Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1893-12-14

| pUkSt JUV OIL stVlltt SNS
who is hc:' asked CAPTAIN Wellcs
ly. jealorSly
An Old bachelor With a wig and false
teeth. laughed Nelly.
All! then l shall not be afraid of
him. Hut promise me to come again
to-morr,w:" and She pre-, 4setl MAS ii
fancy, or did he wliSfHS>..as htSr his
breath. "lou darling": NAI -coult,
not b. quite sure. hnt she wGst i'll IL
dinner very happy.
| CHAPTER v.
III ny Il que lc premier pas qui coutc'
is 4 Sipient aphoriSm for which we
are much indebted to our neighbo,s
over the water. and Il further cOrrobor-
alton OF it WAS that. rs days went by.
each summer afternoon found NELLY
and her new friend by the brooksi,le.
At last there came two DAYS and
nights of pouring rain. which kept tin.
lovers apart. and taught them ;low
dear they had become to each other.
Captain Wclle>ly went down to the
brook. not daring to hope. and ;et
unable TO stay away; but poor Nelly,
who would not have minded in the least:
being soaked to the skin. could not IL
vent any excuse plausible enough for
putting her dainty feet outside tn.
doorstep. She wandered about scry
| Unhappy and disco nsolate. looking such
Il pic Mrc of miSer! that Wilson felt it
| incumbent on her to chitlc severely,
But the third day was fine and eYtn
bt fore the appointed time, Nelly Went
with Il light heart and bo,lntlin" s,rp
10 keep her trySt. He WAS first cy,n
then: but oh. blank disappointment!
the brock had swcl,d into Il river,
ever so deep and strong. and lovers
have an absurd mania for being close
I, Grthcl.
Adrian.
"Oh. l suppose we can talk inst as
well from here" said Nelly, rather
blanily.
NO. W" cant, darling" answered the
:, nn= man. embroidered by distance.
Il shall come to YOU"
But YOU can't
Cant l." ant in Il monlru; he had
jumped into the water up to his waist,
and was wHdin.:; through, finally pre-
st ntinG himself ut her feet driDniu"
like Il water spaniel Rash and in.ou
sidrr;lte youth never thinks of rhrllua1
ism.
oh, how could yru:" cried Nelly.
r;proachfully.
ITS only what | often do when I'm
fishing. he answered. laughing. "Ba,r
since You seem To think so nl,lcl, of
it. won't YOU reward me for nv tx
ploit: this with Il very shy glance
for such Il s"lf-poSSeSsed young gcltlr
man. III" bent down over her. unG she
half turned away, rather frightened
and exceedingly bright -colorrd His
lips just brushed her cheek as tlc,,u.,
not cnnten, with that for Il RESTING.
place. and then paused somewhat lave"
down.
oh. don't" cried Nelly. deeper cr:n-
son dian ever.
Il could not help it," he said. pcni
tIhtly Don't be angry"
Tho sam" "N,nin" ut lini.rr Nelly
received Il nirr" vt intelligence. that
made her utterly and hopclr>>ly mScr-
able
Sir John SWaynr WAS here to-day"
said Mr.. lluh,inGl"n "and brought !,
letter from his sister. asking YOU to |
spend Il week with her"
"Nh. papa" cried Nelly. trembling.
"lih very white: 'rl,n>r don't vans
to GO
.>N',n>r. uttered her father,
sharply. "i"l will @r.w Vi like :,
yong S;lva-" here without any We.
mems society. and lrsidrs. ! would
not on amy account offend Miss Swnynr
You ar" t" z" 1"-n"rrow morning."
"lnl,td. papa. | can't" cried poor
Nelly. growing quite desperate 1T lhtS
last piece of in,rlig, nee
''Why nor asked Mr. Huntingdon,
with Il frown.
'N,. ,lr,cs - n,u,.I.l,,,.,l \,JI,- ,,I...,
IT her wits end for ln cXr,lSr
Il have already consulted Wilson On
the subject. and she tells Inc yuIr N',l,,l.
robe is III perfect order"
II don'l want TO go papa. 3:cas.."
cried Nelly. d"Spairingly. with LIZ tears
in her eyes.
You will do as u"Sirc returned |
Mr.. Huntingdon. so strrnly THAI |rlly |
dared not appeal amy further lGainst |
his command. So the poor child went |
to her room ami Sobbrd bitterly. and |
all thai night she scarcely >lOH,.i her |
poor swollen "yclidS She could not |
let Captain WELLESLEY know, .1i,l he
would think i'll kinds Of dreadful. ,ningS |
of her. and whcr she came bac:, from |
her hateful. miserable visit to that |
prim old maid. Miss Swnync, he ,;o,llA |
be gone tired of waiting for h.f. and |
she would never sec him again. Oh. |
the miserable blank and dcarIlI in her |
life hcnccfprwaru for rvcrlunre, after |
having once tasted he W sW' ct it might |
he made. But there was no help for |
it; go she must; and accordingly the |
next day, hcavyhcArtcd and heavy
ludcd, the poor child got into the car
riagc. and was driven off to the Lar
chtS.
The days went, and Ajri;ln WELLESLEY. |
going every day to the brOokside, and |
never finding the little white rose who |
had grown :" dear to him. was almost |
beside himself. Men bear the thwart-
Ing of their loves sc much worse than
women: the latter accepting suffering
as their doom, and learn patience soon
enough. How should he live without |
this pure. innocent darling!' he asked |
himself Il thousand times. with bittcc
impaticncc; this little tender flower.
that was so infinitely swecter and dear
or than any woman he had ever seen
in his life brfore:' If she could but
be his Own-;lll his own! And why not?
Was her gloomy old book worm of q