Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1897-04-29

i VTuSV IL Will mot LEOuUie your IuOUBueo
again. have wandered blindly into the
FOOLS paradise. Miss O'Hara, and you
have brought me out-with rather need |
less haste and severity, may sayT
He 10 smiling quite brightly and easily
by this time, with NO trace of dismay or
displeasure in his tone or manner, only
little gentle Representatives,, whilst Mu-
riel is trembling with excitement, feeling
ashamed and frightened and very miser.
able.
Il beg your pardon" she says family,
in a half-choked voice. Il need not have
been rude"
You need not have been unkind," he
says quietly. Il was foolish enough to
fancy there was some feeling of real
friendly liking for me, real friendly trust
in me in your thoughts, apart from any
thing else."
Il beg your pardon Muriel repeats,
with difficulty keeping a sob out Of her
voice. She is SO horribly ashamed of her
self, so sorry, so angry, so miserable!
1T is granted freely" Major Llewellyn
rejoins calmly. Il do not exactly see," he
adds, with placid sarcasm that makes
| Muriel vince, what have done to pro-
| woke your enmity toward me, beyond the
| fact that l offered you the highest trib-
ute of regard and admiration which it was
| in my power to offer you. But let that
I pass. You are very young, Muriel,' he
says, with smile, land l am too old to
play the ideal lover of nineteen. That is
about it, dare say"
NO, indeed! No, indeed!' she says,
with impulsive eagerness to atone little
for her fault toward him. Il do not think
SO at air. this with fervor and enthu-
siastic Irshism that makes him smile
again, but secretly, as he looks at the
kindling light in her eyes and the shy,
fervent admiration of him that is visible
there. IL like you very well-that is
l should wish to be friends for Miles
sake"
They are standing on the soft, messy
sward, dappled with the yellow birch
leaves, when they pause, Muriel with
some shame and amazement, Eric with
hidden satisfaction.
Dear me-" she says, with shy, girlish
laugh, blushing wildly, and looking, as
she always does look, with that "celes-
tial rosy red" tint glowing through her
clear, fair whiteness, most temptingly
sweet and lovable, Il never minded,
did not notice when we came to the cross
roads! We must so home by the ruins OF
the old church now"
II have something to say to you. Mu-
riel, before we so home," Major Level
, Ign says, not abiding to the mistake in
their path, which indeed has been quite
voluntary on his side. II had good dea
to say to you when l followed you this
, evening"" he goes on, with slight, rather
reproachful smile. "a great deal l want
ed to tell you, and to consult you about
but you have simplified 1t all Cor me, ant
left me with nothing to say now except
this Do you wish me to make your
brother understand at once, and as plain
ly as you have made me understand it
that all promises and agreements made
this morning are NULL void, and as utter
ly at an end as if they never were though
!, Of? Or do you not think you could let hin
: down easy:" he says, smiling kindly ant
:, | persuasively. LET him find out by de
/, grees that we have changed our minds
and not disappoint and vex him in tn
: very same day that we had given hin
:, such pleasant hopes
II cannot deceive Miles," Muriel says
Grmly, though her face pales at tn
thought of his storm of anger and re
proaches.
J. Il had not the slightest intention o
: deceiving Miles," Eric retorts, 'beyon
the keeping silence for few days. as
3 leave Ireland tomorrow evening"
j. Leave Ireland?' Muriel calculate!
and swift dismay shadows all the fai
l. young face upturned to gaze on his
:. the soft evening light, and her eyes ar
= slimmering through thick-coming tears.
1t is as much as he can do to restrai
!. himself from snatching her to his hear
f. and closing the sweet, dewy, wistful eye
,. with a score of kisses. But he does r,
T. strain himself, and answers her as grave
ly as ever.
,r Eyes, and that is why l made the r.
Ia quest for Miles sake" he says, quietl.
II should write to Miles at the end of
h week or ten days, explaining everything
e. However," he says, watching the agita
O. ed young face closely, II bow to yor
=, decision to tell Miles this evening"
20 mo, no: not this evening" Muriel say
- hurriedly and unsteadily, in a half viii
per. Tomorrow, when you are gone,
IL will tell him myself"
:" Go be continued)