The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1895-10-25
mo grandpapa, I will not"

mo grandpapa, will not"
"And tell you, you shalll''
"You tell me great DEAL" says
Miss Fairfax, with q scornful smile.
"Sit down. Eleanor. insist upon
settling this matter once for all. Your
cousin il not only willing to give in to
my within and marry you, but Is vio-
lently attached to you"
"Pshaww says Miss Fairfax, prompt
", and with much eloquence.
Don't attempt to 'Pshaw' me-"
roars Lord Carbyne, now thoroughly
incensed, and started with every fa-
vorable symptom on the road to fine
rage. DO you think q little absurd
girl like you IL to Illustrate plan Of
mineY l tell you, I've set my heart on
this marriage; / can't last long, and
there isn't a soul In this world to re-
ceive you when I am gone. There
fore,"-striking his crutch upon the
ground-"marry you must in my life
time, that may be sure Of your well
fare before giving myself up to the
worm."
There is extreme kindness, and love
and longing in this speech, but, unfor-
tunately, all are marred by the fierce
ness with which he utters It.
II can take care of myself" says she,
sullenly-poking her small foot to and
fro across dark patch in the turkey
carpet.
"That is what you can't do-you,
with your nfer-a-ahem:-I new
er saw a girl who could put me out
30 much as you do. You can't take
care of yourself. Your sole longing In
to get away from civilized life and try
your fortune on the stage"
"Oh, no, not the STAGE" says she.
"Stage-concert room-it Is all the
same. You fancy you have genius be.
cause you can bring out decent note
or two from that fiddle of yours; but
I can tell YOU
"Well, IL you despise my fiddle" says
she catching up that beloved friend,
and preparing to beat an indignant re-
treat, "you can't certainly want to
hear 1t to-day; 20 there was little use
In my coming. And what story tell
er you must be, grandpapa," turning
flashing eyes on him, ito pretend, 20
often as you have done, TINT you found
pleasure In my playing"
"That'S one thing, to please an old
man; to please cultured public quite
another. There! where are you going
Eleanor? Sit down again, I say. You
have not at all understood me about
this proposal Of Noel's."
"Good Heavens! what is there to un
derstand?" says she, with a stamp Of
her foot. "You want me to marry
him: I don't want to marry him. There
IL all in the palm Of your hand. Quit,
a little affair; and the victory lies will
me. Marry him I never shall"
"Then I shall disinherit you," criei
her grandfather hitting the gr0un(
with his crutch. "You understand
that, too, I hope. Not penny-not {
penny"
II don't care" says she, after on,
long minute. II shall have this" tnp
ping her violin.
"Well-take it-and 20; I've don,
with you. See what that precious bi
Of wood will do for you" says he, still
In fury of anger and disappointment
"See IL 1t will bring 10 much grist I,
the mill AZ will compensate you TO
Carbyne Castle, and all its land"
"You are rather vulgar, do 70,
know, grandpapaY' says she, gathering
door. There must have been ,
family. You think money 10 every
me; you have said you will dislnheri
me: you shan't do that twice"
II don't suppose I SHALL" says h
1t, and give up playing the fool"
nnnkme,~Nv, lHnS ,~4nu~,, Nal
that IL what you mean"
"But why not? What IL there agains
him7 He 10 young, handsome, rich
POSSIBLY nothing. He may be i'm
maculate for all I know-or care. Tn
fact remains that don't want to maj
~ any one. am"-pauslng. and Civ
already"
"What!" roars the old man.
ITO this; to my VIOLIN" says she
laughing in spite Of herself. and lay
ing her lovely flushed cheek with IN
e6able grace upon the beautiful II
strument pressed against her heart
"a truce to such rubbish" says Lor
Carbyne. "There 60. Quit my sight
You have heard my decision. Thin
1t over, ! advise you"
II am not easily frightened" says sh
in q low curious tone. In truth. Jus
now, 1t seems to her that 1t would b
q sweet experience to find hersel
alone in the world with her violin fo
q sole friend. With 1t to carve a fol
tune. That strange man, Mr.. Barbour
had limited to her Of delightful poss
bilities ON that night before she lei
town, now q fortnight ago. The cox
freshness Of the country had not xii
ed the longing to which his words ha
given life. Obi to be free; pennies
indeed, but with Q fortune before he
and q wild hope that, In time, til
breath Of fame might yet descend 81
ON her head. 10 escape, too. from Q
enforced marriage!-and, with Noel, {
all people! A man VINO sneersd Z
her longing for q public career-wh
said she was not suited to that sol
Of thing. Well-she could show him.
It ali runs through her wilful min
% she stands there, apparently ber
on immolating the roses in the prett
Etruscan Jar beoeath her fingers, Will
hef grandfather storms freely an
en- 1 %.1E : thing that tomorrow b
above Ill things. he winds mp fur
ously, II consider Noel to be the On
man IN the world for such o heat
strong child % you. He has charscte
and common Deoso Tor two He VI