Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1893-02-16


autumnal day was drawing to close.
Hopedale was peaceful hamlet, but
beyond its kind In certainly one pro-
gressive point-it had young ladies'
seminary Of unusual excellence, and n
young man OF more than usual acumen
was enjoying the beautiful day and TAX
ing in the distant turrets and peaks OF
the institute Of learning in question at
that eventful hour, for him, when our
story opens
He had the look of an artist, and the
equipment of an artist surrounded him.
He had chosen the slope of wooded
grove for his camp stool, and had set
his easel facing the village, The fam
ing leaves of n spreading tree
sheltered him. Air, earth and sky were
in harmony with the artistic impulse,
but just now he seemed In a thoughtful
rather than an active mood
His brush had fallen to his side, and
the canvas showed only few lazy
patches of color. 1t seemed as II he
had come out to paint Nature and had
been shamed from feeble effort by the
glorious brush of Nature itself, The
sun, which dashed the white villas with
pale gold, made the sumacs great
ensangulned blur Of crimson, and,
mingllng with the varl-cRbred tree
tops, produced those exquisite shades
and alterations Of color and beautiful
effects which no pen has ever yet de-
scribed no brush ever yet delineated.
Il wish she would come" he muir
mured Il wonder if she will Gomez"
His words were sigh Of longing and
anxiety, and he continued to gaze at the
distant turrets as if she" was fairy,
with power to fly straight through the
air to his side.
There was rustllng among the dry
twlgs back Of him, but he did not heed
It, Then there was CULVER Of branches
overhead, and down came a hundred
tluttering leaves.
Caught in shower, Mr.. Dreamer!"
laughed bright, bell-like voice. rs
this the way you work at the great pic
ture that Is to charm the world?"
Edna"
Over went stool and easel as the
young man sprang to his feet, as if from
an electric shock. Red as the red, red
leaves strewn about him flushed the
handsome face, and brighter than the
crystal rays Of sunshine glowed his
proud looking eyes down into responsive
ones brighter yet, while he clasped the
hands, both hands, that had shaken the
bough overhead, sending earthward the
huttering messengers OF mischief.
Il so wanted to see you!" he breathed,
thrilling at the trustful glance Of those
mira pVnG
And so wanted to see you, but
Raymond"
He was a privileged character, this
athletic, handsome-faced young fellow,
all soul, all art, all love, for they were
aiIlanced, yet her tones were tender
reproach, q mock serious mandate, as
his eager lips came trifle dangerously
near sweeping her velvety cheek. She
had managed to shrink back and dis
engage her hand, and with the tip of
one pearly pink finger she pointed back
the way she had come.
There was a roguish twinkle in her
eye, as Raymond Marshall stole quick
glance In the direction indicated, He
frowned and groaned, dolefully but
submissively.
His visitor had not come unattended.
Back in the grove, u girl Of her own age
was toying with the rafting tops Of the
blanched golden rod.
was 1t necessary" he began, and
then he uttered, quite testify; Always
that girl"
Raymond! how dare your" came the
spirited Interpolation and Miss Edna
Deane showed the fire Of her quick ma
ture in sudden, indignant flash Of those
captivating eyes, Beatrice Mercer is
my friend.
Il wish she wasn't or all your as
sociates | distrust her the most" VEN
tured Raymond Marshall.
You ought to be ashamed" COM
mented Miss Tyrant, severely. and
you ought to feel grateful to her, in
stead OF otherwise.
Grateful"
"Yes; that is if you really care about
seeing me. You know the rules OF the
seminary. No young lady may leave
its sacred precincts unless accompanied
by one Of the teachers. Poor Beatrice
has to teach for her tuition, and they in
vest her with the dignity and judgment
of a duenna. So, when l told Miss
Chandler, the principal, that l had the
headache, that | thought l spied you so
lonesome and Industrious over here, and
felt that the encouragement Of my
criticism on your beautiful picture
might hurry up its completion, she re-
luctantly admitted that such proceed
ing would be quite proper if Beatrice
accompanied me.
Raymond Marshall WINGED at the
thrust at his Incidence. He Frightened
up, however, as he said:
Never mind. All that will soon end
and soon we shall have no friend, chap,
eron or duenna to mar the completeness
of happiness. Eli, my little love?"
Ednas head had dropped on hel
breast, and she shook her head slowly
IF only--if only Miss Chandler wouIC
speak"
yes" interrupted Raymond, excited
ly; IF she would only speak, Just lool
at It'll Here we are, two loving, har
monious souls. 1 think the world o
you, and you take pity on me, and hop
to make me famous some day by mar
rying me and securing the right to orde
me to work. My family are delighte
with you. Even prim Miss Chandle
acknowledged it would be cruel to pai
us, but-that dreadful mystery! Sh
cannot consent because she is not re-
alive. She cannot secure relative
consent, because she does not know an
such. Was there ever such sickle
fnr nropriety-Was there ever such