The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1894-05-22

peep, was rapidly losing all significance
or intelligibility as prospect. Truly
DR.. Eustaee Lamar had forgotten the
flight of time i'll his enjoyment of the ex-
hilarating sport, or he had sadly miscal-
culated the distance. Not that there was
anything to be dreaded in the ordinary
course of events of a ride in the pale
starlight or under the mellow rays of the
moon. The road was a good one, and
very soon it would be we'll lighted. And
if the three pleasure seekers were trifle
cold they could console themselves with
the comforting reflection that there was
cheerful fire waiting for them in the
agreeable sitting room Of the uppermost
fat at 30 Ballavoine place. 1t was not
an elaborate affair, this abode of Julian
Maxey, the artist, but it was pleasant,
interesting and certainly on cold night
like this very comfortable and desira-
Bile place in which to be.
Perhaps it was not owing altogether
to the cold that an unwonted silence had
fallen upon the occupants of the sleigh.
Pretty Ellen Maxey, the artists sister,
who sat beside her brother ON the rear
seat. had dealt deathblow to the con-
yersation when she ceased to take part
in it. But she was not asleep, and her
face, protected from view by abundant
wraps and the growing obscurity, had
gradually settled into an expression at
once wistful, pathetic and resigned
Maxey, whose power of observation
was not wholly q matter of eyesight,
had become annoyed and solicitous, but
he took pains not to betray this fact.
AS for philosophic, middle aged,
H..
of the whole trouble, he was supreInely
unconscious Of any unhappiness on the
part of his friends He sat bolt upright
all by himself on the front seat, his
hands busy with the reins and his at
tention apparently completely absorbed
in scanning the road as far as he could
see in front of his swift team. The truth
| is that Dr.. Lamar had blunderingly and
unwittingly touched upon topic ex.
ceedingly Gsagreeable to his friends be-
hind him when he mentioned his ap-
| preaching marriage with the wealthy
Widow Forsythc.
If DR.. Lamar had only known how
fine and handsome he appeared in his
pretty neighbor's eyes, it would have as
tonished him Il great deal, and he would
have been henceforth very much more
discreet in his remarks. If pretty Ellen
Maxey had imagined how well her keen
and penetrating brother had guessed her
secret, undoubtedly she would have dis
simulated great deal Of glee and mer-
riment in despairing endeayor to have
thrown him off the scent, for the heart
beats p; udly in the breast of girl like
her, and this was such a secret as she
would wish might die with her
They were all young. The doctor was
the eldest, and he had barely reached
40. He was brilliant.young man wht
had made something of a name in the
medical world by recent remarkable
publication, and whose practice was al
ready established on firm basis.
Julian Maxey was %. He had painted
several hundred very unsuccessful pic
lures. Their merit, however, was plain
ly recognized by his friends, by reasol
of which accomplishment he was calle'
an artist. He was enabled to keep u
this nonlucrative pursuit and to satisf.
the craving in his soul for counterfeitini
the beautiful by comfortable annuit
which he had inherited from his grand
mother