The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1892-09-28

45, and certainly looks ten years younger
and II he really loves Kate why shouldn't
he marry her, If she isn't in love with
somebody else2 That is the only impedi.
ment-and il any two people are really iu
love with each other, nothing in the world
can prevent them from marrying each
other"
"Oh, you wise little grip laughed her
lover, looking down into the brown eyes
that looked up in eager questioning. "All
the sages since the world began never
spoke more truly" And then he kissed
the rosy lips that poutingly declared he
was always laughing at her because in his
conceit he imagined that only poets really
knew anything about love
And that's true, Clement, dear, too, for
every girl in love becomes a poet, so you
see | really know just as much about it as
you do"
Little Jenny Wren was very happy-so
happy that it was quite a long time before
the demon Of suspicion was able to force
an entrance into her joyous young heart.
She heard innumerable references to her
uncle's wealth. She heard great deal of
laughing comment on his evident admira.
tion Of her friend Kate O'Hara. She saw
Kate blush brightly and look pleased
when her companions rallied her and pre-.
tended to hum the music of "Auld Robin
Gray" and finally she received conflrma-
tion strong that her uncle was not going
to remain bachelor long, when Kate,
something between smiles and tears, one
day enfolded her in warm embrace and
asked her how she would like to call her
"auntyn
'Then it is really truer' exclaimed Jen-
ny. "Oh, you darlingl l am delghtedp
And it will really make no differenceh
asked Kate anxiously. "Oh, Jenny, dear,
II it will, not even all my love for Mr..
North will induce me to bring shadow
on your life'
"How, dear Katei l don't know what
you mean. / tell you l am delighted
Uncle John is far too good and noble to
go through life minated and unloved
only to grow into a crusty old bachelor at
the last Nothing in my life, except when
Clement told me he loved me, has given
me such pleasure as to know that you love
Uncle John and that you have promised
to marry him"
And Clementf But of course he loves
you, Jenny, darling, for yourself, but
Therese is so madly in love with him her
self, and somehow hearing every one speak
OF his admiration for her-and she is SO
beautiful, you know-and of the fortune
you would inherit from your uncle, just
allowed myself to worry over things, but
it's all nonsense"
Clements admiration for Therese"
said Jenny slowly, and Kate saw with dis
may that every vestige of the bright pome-
granate red had faded from the round
brown check and strange, haggard look
had come over the features, making the
sweet face Of Jenny Wren look very old
and pinched, almost as if age and grief had
fallen on her all in a moment.
"Of course he admires herl He always
did Who doesn'tt And no one more than
doT' she said, with sudden self assertion,
and the color came back to her face and
she chatted gayly, but could never remem-
Der one word of what she had said, nor
just when Kate had kissed her goodby and
gone away. But after while she realized
that she was alone. Her hands, tightly
twisted together, dropped into her lap and
her head bent above them, while subdued
convulsive sobs shook her slight form and
scalding tears fell from her burning eyes
He loves Therese, and he marries me to
gain my uncle's moneyr'
This was the thought which scared her
heart and brain as again and again il beat
itself out to the measure Of these bitter
words
Yes, she could no longer doubt it. Some
such thought had tried to force itself upon
her many, many times before, but she
would not listen. Now she must listen,
for Kate, who loved her, and who had
thought that she ought to know what
others had said, in order that she might
prove it false, had told her In plainest
words Just what they said. And now
hundred things came back to her, the
meaning of which she would not before see
or understand, and she remembered the
looks of open admiration bestowed on her
rival, and the latter's mingled looks of
scorn and triumph at her Clements too
evident perfidy.
"But will know the truth" she said
aloud in clear and thrilling voice.
And in that moment Jenny Wren seemed
to fly away, and deep, steady light shone
in her large eyes-a light that spread all
over her face-and she looked the embodi-
ment of her pure name, the star Of the
north-the mariners star.
Clement, do you love meH That love you
there's no need for me to say. But must be
loved for myself alone. 1t is said and believed
that you love Therese. II 1t is true, I love you
enough to give you to her-yes, enough to give
you to each other. only ask the truth. Ny
uncle, whose heir was supposed to be, will
soon be married to a woman who loves him
truly, and am indeed as poor and unpretend-
ing as the little bird whose plume my girl
friends have bestowed on me. But the man
who marries me must take me for myself
alone; IL is my only pride. And to him am,
now and always, EToILE NoRTH.
She sent her letter by a special messen-
ger, and within an hour her lover was at
her feet. 1t was like other love quarrels,
where there was nothing to quarrel about,
and when IL was over the little brown girl
was Jenny Wren again.
But do you admire her, Clement" she
said with a happy laugh. II have seen
you look at her-oh, as If you adored heri'
Very likely. look so at pictures and
statues. Poets and artists have that privi-
lege; but l love you, my own little girl,
and that makes all the difference
And Jenny Wren was ssatistied.-Blanche
Myrtle in Kansas City Times.