The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1893-04-29
HIS CHANCE.

she was assured and right In
|urance OF his love for her.
herself, she considered her
RELY his friend, confidante and
general upon all subjects, but
lilly upon the subject of the
OF his professionally law.
he not been SO desperately In
it'll her he might have laughed
grandmothefing OF him, as he
bd at most things; for, though
ndest-hearted man perhaps in
10, he cTected light, bright,
cyniclsm.
e you going down to Ribches-
She asked, with abrupt irrele-
bchester? .Ias IN expedition
organized TO explore darkest
esterp'
the assizes," she explained,
hut smile, but with almost pet
impatience.
No. 1t would be no use my
I've got nothing to do"
b bit how can you expect to get
ling il you never go to circuit?"
n phall go down tomorrow night, !"
Id meekly.
y does seem such pity with
4 VA &bility and industry you
K 0S&c to be Industrious --"
ne he shook his head.
but | know. Mrs. Meltham
1old ne how you sat up night after
tox&1t doing her husbands presswork
When he was i'll of typhoid. Well,
yen. re, when you've motive to
drudge you can drudge"
cannot tell you how kind l
think{t OF you to pitch into me like
I<b not much USE"
q $ 81, it is; indeed it is. ] shall go
d0yx1sto Ribchcster tomorrow night,
end hall go circuit always in future,
9d44 shall drudge it like dray
! A6foA II drudging will do it, shall (;
Z dive you my word of honor"
This new expression of earnestness
Gavoa new beauty to his fine face.
aud II was in her looking up into it
now that Trix made her discovery.
4 She blus he'd, lowered her eyes under
bis insupportable gaze and said only
and humbly, II have been very i'm
peftfnent"
81 x[npertinent. You do not know
hoW5nuch your interest means to me.
Always thinking OF what you
of me, and wishing to be what
I'M Vish me; and believe | could be
d do it all. if-if / had any hope,
Z, ~ -" he said, taking her hand, and
I ing his "hope" into the eyes
|}eh answered to it,
= There's father" she family urged
4 NJ they soon forgot everything and
G,)4ory one and time and place and cir
+ Instances, and all but each other
ma their love. The last thing she
Nd to him at parting was:
st$sSDon't go down to chichester. ]
~ writ, tomorrow after l have
father, to let You know what he
b and If can sec you"
ext morning at breakfast TriX in
iously brought the conversation
nd to BERTHE. Every one says he
b clever" she replied to dispar-
ng remark upon him made by her
her.
Every one! Did you ever hear u
icitor say it?''
'But, my dear father, how can
icitors know whe Their he is clever
not till they try-.ill they give
b brief?"
let him marry soli3itor's dangh-
pronounced her father, senten.
nsly.
But he canT."
.He can't. Why can't hep I'm
re-n
Because he's engaged to me-" she
Piled, with sublime audacity. rising
the same moment to get behind
B fathers chair and hide and cool
burning bushes against his
rchment check. He had dropped
knife and fork aad lain back
eechless in his chair before she got
hind it.
There, you dear old father, don't
cross. couldn't help telling you,
b know. can keep nothing from
b." as though the confession was
'Engagedr' he burst out at last
Engaged to a fellow without pen
or prospect of making u penny.
mere man about town. An idle
t'There, father; that will do" she
Ia, putting her hand before his
buth. III don't want you to feel
scrahle afterward for saying hasty
d nasty things"
+'But don't and won't give my
nsent," he said checking his laugh,
d SO to say, retracting it by speak
y very doggedly.
"Oh, yes, you will, when the solic-
prs offer him briefs without even
eir daughters, she said, coaxingly.
bile she swayed her father back and
rward in his chair.
.There it is! That's it! II he only
ok his profession seriously, orcould
bt any one in the profession to take
i'm seriously! You might wait, Trix,
meet some one with some promise
NJ