Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1892-01-09

very long A weak woman was Mrs.
Halsted, and her husband had got her
under his power. The way he managed
her has often made me think that there
must be something in magnetism or hyp-
notism. She seemed to have lost hen
senses or to have grown mentally blind,
and he led her where he would.
Just about this time fell very i'll. and
when grew better the squire, knowing
/ was good at ny needle, made a seam.
stress of me. was ashamed to say why,
but il is because / looked rather stylish
and was called pretty, and so many
questions were asked me by guests, Az
seamstress could stay in my upper
room and work. was so thankful for
the changeI Now could read little
and be more TO myself. / made tho
finery for the Young ladies Of the fam.
lily, and no one troubled me.
Once, indeed, a rich old gentleman,
having got my story from good old
cook, sought me out and made a propo-
sition of marriage, saying it was shame
that such an elegant young woman
should live as did. But thanked him
aud declined his offer. was not un.
happy now, except that pinned for news
from Harold. for in all these years no
word had come from him-none of
those letters he had promised me.
felt sure he was not dead. and 1t was
very natural he should forget to write.
but my heart had no rest. He was &c
years old by this time, and in all thai
time much might haveshsppened.
My pillow was often wet with tears
from thoughts of him--fancies OF what
he might have suffered, and longing to
meet him or only see him from afar bu.
once again.
At last news came. Mrs. HaIsted camc
running into my room wild with joy
News of my boyl" SHE said, holding
letter toward me.
II thought you had forgotten all about
him, madam, said.
/ was sorry the next moment, for she
burst into tears and faltered through her
sobs:
"You don't know what 1t Is to be the
wife OF a man who dominates your will.
never have forgotten or ceased to re-
gret other things" Then she wiped her
| eyes and said: @But as far as Harold
goes, it is al over. He has written to
me. He is rich-really rich. He has
coming home to see me. He is in New
| York and will be here tomorrow. The
squire is pleased; the girls are wild to
see him; his little brother is delighted
She ran out Of the room again, looking
| young and happy, and sat down to my
machine, swallowing great lump that
had arisen in my throat.
| He had not written to me. Well, was
only servant, and he was rich man
now. They were rejoicing in his coming
| for that reason-the squire and his chill
dren. He was very different person
from the poor Harold Robling that went
away.
II suppose he will give us a lot OF pres
ents, heard one of the girls say. AN
older brother who is rich is a great thing
to have. We must pet him and mako
him goodnatured.
"Oh, yes, said the other, "when girls
have as stingy father as we have a
generous older brother is godsend
/ And I-ohi il he would return in rags
begging his bread, should have wei.
coined him. cared for him. not for his
money. And If he had returned poor ii
was to whom he would have written,
knew well. But tried to put the sell
fish thoughts away and rejoice for his
sake that he had prospered, even If he
had forgotten his little sister Dora.
The morrow came. As I sat at my
machine heard sounds below that told
he had arrived heard his mother cry
out and the squire says heartily, "Wel-
come home, my boy I" and his sisters
squeal and giggle after way they had.
And the great drawing room doors
were closed, shutting me out.
/, who loved him so dearly, went back
to my room alone, uncared for, wretched
felt as though my heart would break.
! could no longer keep back my tears.
Half an hour passed then some ono
came to the door-a servant-who told
me briefly that / was wanted in the par
lor. Trembling, quivering, feeling as ]
had never felt before, obeyed the sum-
mons. opened the parlor door.
The squire stood before the fire, i'm
portant as usual, one hand in the breas,
of his coat. the other waving toward ms
as he uttered these words:
Dora, have sent for you because
Master Harold hes returned. and wishes
to meet faithful servant 0. the family. :
But before the words were out Of his
mouth, Harold, handsomer and larger.
but the same for all that--the very Har-
old that knew-rushed forward and
took both my hauds and bent down ard
kissed me.
Il told you, sir. he said . that wante.'
to see Dora-the dearest being alive IT,
me Such words as you utter can MOI
permit you TO speak as though they were
mine. You have never received any ol
my letters, Dora, but j have guessed
why.
@Inever have received a letter, Har.
DID," answered.
so thought" said he. "We will
not ask who kept them from you
have no wish to quarrel with any one
but you were my only friend years age
when went out into the world home
les and penniIess, and have come now
to ask you TO share with me the home
that can now offer you"
Share your home, Harolds- cried ths
squire. The girl is not your sister. Il
can't be done, It would be improper
II am glad, sir. that the girl is not my