The Red Cloud chief., 1898-12-02

tions or OF any other mans. But,
lacking this knowledge, I must con
fess that glance and that appeal In the
circumstances would have savored to
me Of coquetry--of a spirited and dan
gerous kind. Poor child, how little
I understood her-how coarso and
merciless had been my Judgment
i've never done her any harm that
I know of. I'm sure: and people don't
as q rule find It so very hard to like
me. Paul." she added. with a childish
wistful sigh.
"They don't, heaven knows they
don'tv l muttered, moving hastily
away.
"Good-by. Paul-good-by. brother. I
may call you that?" she whispered,
laying her hand on my arm. OBTAINING
me. "oh, II you had not gone away
If you had not left me-left me-"
FLUSH. hush" I broke In thickly.
covering her hot hand with kisses.
We've must not think Of these
things now. Edie."
Half way across tho lawn ] met my
wife strolling languidly towards me.
where have you bcen?" she asked,
with a slight frown. IL have been
looking for you everywhere-round by
the paddock. stables, garden"
mot around by the cedar walk. my
love-"
"Oh, you we're there7"
Eyes; smoking a couple OF cigars
for the last hour or so since I left the
drawing-room."
"Then you must have met Miss Stop
ford going home: she left me nearly
an hour ago."
Miss Stopford --Edio? Let me
see. Yes, Of course I met her! VIVA,
a lovely evening 1t Is! Suppose we
take a turn by the river before din.
ner?" I suggested hastily; and. she as
senting, we turned towards the wood
that bordered my property south and
west. watered by the briskest. cleares,
trout stream In Yorkshire. fringei
with fern, forget-me-not and moss
covered boulders. against which the
water fretted unsteady, and break
ing into bubbling cascades drowning
the voice Of wood pigeon. blackbird
and thrush that haunted the hazel
thicket through which Helen was du'
tifully breaking a way for me.
what n hurry II Is in this even.
ing-worse than ever!" she remarked
when we stood arm in arm by the wa.
ter. you stupid, stupid little stream
to be In such q fume to reach that foul
smoky town! Don't you feel you're
we'll OF, hemmed in by these fragrant
banks. serenaded by thrush and black
bird. bedded with sparkling ~pebblesr
About d mile further down the lit
tie Col, swelled by some tributary
streams Of baser origin. lost Its crys
tai identity and, after being merciless
ly scourged and threshed by tn,
spokes OF mighty machinery. passei
through the manufacturing town o
Shorten and. flowing eastward In
porter-colored Hood. emptied itself In
to the German ocean.
YES" I assented. languidiy throw
Ing myself upon the grass and iightinI
a cigar. 1T does seem in a c~onfounde,
hurry; look. Nell. at that beech leaf
what a rate It's travelling at, by Jove!
II wonder II 1t will reach tho sc:
tonight-heigho" unused Helen. VIII,
never could look at the fairest streal
Of fresh water without longing TO
salt.
"Reach the sea tonight-that leaf
You silly girl! Nell. would you lik'
to hear q story"
Eyes. II it's q pretty one."
TITS all In a minor key. like mos
true tales. Sit down beside me an,
I'll begin. Once upon q time Their,
lived up In that red house where 20,
and /, l trus., my dear. will grow gra!
together. q young lady named Cecil,
Dennys."
"Oh. it's a family lcgend?"
Eyes; Miss Cecily was my great
gr~and-aunt, and a famous beauty II
her time. I have q miniature Of he
somewhere, I must show It to you
She had a score or so Of lovers an
suitors Of all ages and degrees, anon
them some of tho most eligible bach
elors In the county. The eldest Sol
of the duke, a most gallant and pol
ished gentleman. proposed to her; blu
she would have nc one but young Ron
aid Heynshaw OF the Grange below
that stone house among the trees
where we called the other day-a ma
whom her parents and friends mos
senslbly disapproved Of. for younI
Ronald had an evil reputation. an
lad squandered q large slice OF tn
property after he came Of age.