
guardian. We had no women in the house
and that made us rather rough. Then |
have lost good bit at cards and races.
I'm little too fond of piay, but-nOw that
you are 50 very good rs to promise me
your hand, have an obi ct TO live for, aud
l will! never touch a cor again, and never
lay anything beyond pony on a race, and,
and Tll try to be-not unworthy of you.
will indeedl Now, have your permission
to 90 and tell Sir Robert Everardl He lisa
good fellow, and We'll settle something
about Mrs. Newburgh. she ought to get
out of town away from annoyances."
"Thank you," returned Mona, touched
by his eagerness to serve her. 81 am most
grateful to you, Mr.. Warning"
Couldn't You manage to call me Les
lie2' he said, entrealingly. "If you knew
how long to hear my name from your
lipsl and to call you Mona. It's not hap
by enough name for you, but love it all
the copSt anil VIM Mona ~ Won
say Mr. Waring"