Arizona republican., 1891-04-09

voice was speaking, pOllte ana CoiniorT ing, and it even seemed atfectionate, words, but still she sobbed, her heart nearly broken.
 He inwardly thanked God for this op- portunity. but was kind hearted man after all, and as he appreciated her situation he gently drew her toward the hall.
 T-I-will-go-go-by myself" she stammered, as she reached the threshold.
 "Very well," he answered. "I hope you are not seriously hurt"
 After which Ae withdrew his support ing arm, and she would have fled precipitately. But when her whole weight came upon her shocked muscles they refused to give her their accus. toned aid, and she staggered so hope lessly that he at once came to her relief.
 A few moments later she was reclining in large chair in her own pretty room. and he was standing in the center of his wondering how she happened to be where he found her.
 It would be wrong to say that he ar rived at the proper solution of the problem at once, for although his wits were fairly sharp and the correct thought came to his mind, still he was not so conceited as to believe it at first. He collected the hairpins and a dainty lace trimmed handkerchief, and placed them carefully in one corner of the bureau drawer above mentioned.
 As he was about to turn away his eye fell upon the glove buttoner, and with an inward laugh and sentimental twinge at his heart he gazed raptly at it, and then with a sigh, which may have meant very much, put it with the other spells and dropped into his great char to think
 Sunday came, and he felt sure that she would then show herself, but he was disappointed. Sunday evening after church he was so much worried and troubled that he summoned the neces- sary courage and asked her mother if Miss was seriously ill And this was her answer:
 "Yes, we are greatly worried about her. She sleeps not at all, or only in fitful maps, She eats almost nothing. She has high fever, and really We are much alarmed. The strangest part is that we cannot account for it in any way"
 Hearing this, it is not strange that he found little sleep Sunday night. He saw that her pride and shame were killing her. He knew not why, but his own heart was filled with very peculiar sen sations, and do what he might he could not think consecutively of anything or any one but her.
 This state of affairs continued until New Year morning at about l:30 o'clock. She, for the first time, left her little room and quickly entered her mothers
 His door was open little way and he caught a glimpse of her dress-the same she had worn a week ago when he so surprisingly found her He was at that moment examining for the hundredth time her belongings he had carefully put away.
 And as he saw her enter her mothers room thought came to minor rather courage came to him-sufficiently to carry out the bidding of thought he had cherished for many days.
 He stopped not to consider for fear his heart might grow faint, but quickly wrote few words on his card and tied the hairpin, glove buttoner and hand kerchief with it into neat package Then tremblingly he sought the mothers bedroom door. The honored lady re- sponded to his knock, and with a very flushed face he stammered:
 "Pardon-I think-I should say this or these belong to your daughter"
 After which he made a very shame faced retreat. A few moments the good woman stared in blank amazement at the package she held, but she had not long to mediate thus.
 The daughter, who was reclining on sofa in most exhausted manner, sud. denly received new strength as she heard his voice, and, springing to her feet, she pulled her mother into the room, tore the package from her and burst it's cords in almost breathless haste.
 The mother was by this time thor oughly amazed and sank into chair, not really knowing what to expect.
 The daughter read the few words upon the card at least dozen times Tears came to her eyes. her bosom heaved with mighty sobs, and she buried her face in the cushions of the sofa.
 Alarmed at this the mother went to her child, and when she became more calm she laid her beautiful head upon her mothers lap and t~ld her every thing.
 Then she seized piece of paper, wrote also few words, tied it with the relics if they may be so called-and induced her mother to return it to the room at the end of the hall.
 This done, the mother entered the daughters room. and the heart stricken young man almost flew into the larger room, where he again met that most be- witching brunette.
 And now my tale is done. It were not proper or fair to tell what words. what sighs, what promises were ex- changed that morning. .-Elmjra Tele- gram.
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