The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1893-05-31

"Miss wilson," he said, interroga-
lively.
1 answered eyes" and then he saw
after my luggage, which consisted OF
one modest trunk, which he directed
an obsequlous porter to take to the
splendid brougham that was waiting.
After drive of about an hour after
passing through long and stately ave-
hue of trees we came to Castle Fold,
hugh, rambling pile of graystone
buildings, nearly covered with ivy and
llchen. A stately butler met me at the
entrance, and he conducted me TO the
bright-looking girl, who l discovered
was the school-room maid, who In
turn showed me up to my bedroom,
which was a charming room all fur
nished In light maple-wood.
When went down stairs Mary was
waiting for me, and she took me 10
door of her ladyshp's room.
Knocked timidly. A rich, sweet voice
said: "Come in." Ientered, and there
before Inc stood the most lovely
woman that had ever seen in my life.
Sine came to me with her hand out
stretched in kindlicst welcome. "You
must be very tired, my DEAR" she
said.
She briefly tod me my duties.
was not TO be so much govcrncss as
companion TO her son Arthur. lie
was nine years old, and owing to an
accident that had occurred some five
years before lie was helpless invalid
and stood sorely in need of cheering.
asked to see my little charge. and
l found him q sweet-faccd little lad
die, with disposition as beautiful us
his face. lie suffered; ah, me, how
he suffered Thank God that time
has now all passed and Arthur is now
better, and only slight limp speaks
for the years of mariyrdom that lie
so patiently endured.
So time passed on. never felt my
dependent position, for rarely saw
any of the guests that were constantly
coming 10 and fro, and making the
house gny with their presence. Sir
Richard was in India, but was expect
home shortly.
1t was one cold February afternoon
and | had just come in from a brisk
walk round the park. As | reached
our sitting-room door heard Arthur
say to some one:
"You will love Marcy, she is so kind
and good, and, oh, so pretty; not
grand, like mother, but pretty, you
know"
l went in, and sitting by Arthur
was tall, handsome man, who
looked up quickly and scrutinzcd me
keenly out of pair of clear, cold
eyes.
"This is Marcy, Dick" said Arthur.
He bowed and said II fow courteous
words of thanks for my attention to
his brother, then lie resumed his con-
versation with the child.
Sir Richard was very proud, very
high in his ways, one of those men
who would have died rather than have
done a dishonorabc action. Some
times n friend of his, Captain Mich
oils, would come round with Inn aud
sit aud talk to me, which was very
pleasant, if something about his eyes
had not frightened me so.
One evening, shall ever forget it!
as ! was walking down one of the
quiet corridors, Capt. Nichols met
me, and, taking mo in his arms, kissed
me. | burst out crying and called
him coward, but the more strug-
gcd TO be free the tighter he huggcd
me aud The moro he kissed me.
Suddenly l found myself free, and
there stood Sir II clard, his faco white
with rage, his eyes blazing. IIo looked
from my prosecutor to mo.
"You blackguarJ," ho hissel, "leave
my house." And then, giving me his
arm, lie led me. all u,hcd and trem-
bling, to the sitting-room.
After this Sir Richard was much
more cordial to me. Time passed so
quickly that l had been eighteen months
with the Lynns. Sir Richard was en-
tcrtaining royalty. "Castle Fold" was
filled with guests when Sir Richard
complained of feeling unwcll.
Ilc came into our room. and ! was
shocked TO see how Ill he looked, his