Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1898-04-28
Won by Waiting.
EDNA LYALL,
Continued.


.---,ard2 Do not walk up and down
,r,a that. all alone; | want you to tell
ms what is troubling you-what you
-a thinking about"
L7s crossed the room then, and bent
s,v.r to kiss her, his resolution made.
II am thinking, cherie," he said
4-ayaIv that this state of things can
mot go on any longer, or you will be
Ill.,
Esperance could not deny it, and
gsspard continued;
~ only see one thing to be done,
and that is about the last thing in
the world | should wish to do"
You do not mean to go back to
pqris2" asked Esperance, anxiously,
No. indeed! that would be useless,
and besides, our father did not wish
rs TO be there No Esperance, l was
thinking of something far harder-we
must ask our uncle, Dean Colinson,
10 help us.
He paused Esperance started up
with sudden energy, her pale cheek
flushing crimson.
Ask for help--that is to say,
money? A De Mabillon turn into a
beggar! 1t is impossible you mean it,
Gaspard!'
A week or two ago, cherie, j
should have scoffed at the very idea
as YOU do now but when | see you
gradually growing thinner and weak
err as you know well you have done
lately-then, darling, love conquers
even pride"
Esperance was touched, but not
convinced.
TO ask help of the very man who
.nsulted her father 1t is too hard!
Gaspard, | would rather starve than
take his money
But ! cannot let you starve, dear"
replied Gaspard, quietly; Eve must
nope the dean will have the delicacy
not to relieve us by actual money.
Perhaps he may be able to find me
some employment. or he might offer
10 send you to school, At any rate i
shall write to him"
Esperance saw that he was quite
determined, and attempted no more
arguments.
She went early to bed and then
Gaspard took paper and pen, and sat
down to his hard task 1t was long
before he was sufficiently calm to
write: his whole being recoiled from
such painful humiliation. He
shrunk from the idea of being under
an obligation to such complete
stranger. More than once he was on
the point of giving it up altogether,
but each time the thought of Esper-
ance checked him-for her sake he
must do it.
He found himself so much fettered
by his scanty knowledge of English,
that after due consideration he began
anOher letter in his own tongue;
this was much more successful, and
though every stroke of the pen was
sore effort to him, he was not alto
gether dissatisfied with it on reading
it over. Esperance should read it the
The post, and if she approved it should
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What kind of a reception awaited
t. he wondered.
The warm summer sunshine was
7ooding a somewhat sombre room in
he Rilchester Deanery, one morning
toward the end of May. In spite of
he heavily mullioned windows and
The uncompromising crimson curtains,
which did their best to obstruct the
ght, the sunbeams forced an en-
rance, and played exultingly round
The book-lined walls, and about the
silyery head of an old gentleman who
was porting over an Astronomical
chart outspread on the table.
He was a fine-looking old man, tall
and well-made, and though his fore
mead was wrinkled with age and much
study. there was a keenness in his
1eep-set gray eyes which would seem
10 have belonged to a much younger
man. He was evidently quite en-
crossed with his chart, for some one
without knocked repeatedly at his
iD0r before he answered.
The abstacted Come in had
arcely been uttered, when the door
1pened with some impatience, and
all. commanding-lookin lady, en-
cred, with a packet of letters in her
and.
Good-morning. father. have
lrought you your letters; there are
not many, you will get through them
=tore breakfast"
The dean looked up with a sigh.
hat terrible institution, the
2ostl ii has become a curse instead
H blessing Rowland Hill little
bought what he was about when he
Introduced the penny postage. The
-'Fner Deans of Rilchester we're
Fared all these tiresome applications
had begging letters, ami without any
Increase OF stipend am annoyed
lree times a day. 1t is a great
rial Cornelia!''
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