Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1894-07-20


nYou must be grolptng deltrtouS again,
Mr.. Forester"
Here he began to revolve in his mind
the subject of reward.
nConfound Selwyn's pride!" he said to
himself. II know girls-there are thou
sands of things that they want, and
am going to find out what she would
like"
His reflections were interrupted by the
entrance of jamie herself with her hands
full of early wildfowers, which she laid
on a stand at his side.
"How well you look!" he exclaimed
half enviously. DO you know, Miss
LAME, the doctor says that | have trou-
bled YOU long enough, and he means to
take me away to his house tomorrow"
jamie stood as if turned to marble,
while the color slowly drifted out of her
face,
Harry Forester looked up, expecting a
reply, and was struck with pity at her
expression.
"Do sit down. he said, land let us
talk little" He reached for chair
and she dropped into it.
"Are you sorry to be rid Of your trou-
blesome charge, Miss janice
Eyes" she said My life has been so
different of late; but it is all over now, and
there will never be any change again"
"Oh, don't think that; | am sure |
hope that you will be very happy"
Her eyes were downcast, and as he
looked at her he was for the first time
struck by the statuesque beauty of her
face and form, and he began to wonder
Il after all she were not the disguised
princess of some fairy story. His
thoughts found expressions: Il hope you
will pardon me, Miss jamie, but haven't
you seen better days.
mo" she answered, II never saw any
better days than these, and | never shall
see any better. There is no romance
about me, Mr.. Forester, | am not even
n founding. Ny father is machinist
and works in Orquay. We live out here
because it is cheaper. We own this
little place, and the boys run wild in the
woods except when there is "a school"
you have school them" he asked, at
loss what to say.
"Oh yes; two miles over the bluffs
there is a schoolhouse and a sort Of
school, three months in winter and three
In summer am going to teach 1T this
summer-one doesntneed to know much
to teach it
But shouldn't you like to go to col
lege or something? You see, Miss jamie,
| JaI,f. CaNya1
life, you know"
"Of course she answered, land If 1t
had been my little Scotch terrier would
have jumped right in rather than have
had him drown. | could have caught on
to the braces of the bridge and climbed
out easy enough. OF course it was q
hard pull, you were so heavy and nearly
frozen, but it is nothing to make fuss
about. AS to nursing you, it might as
well be you as anyone else. Some of the
neighbors are always sick, and | am al
ways well, and | take care of them a
good deal. 1t keeps me from thinking
about myself"
But why shouldn't you think about
yourself? You could not think of any
thing else half as lovely"
II would rather think about any one
else" she answered, without betraying
by look or smile that she noticed his bit
Of fattery. II am not very happy
perhaps should like to have house
like Mr.. Grantleys up on the bluffs. |
mean that should like for father and
mother to have one. They have pretty
carpets on all the floors, and SO many
pictures, and books, and lace curtains as
fine as spider webs, and piano. Then
the girls have beautiful dresses, and q
great garden full Of flowers, and so many
pets. You see, Mr.. Grantley owns nearly
all the country around here
As she spoke thought was busy in the
young mans brain. How easily he
could take her to home which would
seem to her as beautiful as dream Of
Paradise. He tried to imagine how she
would look dressed as he could dress
her, but the vision of the fairy in rose
tulle who could waltz SO divinely fitted
across his mental vision and he came
down to reality again.
Shall build you house here on the
Sender, Miss jamie, and fill it full OF
pretty things?"
Your she exclaimed, with quick
change to the aspect of an insulted
queen. "You build me house! You
must be growing deliricus again, Mr..
Forester"
~ tell you l want to reward you for