Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1898-07-02

that destiny that shapes our ends, rough.
hcw them tow we will do believe In Il.
II you speak Of that blind chance that
people talk Of as ruling every act Of their
own mad, purposclcss lives, do not be-
lievc In It. We have each the holding Of
our own fortune, more or less; but we
are only wofkmcn, when all IL said and
done. And as we do our work, and fill
our place In the plan Of the great Master,
SO our reward will be-"
The girl looked at him and flushed hot.
". In all her gay, fctcd life, no man had
ever spoken to her like this. She never
remembered her mother, and her father
had died before she was born; SO that In
all the world there had been no one who
cared to speak seriously to this willful,
pcttcd Dulcic.
"Ah. you are good" she snid, with a
long-drawn. quivcring sigh; "and that
makes everything seem 90 different to you.
But for people who are not good, people
like me, you Notwithstanding to make her
words seem less serious--"it Is often very
hard 10 know what ones proper place Is,
much less to fill 1t we'll"
The syntnx was rather confused, but
the meaning was plain enough to him.
TO thine own self be true, and 1t must
follow. rs the night the day. thou canst
not then be false TO any man. That was
only u worldling's reading Of the divine
command. Love God. and thy neighbor
as myself We can't he true to our.
Selves" he snid, very low and gently, not
looking Mt the girls troubled face, but
past 1t ut The quiet sky, ''unlcss we are
true to our Master. 1f we are true TO
Him. believe inc lie will give us our pro.
per places, and show us what work to do"
Heavy tears were In her eyes. her lips
trcmbled. 4omcthing In her heart, willful
enough, yet not hardened, warmed to-
ward this man, who. without seeming to
preach to her. yet spoke SO frankly.
She held her hand out to him almost
shyly.
'Thank You. Mr.. Fleming; I shall not
forget yors words"
At that moment Percy Stnnhopc came
sauntcring toward them. He was bare.
headed, and on the grass his footsteps
were innudible.
I'VE wondered where you had both got
to"-droppng on to the bench lnnguidly.
WINS II wise OF you to stay out so long
In that light dress, Miss Lcvcsquey'-
looking at her bare thront and arms,
which the lace rufiles could not hide.
"Pcrhnps II was not wise: but 1t has
been very pleasant"
As she turned away, Hugh Fleming
saw white paper slip from the folds Of
her trnih. 1t WINS her unclc's letter.
"You have lost this. I bclieve"--lifting
II and holding II toward her.
"Miss 1evesque In rather In the habit
Of dropping her letters about" Percy
Stanhope interposc,l.
"lndccd! Whit makes you say that
"Well'-laughinR dryly-'you would
have lost that one, but for Hugh; and IL
I nm not mistaken I found a letter Of
yours on Brierton Common this after.
nOun."
They were walking slowly toward the
house. bot ut this she stopped.
III you found letter OF minc." she
said. excitcdls, ''why have you not re.
turned ity''
Hugh Fleming looked ut her. Q little
surprised at her vehemcncc, but Percy
Stanhopc smiled mnliciously.
u have only waited for an opportunity
70 do no."
"Thcn give II to the now"-impcriously.
Her facc was pale. her eyes glOwed.
shS uc uuuUSNb ~ w ucTs suc WWhsu tutO
his eyes. The rage In them had fright.
cned her.
Had he read Il? she wondered. No,
surely not! lie was too true gentleman
for that.
but. when she looked at the letter that
night In her own room, she found that
II was without It's envelope. In that case
he must have read Il partly, or he would
not have known to whom II belonged.
Hot bushes dyed her face nc the thought.
What must he have thought OF her. as he
read tho foolish. fond words Of the writer,
for whom. he knew only too well, she did
not care u straw?
AT all events" she said to herself. try.
Ing to find some comfort, ''he will know
I am not going TO break my heart for
him. Julian Care Ii worth a dozen Of
him. dare say. and perhaps I shall think
50 some day"