Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1897-01-20
VOL. Ii.


Clear and bright. with the crystalline
cl-aruess and brightness of atmosphere
peculiar to Scotland, the brilliant summer
day drew softly to close. There was
uo cloud ia the solemn blue depths over
head, but around the sinking sun a few
fPecy masses had been turned into Grim
son and gold, and were reflected in gleam-
ing light and CHANGING blOodred hues
from the bosom of the majestic river, as
IL widencd between reCeding banks to-
ward the Northern Sea. A London
steamer. making its way up the channel
to a port on the northeastern coast,
whittier it was bound, seemed TO be
pluusins into a mystical land of glory as
IL turned its head toward the burning
west
So it seemed. at least, to girl who was
standing on the deck, with her eyes fixed
upon the shore, which was half lost in a
golden haze. I'VE seem to have come to
a city of gold" she said, smiling. to q
gentleman VINO stood at her side
Some people have found it So" he an
swered. rather dryIy. "A good many for
tunes have been lost and won in the good
old town Of Dundee"
Il did not mean that" she said, ii a
lowered voice. Il only thought-when
| saw the golden light making those hills
and buildings look so dream-like and un-
substantia.-of Bunyan's Pilgrims S
Progress and the Celestial City that
'he pilgrims Sd from afar"
lu the silent evening air. speech some
times travels further than we know
The girl was quite unconscious that her
clear, fine utterance had reached the ear
of one other person besides her immediate
andit1r. \ middle-ayed man with a grave,
keen face. who had been leaning over the
bulwarks. with his eyes fixed abstractedly
on the water. and his head turned away
from the golden glory of the west, was
struck by her words. He changed his
position little, so that he could see the
girls fair profile, studied it for mo-
nent or two with a look of kindly interest,
then rose up and walked away.
DO yoU know who that is?" said Han
ningtun, looking after him with interest
"Moncr.e1 Of Torresmuir; one of the
wealthiest men in Scotland. Some peo
pie say, one of the most unfortunate. He
lost his wife three or four years ago
under specially sad circumstances: she
was thrown out of pony-cart which he
was driving, and killed before his eyes
Then bis only son is weakIy-in ia It.
soWs'Aiu- Of am invalid. He has a young
dauE.ter. l believe. but no other child"
H." very sad.' said Miss Raeburn.
ner gentle eyes we're full of sympathy.
Ills "ii"s arlth must have been a great
loss 60 ...r
ftatiulaly, yes" answered Mr..
Huntington, lingering his black mus
tacbe, with smile. He found Miss Rae
ouTu simplicity adorable, and thanked
fate Tor sending him on board the steam
er from London 10 Dundee, where he had
fonnd her IN charge of lady with whom
be was acquainted. I'm real life. Won
know, the death of wife does not always
leave man iucoasolable. 1t is rumored
that Mr.. and Mrs. Moncrieff did not get
oD very well"
oh, then. he is more unfortunate than
thought said the young girl, quickly
10 worldly man like myself. Miss
Rarburn 1t does not seem that Mr.. Mon
crieif Is anything but a lucky man. He
mas a line estate; he has a splendid in
come and magnificent house; he has-or
may haye-ail the official county distinc- ]
tlons which he wants; no career is closed |,
10 him; and, although he has lost his first |
wlte' whom rumor says that he did not |
ioSe' ne is free and able to marry again.
Ahu 10 marry whom he pleases-whicb |
many men are not"
harsh note was audible in his voice.
The girl kept silent. She was still gazing
toward the west. where the light was
growing faded and dull. 1t seemed to |
her, suddenly, that if she listened long
TO Mr.. Hannington's worldly wisdom. life
also would fade in brightness as surely /
as that western sky. But Hanuington |
knew what he was doing; be had ar
effect to produce
What am l sayingP' he broke ont
with an accent of sudden self-reproach.
'inflictirg my hard, worldly maxims up-
'n you, who are so far above me-so far
removed from evil"
"Oh, please, Mr.. Harrington, do not
'alk in that wayr' said the girl. with
Dropping head and flushing cheeks. And
Ter-Stella Raeburn would not have been
| girl of nineteen if the hattery were
Iltogether distastefuL Mr.. Harrington
new that well enough.
II must tell you-before we separate"
70 said. in agitated tones, "that since ]
new you / have felt q different infu-
nee. j have felt as though q nobler,
igher life were possible. I have seen
hat your standard was higher than mine,
nd have wished-wished bitterly, ana
eel vainly-that l could attain it!' He
topped short as if emotion impeded his
tterance; and Stella attempted q few
lords of depreca ton.
81 am not worth such praise. can only
Iish that my own standard were high ,
p" she murmured.
"Forgive me If / say too much. Stella !
Dur friend call you, do they uot7
'ver hear it without remembering ell q
rts of poetic fancies, lines that poets j
we written, and fables that have been
Id about the stars. Will you forgive l
~ Y
so long as l have only poetic fancies il
forgive-it is not much!" said Stella, I
htly. But she rose from her seat a.
e spoke and began to move about the n
ck, where several other persons were b
ting or standing. Harrington knew b
IT he had gone far enough. The girl \
$ sensitive and perhaDA little proud. t.