Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1895-04-11

| her tu be his wite. OF course, sue
had refused him. just little haughl,ly,
for he was "on1y pine woods
| farmer" That he was educated and
refined she could not deny, but the dis
tance between them, socially, seemed
very great He had borne her rejec-
ton with outward resignation, and
Eden had never met him since. But
II ever she felt glad to see human
being in her life. Eden Adafr was I'M
lfeignedly glad TO see Dick Hargravc,
Not a word passed between the two
as they drove rapidly onward, the
storm growing fiercer, the night COM
ing down. At length Hargrave bent
over the forlorn little figure at his side.
II am taking you home with me to
my mother he said, gently. 1T is
only half-mile from here, and YOU
must stay until the storm is over
will go on at once aud inform the Rob
crises OF your whereabouts
"Thank you. You are very kindw
was all that Eden could say; hut her
frightened little heart grew warm
with gratitude to her rescuer.
Dick reined in his horse before a
picturesque brown cottage, the life Of
which Eden had never seen before in
that country. Long galleries at front
and back, with French windows open
ing upon them, and making shady
retreat from the suns rays, for the
galleries were covered with climbing
roses and honeysuckles. A gayly-col-
ored hammock hung Mt one end Of
the gallery, low willow rocker stood
near. There was an air of comfort
which was almost luxury. A broad
hall ran through the center of the
house, hall whose bare floor was
polished, and with crimson rugs scat
tered here and there. 1t was delight
full place at any time, this hall, with
its rows and rows of well-filled book
shelves, its cottage piano and comfort
able old-fashioned furniture. Over all.
such a sweet, pure atmosphere Of
home
A tiny old lady. in gray dress and a
spotless white apron, received them.
1t was Dicks mother, and to her he
told Eden's story.
Mrs. Hargrave received her with
open arms. She brought her into n
comfortable bedroom. provided n
change of clothing, gave her warm
drink and disposed of her upon the
sofa in the big hall until Dicks return.
For he had driven through the storm
and darkness to the home of the Rob-
crises to explain Eden's unexpected
absence.
The next morning found the girl
quite i'll. For week she was nursed
as tenderly as though she were
princess by Mrs. Hargrave's kindly
hands.
Before the week was over Eden
Adair had learned TO know her own
heart To her surprise, Dick Hargrave
reigned there, king.
"But he has ceased to care for me-"
she moaned to herself, as she lay upon
the broad sofa, thinking sadly and sor-
rowfully. HE will never ask me
ag,.ln for he is too proud"
What was that? The sound Of a
mans voice. Dicks voice in the adj
joining room. She lifted her head and
this is what the little eayesdropper
overheard:
Il can't help it mother! 1t may he
unmanly, and l may be lacking in
manly pride. as you say, but l cannot
help the truth. l love Eden Adair
with a ~ I ba
any other woman so well. She has re-
jected me-but cannot tear her from
my heart-and cannot forget her for
/ love herr"
Trembling like leaf Eden stag
gered to her feet. and wrapping q
white shawl around the dressing gown
which she wore, made her way slowly
and painfully to the open door Of the
room.
Mother and son had quite forgotten
her proximity.
Pale and trembling, Eden stretched
ont her hands.
.Dlckm she faltered, Il have been
listening and listeners never hear any
good of Themselves" with faint
smile; "hut what overheard YOU say
just now makes me happy. Dick. /
have found out the mistake | made
when YOU asked me to be your wife,
If you--you car forgive the past and
still want me-"
She could say no more. lie mad her
in his arms now, close to his breast,
murmuring sweet and tender words in
her ears.
Mrs. Hargrave went ont and closed
the door. The citadel had surrendered. I
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