The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1896-10-02
ID BEATRICE WHITLEY.
CHATTER L..

sG2M0u8 ~ 00e walked through tne
\ ept rectory garden.
Why had her mother insisted that
d should have a parting interview
u 1th young Mr.. Flight, even though
/! ~ war desperately in love with her?
b k'WOuld have been much better to so
M1y that dayon the visit to her aunt's
1thout seeing him, for then he would
- her down as heartless and sooner
/ 1pe9et his passion.
She never meant that he should be
a my thing to her, SO what was the use
sa0eprOlonging the agony?
4 1t was only in Difference to the feel
\ 1nGs Of her father, the rector, and her
nOther that she was sacrificing her
4 Feelings, and to tell the truth, she went
- meet the disconsolate lover In the
4 garden with the expression of mar
tyr going to the stake.
;3 Up and down moss-grOwn path,
which intersected a row Of ragged
raspberry bushes on the one hand and
" waving sea of artichoke sticks upon
Il the other, young man paced hurried
". His handsome features were glum
and gloomy of expression; his mouth
was weak and womanly. He hung his
head and gaZed upon the ground.
This was poor Mr.. Flight, toward
HON at this moment Miss Heden Nit
h 6ord was slowly vending her way. Her
II heart beat unusually quick as she ap-
Il preached, but, alas for him! it beat
With an embarrassed anger-not for
Sy0ye. She was indignant at, and intol-
b Ne6mt Of, her lovers obstinate and I'M
Il poFtunate affection, and vet she
chooled herself to patience. She
would remember her parents remarks
aAnd endeavor to treat this distasteful
#Dassion with leniency, If not respect.
When he heard her step he turned to
ssneet her, holding out his hands. She
matted abruptly when he did so, put
her hands behind her, standing In an
ssattitude Enthusiastically on the defen-
tive. She looked very cold, very I'M
approachable, and not at all q young
sss1Ady whom it would be easy to coerce;
but withal she looked SO beautiful that
door Mr.. Flight grew desperate.
Helen" he cried, "Helen, you did
mot mean what you said? You could
mot be 90 cruel. You will not wan
4 tDnly break my heart? You have come
80 tell me that you have changed your
snind p
II never change my mind-at least
not without reason. I came because
ssmy mother said she had promised you
that / should come"
M Neither her words nor her face were
and he knew it.
sss ssNeyer-never change! There is no
a34nchs word as never to me" he told
4 hor monrnfully. 81 shall continue to
hopeI cannot give up hope. You are
4 not heartless. know you are not. /
& shall wait. will not despair. Why
should I? For you know that winter
4 does not last forever. If wait spring
will come"
She did not follow his meaning; she
/ looked puzzled and did not speak. ST.
hence on her part was unusual, and he
thought it augured we'll for him.
II am in no hurry, Helen. I will be
patient-I can hope on. You have only
y known me six months; was foolish
TO expect too much. You shall see
more Of me, much more, and then, per-
haps, you may grow to like me. Don't
shake your head. What is it that you
dislike in me? Tell me what pleases
you and will endeavor-"
'4Oh, don't!' she interrupted; don't
cay all those things over again; it is
no use. I have told you so a dozen
4 dimes don't dislike you. Why should
5ff'
rIf you don't dislike me, why not
I like met"
Il ten you that do like your impa-
I 1iently.
ssThen marry me-"
NO"
s.Helen, look here. You don't dislike,
me-you mean to be married some day.
/ / have got fair income, good tenn
( Der. love you dearly, and will give
You yOur own way in everything"
She stamped her foot on the ground
j and said:
q sGood-by, Mr.. Flight. I start at 2
o'clock. I cannot walt here another
1nstant.''
Helen, listen moment. shall not
I 1--WE up hope. shall come again. I
\ 1hall be patient. You will not be so
4 little thing to ask. Helen, your father
wishes me to leave this place, to 60
forever. / shall 60, but shall follow
s.You to Noelcombe. shall come to see
you. must zee you again. I cannot
y oar to be away from you. May I
Nome-will you speak to me?"
81 ANoelc0mbe doesn't belong to me-"
SE1aid Miss Milford, petulantly. III you
4 choose to come there can't help 1t.
I 0ood-by."
ID ssThen, IL I come, viii you speak to
ne1
ssOh, yes, yes, yes! Good-by."
Wont you shake handsT
Then Helen, much relieved at the
thought Of the approaching party, and
q ;agompted by the memory Of her moth
Z ~ suggestion, looked up with q smile
y fSlf0 hnr lovers gloomy eyes and laid