The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1894-04-11
IN THE sTEERAGE.

was In the Storage. She was In the
cabin. Not that was not as much as
tonished 10 sec her as she possibly was
to see me. he'd no idea abe was In thu
Persia. though knew It was settled some
time before that the Dufours were going
to Europe.
Lily Dufour had once promised to mar
ry me, and though bankers daughter
had seemed willing to wed a comparative
ly poor man. But when becarce inno-
Gently involved in the disgrace of the head
OF the firna she soorped me and forbade nae
to see her. Now, though no one knew It,
/, who was travelling in the storage, was
on my way to England to receive the es-
tate of late and wealthy uncle.
Thanks to tho kindness Of the mate, ]
deck. One night heard Lily speak very
bitterly of me, while her girlish compan-
ion as warmly defended me. Who could
this dainty champion bei
saw her face It was, as had hoped,
lovely youthful face, and could hear
every infection Of her clear, low voice.
Quito nice people, l suppose, go as
steerage passengers sometimes," heard
her say.
"Oh, yes, even gentlemen in reduced
circumstances. Indeed once had a rich
friend-you might call him crank-who
went for the fun OF the thing, he said to
sec life in q new phase. believe he liked
1t best.''
"a girl with such face, said to my
self, must be worth winning, by no
means as beautiful as my former divinity,
but moro lovely in every way"
Lily was taller, more queenly, but this
girl with the sweet voice and glorious,
starlike eyes, was, in every way but the
mere matter of fortune, her cousin 3 supe-
rior. OF that folt assured and was quite
willing her image should haunt me-
A few weeks had passed, and l stood be.
fore the gates of fine mansion, now my
own estate-in Devonshire village-and
looked up the long avenue bordered by no.
BILE oaks. All that my uncle had died pos.
sessed of was left to me, money and lands.
/ certainly did feel the pride of possession
In the first flush Of proprietorship-I held
my head erect. was once more even with
the world. The country about was indeed
beautiful. Rose hedges bordered the vii
lage lanes; here and there thrifty farm
lay smiling in the sunshine; cottages dot
ted the hillsides.-, Everywhere the land
spoke of care and prosperity.
The house was well preserved and filled
with solid though quaint furniture. There
were lighthouses and all the inventions OF
this utilitarian age for farming on a large
scale on the grounds. saw the houses
of my tenants. was lord ofxhe soil
Once more in London my thoughts turn
ed back to my own country and some un.
settled business there. There was yet work
to do, mistakes to correct, enemies to meet,
friends to reward
Among my acquaintance in the metrop-
oils was a young German baron, who had
married lovely English girl, and with
whom had passed many happy hours.
"You must come here tonight" said the
young baroness one day. II expect sone
Americans whom perhaps you have met
the Dufours. The young lady is exquisite
ly beautiful; there are two-cousins,
think"
~ did know Dufour, the banker, of New
York, f." l said quietly, though my pulses
luttered with a new thrill of gladness.
'oh, yes, it must be the same family.
You will GOMEZ" ..
ION one condition, said.
"And what Is thatf"
"TLat you will not speak of me till !
come. As have another engagement, i
shall be here late in the evening""
''What May not even tell the story OF
your good fortuneF"
Anything, so you do not mention my
name"
She laughed-her quick woman's wit
comprehended-and promising to be very
careful she said her adieus.
The reader perhaps anticipates. Twas
spoken OF as the young man about whose
extraordinary luck they might have heard
the American nephew of an old Devon
al, H. l. al
his sister because her marriage displeased
him, but who at last had relented and
left millions 70 her sop-hI { she withheld
my name. Later on / came. They were
at tea, my host told me. IL was stand
ing tea. fatter myself made my debut
with singular coolness-and found myself,
teaoup in hand, face to face with Miss Du-
four, to whom bowed with naughty en-
pressement. To see her start, grow white
aud catch her BREATH to hear her ungt,ard-
ed, why, Halr'-weE, it was almost
worth losing fortune for that experience.
miss DufourS' said, with chilling
bow.
Pen of mine cannot describe her discom-
future. It was almost like terror. For once
the reigning belle, the woman of the world,
was foiled, mortified, extinguished.
Rallying at last, she tried in some sort
of way to regain her lost power, but was
i'll love with the starry eyes and soul lii
face of her cousin Lucy-had been ever
since that eyenttul night, looking up from
the lower deck--und on one other memora-
BILE occasion-suw her sweet face, and
heard her speak for the poverty stricken
and almost banished man.
We took our honeymoon trip back in
the Persia. Since the failure of the great
banking house Of the Dufour Bros and
the death Of the banker himself Lily has
had home with US, for feel that in some
sort owe to her my treasure of wife
Exchange.
Death from HydrophobIa.
CARLISLE, Pa, April 11.-Raymond Nc