The Olneyville tribune. (Providence, R.I.) 1893-189?, 1894-02-17

What is the matter with my
father" she asked "he seems 20 be
angry with you"
! looked al her-hcr eyes were so
black, her look so kind, her mouth 50
rosy, her teeth so white that | told her
all-my love, my suit TO her father,
and his rough refusal. ] could not
help it-after all, IL was his fault
He was not there; | determined 10
brave his anger. Besides, there is
nobody like timid persons for display
ing courage under certain circum-
stances.
My cousin said nothing; she only
held down her eyes, while her cheeks
were as red as those Of cherries i'm
May.
! checked myself.
Are you angry with me?" |
asked, trcmblingly. Are you angry
with me, Rose?"
She held out 30 me her hand. On
that, my heart seething with audaci-
ty, my head on fire, ! cried
Rose, ! swear it! ! will be your
husband!'
AIu HN Sllt SllDDk lI'I I'uu bIlU
looked at me sadly ] added ooh! |
well know that my uncle is self
willod, but ! will be more sclf-willcd
still, and he must be forced TO say
yes, | will force him to say it,"
But how" asked Rose.
All! how? That was exactly the
difficulty. But no matter; ] would
find n way TO surmOunt il!
At that moment "A heavy step re-
sounded i'm the street. lnstinctiyely
we moved away from each other; ]
returned TO my Gouble-handed sword
and Rose, to keep herself in countc.
nance, set TO busting with "A r OF
her apron n little s%tatuette in its
faded red velvet case.
My uncle entered. Surprised at
finding us together, he stopped short
and looked sharply at us, from one
to the other.
We each went on rubbing without
raising our heads.
Here. take this, - said my uncle,
handing me n bulky parcel from under
his arm. "A splendid purchase, you'll
scc.'
The subject did not interest me in
the least.
! opened the parcel, and from the
cnvcloping paper emerged n steel he'll
mct-but not an ordinary helmet, oh,
nol-a superb, II monumental morton,
with gorgct and pointed visor of
strange form. The visor was raised,
.,.I \ ,...I A.. .I...,.,, ,,l,,t .,.,,,,, oil
it from being lowered.
1T will not go down-the hinges
have got ont Of order, ~ said my uncle;
'but it's a superb piece, and when il
has been thoroughly cleaned and
touched up will look well-that shall
be your to-morrow's job
Every good. uncle" ! murmured,
not daring to raise my eyes to his.
That night, on reaching my room,
| at once went TO bed. | was eager
to bo alone and able to think at my
ease. Night brings counsel, it is
said, and | had great need that the
provcrb should prove true.
But, after lying awake for an hour
without receiving any assistance, |
fell off to sleep and till next morning
did nothing but dream the oldest
dreams. | saw Rose on her way to
church i'm "A strange bridal costume, 81
fourteenth century cap, three feet
high, on her head, but looking pref
tier than ever; then suddenly the
scene changed TO moonlight, in which
innumerable helmets and pieces Of
old ching were dancing n wild taran-
dola, while my uncle, clad i'm com
plete armor and with "A formidable
halberd in his hand, conducted the
bewildering whirl.
The next day-ah, the next day -
| was no nearer. In vain, with cl2nchcd
teeth, | secured the immense helmet
brought by my uncle the previous
evening-scourcd il with such fury rs
almost to break the iron; not an idea
came to me. The helmet shoue like
II sun; my uncle sat smoking his pipe
and watching me; but | could think
Of nothing, no way of forcing him 10
give me his daughter.
At 3 o'clock Rose went into the
country, whence she was not to return
Unlll ulllncf lllllt, III llt CNcIllS' WI
the threshold she could only make a
sign 60 me with her hand my uncle
had not left us alone for n Single in
slant. He vas not easy in his mind
| could see that by his face. No doubt
he had not forgotten Il conversation
Of the previous evening.
! went ON rubbing at my helmet,
You have made it quite bright
enough-put it down. said my
uncle.
| put it down. The storm was
gathering. | could not do better
than allow il 60 blow over.
But suddenly, rs il undertaken by
n strange fancy, my uncle took up
the great morton and turned and y
amined it on all sides.
"A handsome piece of armor, there
is no doubt about it; but it must
have weighed pretty heavily on'its
w~earer's shoulders he muttered