Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1894-03-01

suppose she refuses me? But, great
Scott she Is no coquette, and, then,
hasn't she shown she likes me2 Per.
haps," but he put the thought aside as
preposterous No, of course Lane
couldn't be on the same errand as him
self
At lastl The hall clock sweetly and
clearly rang out eight strokes IL was
time to go. How we'll he recalled tho
pretty picture Daisy made the first time
he saw her in her own home. Hastily,
joyously he mounts the steps of her
house and smiles to hear the resound-
ing noise his energetic knock has made.
The door Is opened as before by the
trim servant, but this time she shows
him into the parlor at once. Winthrop
never forgot the picture as the draw
ing-room door opened. Daisy was
lounging in an easy chair before the
Gre. Near her on footstool was one
OF her most constant visitors, Arthur
Scott
Lane was leaning on the heavily
carved mantel, talking easily with
both. The freight glittered on Daisy's
hair bringing out the golden tints and
making her simple white gown rosy
red. This evening she was attired In
n soft white silk, aud hearts-ease was
her only ornament-a bunch at her
waist and throat
As she rises TO greet WIN he notices
that her eyes are very bright and she
appears very nervous After speaking
n moment with his hostess VIII turns
TO Lane and both his outstretchcd
hands are caught in a warm clasp by
him.
A couple Of hours passed pleasantly,
and then Scott rose TO go. AS soon as
Daisy left the room Herbert Lane
turned quickly to Winthrop and ex-
claimed:
"Old fellow, you will help me, won't
you? So glad ! explained everything
in my letter-saves bother now, and
Daisy is SO pleased"
Winthrop stared stupidity at Herbert
and gaspcd: "What, for heavens sake,
arc you driving at? What letter do you
mcan?'
II was now Lanes turn TO look
amazed. you don't mean TO tell me
you never got my letter. Why, Daisy
was always writing how kind you were
to her, and thought it was ON that ac-
count"
speak quickly, lIerbr exclaimed
VIII. Before she comes back. low
dare you call her Daisy2 What right
have you, | say?"
why, man, the best in the world.
for-for she is my wife"
"lour wife? Your-your wife?
Won't ra fnolinu IIarhart .,y ,,o,, ,,o
for love her"
For n moment he spoke as II dazcd,
then sank on n chair and covered his
face with his hands. Just then Daisy
appeared in the doorway. She looked
in Hmazcment from one TO the other,
then as win raised his head and she
saw the direst misery in his eyes she
came swiftly forward.
lie sees the face of the girl he loves,
all her pretty color gone and all her
happiness gone. win tries TO speak,
but Lane comes gently to her and says:
Go, Daisy dear, leave him TO me"
Then as Wills face again falls on his
hands, she bends softly and giving
Winthrop one quick kiss hurries away.
When Daisy had gone, Lane told
for years, but could not get her fathers
consent, until, taking matters into
their own hands, they had married Sc
cretly.
When Lane found that Mr.. Garland
intended to bring his daughter TO Point
Comfort he told Daisy TO make friends
with Winthrop and he would write a
lstter TO VIII explaining all. And that
was the letter Winthrop never re-
ceived.
But now he (Herbert) had good po-
sition and had come to confess to her
father, and had wanted viii TO say a
good word for him Daisy was only
too glad to have a friend who knew
preference for Wills society to that of
any of the other men that flocked about
her
When Lane had finished, viii stood
up and grasping Herbert's hands said
nobly:
Herb, dear fellow, will do my best
Leave me alone and / will see her
father, and congratulate your-your
wife for me-"
AS Lane left him win sat down and
gazed around YEARLY. What bright
dreams had come and gone in this little
| parlor, but now all was over
lie touched the bell and asked to see
Mr. Garland How he pleaded his
friends cause, or what he said, | never
knew; however, he must have done his
best, for MIR. Garland forgave and for
got The next morning Mrs Lane sent
u note of invitation to Winthrop to
| spend the day ut their house, lie never
came or got the note, for he had left
for the north the night before.
When he reached New York he wrote
TO Daisy, his first and last letter, and
| that was note OF congratulation. TIC
Lane he wrote more briefly, us follows;
DEAR nERBERT: Do not think l envy yor
| your happiness, for OF all men on earth yor
most deserve II; but could not stay and sec
| her day b. day. When left the house that
night, and had TO leave without hor, tho only
woman ever loved, IL was never to return
| Give your wife my heartiest congratulations
and tell her for me II could not have her sh,
is married TO the very man would have chosen
Believe me, old friend, yours faithfully,
will WGHTHRoP."
Chicago Journal
The Arts Case.
TOPEKA, Kan, Feb 24.-Gov. Lew
cling stated yesterday that he prob
ably would decide Adjt, Gen. Artz',
case to-day. He was engaged in re
viewing the report of the experts who
examined Artz's Office. The expert,
decline to talk about their report and
the clerks in the governors office dis
claim any knowledge of its contents
The stato officials generally are of the