Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1897-11-05

she said, shyly, but you must keep u q
secret until to-morrow-something tho~ is
"'ost wonderful. Can you not guess?''
md with the shyncss Of n child she hid
ner face on her mothers neck.
II cannot guess-unlcss the duke"
"Oh, mamma" she cri, d, do not talk
about the duke, please! That is all at an
end. 1 want to tell you why I am SO
happy. I:eltran Carcw loves me, and has
asked me to be his wife,"
She was silent for n moment-thc sound
of the words rs she herself had uttered
them filled her whole mind with ~inexpres-
sible joy. Lady Lcnnox did not stir or
speak.
Il laughed Mt love so long, mamma, aud
now no n loves more deeply than l do"
said the sweet voice.
But Lady Lennox looked very grave.
1t was not i'll human nature to hear such
words and see such II face as Beatrix's
without some emotion. She unclasped her
~datlghter's arms from her neck, and gaz-
ed half sadly ut her.
ID you love him SO very much, darl-
ing! Is 1t such very good ncws?"
The best I could bring you, mamma;
nothing could be better" she said. mo
one could imagine anything BETTER"
NJ dear TriSic, it is Il very serious
matter. What about the duke? First of
all, tell me about him."
'Thcre is nothing to tell, mamma. l
have always been quite y and frank
about hin. He would not take my an
swer, which was always No. He persist
ed in saying that if l would try-if I
would only try--in time l should love him;
it required time. I am not to blame,
mamma"
"But, Trixie. think of the position. my
dear. 1t is such n splendid match to
break off, such u brilliant future, to mar
and spoil. l am quite frightened ut what
the world will say"
IAN l to marry to please myself or
the world?" she asked.
yourself, of course, Trixie; but con-
slider the proposed match. You are very
beautiful, and you will have a large for
tune-Mr. Carew Inns only his profession"
Il should not mind, mamma, if he had
even less than that" she said, proudly;
zone does not measure such n a by his
wealth. Oh, mamma, dear, be kind to
me! Do not talk about money. Think
how I love him-how he loves me. Whit
is money? Tell me That you like him
that you are plcased-that you will be my
friend.'
Lady Lcnnox was quite reused now.
II do like him." she replied. HE is
handsome, generous, gifted, noble-he is
all that n man should be; but l cannot
say that l am pleased you are going to
J marry him. Trixie. with your beauty,
| you ought to do much better. Your uncle
will be bitterly annoyed"
BeatriX rose from her knees,
Il am sorry you are not pleased about
it, mamma" she said. ut will not mat
ter, though; death itself would not
change me-"
Il nm quite sure harm will come of it,
Trixie. l am frightened"
Beatrix kissed her with the same air of
protection that she would have shown q
child.
"You are nervous, mamma; it will be
all right. Uncle never refuses me any.
thing on which my heart is fixed. Do not
think about it. Only kiss me and say
that You hope I shall be happy"
Lady Lcnnox kissed her.
Il hope so, my Darlington look happy
enough. But what will the world say:
Oh, Trixie, it is plain 1 havc brought you
up very badly, since you do not discern
the difference. socially, between q peer
and a barristcr."
tTO be continued.