Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1897-08-06
WlLLFUL EMILY. !
BY JENNY WREN.

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hnON'T, Miss Emily, dear, DON'T"
IL urgently pleaded with the
willful young beauty who had so i'm
petuously been relieving her mind of
certain matters resting somewhat hear-
ily thereon. I was only housekeeper
at the Hall, but from long and faithful
service, and the fact that the girl who
had lust thrown herself in such care
less grace at my feet had lost her
mother when almost too young to re-
member her, 1 felt more privileged
than perhaps my position otherwise
would explain. Not child OF my very
own could be nearer my heart than was
the spoiled, lovely little mistress of
Carlton Grange. The squire was too
busy with his chase, his hounds and
horses to spare much time to the treas
ure which in reality lay nearest his
heart. To give her her own way, TO see
her always beautifully dressed at the
head of his table, to view with proud
eye the slight, graceful figure perched
fearlessly upon some favorlte horse,
to allow no one to cross her from her
infancy-here he considered the duties
of a father ended, and certainly, so far
as begetting a most ardent love be-
tween the two, it worked admirably,
though, as to the real good of my lady,
l am by no means sure.
And why mote" she questioned, in
answer to my protest. Il don't love
him. IL hate him.
She was speaking of her cousin Ar
thur, but as she finished, the pretty
head, which had borne itself so de-
family, went down on my lap, and the
burst of tears which followed disproved
the truth of her assertion.
No one could have seen the two to-
gether and not acknowledge their fit
ness for each other. Although but
cousins second time removed, faint
likeness was perceptible, but Arthurs
mouth Indicated greater frmness, and
the will which was so necessary in the
encounters between the two. He was
the only one who did not give up to
Misc Misc Emily, who sometimes thwarted
her, but always so gently, SO tenderly,
yet, withal, SO firmly, that I think here
in lay the very secret of his charm.
There was no regular engagement be-
tween them, but it was an understand
ing for all that, although half the
young gentlemen in the county We're
contestants for the prize, but, save lit
tie harmless coquetry. she gave them no
encouragement.
I could but smile as I stroked her
pretty golden-brown hair, while yet
her head lay in my lap, at the very
April shower which was all of grief my
darling had ever known, for, ere I had
quite finished my few words of COM
fort. applied I scarcely knew to what.
she had once more sprung to her feet.
and in a few moments | could hear her
sweet voice carolling through the halls.
Then under my window | heard the
imperative order to the groom: Saddle
Bess, Tom, and bring her round at
once
"She's hardly fit TO ride. miss, this
afternoon" the man respectfully an
swered. She's skittish at the best of
times, and she's been so long unused
I'm most afraid she'd prove too much
for you.'
"All the BETTER" was the reckless an
swer. Bring her round at once
CHANGING from my window as the
voices reached my ear. l saw Mr.. Ar
thur sauntering up the walk. He
quickened his step a little as he over
heard the discussion, saying, very
quietly, as he approached:
surely, Emily, YOU will not be so
cl rs
must not think of such thing
The girl turned haughtily toward
him, surveying him a moment in 81
lence; then, as though remark were I'M
necessary, turned again to the groom:
do as you are bid. Tom. l will now
dress"
Emily, for my sake!'' heard him
say in low tone, but the contest of the
morning in which her will had been
forced to bend made her determined
now"
"You are OBTAINING me, Mr. Traf-
ford" she answered. Il shall have
barely time for my ride''
''You must not, Emily: indeed YOU
must not. My uncle would not wish it,
and III his absence I must prevent it,"
The color famed like crimson rose
into the girls cheek.
How dare you:' she exclaimed,
stamping her little foot. ''How dare
you speak SO to me? If you have ever
considered yours the right. it is can
celed from this moment Heaven help
the woman you would make your wife!
She would be your slave. Give her my
warmest sympathies, Mr.. Traford; /
cannot offer my congratulations
The young mans fact flushed hotly,
and he shrank from the words as from
a blow, but he had no time to answer,
for Miss Emily had already flown past
him into the house, and saw him turn
and walk slowly to the stables.
In a few seconds more the groom
brought the prancing animal. molding
firmly to the bit while Miss Emily |
sprang lightly into the saddle. She |
seemed such very feather to manage