The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1892-03-26
CHAPTER XI-Continued.

So many city folks come here Tor the
summer. Next year We are going TO
have another hotel, and everybody that s
got spare room is set on taking
boarderS.
Are vou?" asked Mary, setting down
her empty glass.
ooh. no, Miss. | haven't a corner.
Besides. I'm too far from the town.
Take some more milk, Miss Mary"
No, thank YOU. You gave me such a
large glass" She walked 10 the win
dow as she spoke, and glanced down the
broad, shady street.
You have some very pretty girls,
she added, after a second, as her eye
followed two young ladies on horseback.
Are those two natives or VISITORS"
Them said the woman, looking in
her turn They live here. That tall
ones Miss Ellis. She goes to New
York good part of her time. She's
going to be married in few months
An is She? How happy She must
feel. Looks, I mean.
People think she has reason to
be happy She's going to do Yer. well.
They say Mr.. Beverly is d"
Mr. Who?" cried Mary, turning
quickly.
Mr.. Beverly" repeated Mrs. Thorn
son, slightly surprised at Mary's tone.
a mighty nice young man. He doeSn t
live here, of course; he comes from New
York. and / darcsay when they're mar
ried they'll 60 there altogether.
Mary still stood by the window. She
could feel her knees tremble under her,
and STANCE, numb sensation creeping
about her heart.
will You tell me this-thiS gentle
mans name:' she asked, after Il second,
striving to make her voice calm and to
keep all emotion from her face.
Christian Nance" repeated the wom-
an. knitting her brows il her effort TO
remember I've heard it, | know, and
Vet ! can't, somehow, recollect.
An uncommon one, perhaps, Sug-
geSted Mary, in Il strange voice. 1t IS
nothing like-Jack.
There was Il slight lingering over this
name, as though She half feared TO let it
leave her lips, but Mrs. Thomson took it
up eagerly.
That's it, Miss" she said, with de
cision. Sometimes you know thing
but cant just think at the time, and if
somebody mentions it-Ah, Miss,
what's the matter? Are you ill.,
Mary had clutched the window for
support, but at the woman question
she stood upright again.
No, no, not ill, she answered, pain
fully. Il may be tired. I'll sit here for
IA few minutes, then | must be going"
You look rather pale, was the some
what anxious reply. Perhaps | might
get something to make you feel better.
Thank you. Nothing could make me
feel better now. | think | am rather in
terested in Miss Ellis. Are you sure
about this engagement, and that his
name s-Beverly:'
Yes, Miss. Everybody here knows
III and as for Mr.. Beverly, I've spoken
to him. He's nice in his manners
od-Iookiug too. ! saw him not two
hours ago. He was with Miss Ellis
then.
Two hours ago, thought Mary. This,
then, was the reason for his going 10
New York How often during the hours
that she was not with him had he come
here to be with her?
OF course he had known her in New
York, had perhaps been engaged When
he came to Robins Rest. She had served
to amuse him. The world would call it
a iirtation-nothing more. He had been
amused, and she had been Il fool to
think him in earnest
She could realize now how tnrescrv-
eddy she had given her heart u him;
how utterly She had staked her liic'4
happiness on the weight Of his word.
lie had seemed So true, 50 earnest
Even in the face of such overwhelming
testimony il was hard 10 doubt him
while She remembered his words and
glanccS. Mary never knew how She
reached home. Her pale checks awak
rn"d her grandfathcr'- concern at sup
per- She pleaded headache a a cause,
and as soon as possible Went off To bed.
The night was filled with miserable
thoughts. Ho"r after hour passed, and
she tossed rcStIeSsl Y on her pillow. At
one moment she would tell herself that
she no longer cared: that Jack had quite
passed out of her heart and life: and at
the next she would pray tina. her walk
and its hitter revelations might prove
only Il dreadful dream. oh, if she could
but wake to find the world as bright,
AMI herself as happy, as hopeful, and az
trusting as She had been but twenty
four hours before
But morning found her sick and faint
from want of rest and sleep.
Il must get up, though, sh" said TO
herself. They must not know. No
body must know He has stolen my
happiness from me- Yes, stolen it.
was 80 contented here with grandpa un-
til h" came, and now Everything is
So different Ah, he had So MUCH;
why should he have taken the only
thin / had:
L won / care, though, she added, in
dignantly. dushin@ Il tear from her eye
Ii
If | don't hate him. ! must d"spisc my
self | must do hate him "
Breakfast proved a most trying ordeal
Jeannette's sharp eyes and her grand
fathers anxious inquiries We're difficult
TO evade, and when the meal was
scarcely half over She left the table with
the half-trembling words:
Grandpa. don't be anxious: | am per-
fcctly we'll, but there are times when /
cannot bear your kindness. Please
don speak to me now.
-sThere i something wrong, said Mr..
Willard, with a grave glance at Jean
nettc. Il never saw her act 50 strangely
before
She doesn't look over and ahov"
we'll. was the answer. and if she
hadn't seemed 80 bright yesterday morn
ing Id say she and Mr.. Beverly had
been fuSsing. "a they've been doing
the best part of the last three weeks.
but now | can't make nothing of it. |
don think il : anything serious. though.
Nothing that won't come right.
Jeanette was rather surprised when
Mary came To her twenty minutes later,
and putting Il note in her hand, said:
Give it 10 Mr.. Beverly when he
comes to-day. If he does come, she
added.
Give it to him returned the old
woman, glancing from the note to Mary.
What am / Il do that for: | must say |
don't like the looks of things.
viii you give it to him or not; asked
Mary. If you will not, | Will take it 10
Toby.
IN give it 10 him; but | must say
again. ! don't like the looks OF things.
Two hours later she put it IN Jack ;
hand, with the words:
I cont know what's in il, sir. Il may
he coI0prh hing not very pleasant: if il is