, 1898-12-27
A CASTLE in SPAIN.

mrs. p"ranucOurC BevlngtOn mad
planned it all u in her mind from the
first meeting, when they would instant
ly fall in love with each other, to the
wedding bells and flowers and music.
There was only one drawback to this
delightful 'chateau en- spagne," and
that tremendous obstacle was Miss
Beatrice Grandcourt Bevington, the
alternate joy and despair of her grand
mothers heart.
ut is no use arguing or commanding
or p~ersuading, " said Mrs. Bennington to
herself, with a sigh. "If she won't, she
won't, so it is just SO much breath
wasted to try either way"
Now, the plain facts of the case are
these: Mrs. Bennington had that morn.
ing received "A letter from an old friend
"a friend whom she had not seen in
years, in fact since she was 20 and he
20. Can you guess why? A misunder-
standing, a girls basty action, a mans
wounded pride and n parting. Forty
five years had elapsed, and now he had
written to say that his grandson was
visiting in the neighborhood and would
be honored by permission to call. His
grandson She could hardly realize that
now he was old, nearly 20 in fact. To
her he had always appeared as in days
Of yore.
You, Of course, car fathom Mrs.
Bevington's plans that these two young
persons should marry. After all, what
could be nicer? she thought. And per-
haps that would in a measure make up
for her own lost happiness, for, though
these memories were nearly half a cen
fury old, Mrs. Bennington thought still
with a sigh and a misty fear of what
Knight have BEEN"
And Beatrice, her darling. dearer
even than her own children had been,
with her naughty, impulsive, loving
spirit, whose life was like an April
day, smiles and tears-would her life
also be spoiled by hasty action, which
tendency she inherited from her grand
mother and father?
After "a great deal of thought Mrs.
Bennington came to the wise conclusion
that .'least said soonest mended, " and
therefore determined to say nothing
whatever to Beatrice about the expected
guest, his grandfather, or her own
Wishes, hopes II Tears.
The long expected day came at last,
and the guest was to arrive in time for
dinner. Beatrice looked in amazement
at her. grandmother as she an~xiously
asked her what she intended to wear
that evening. what flowers she preferred
and wouldn't she do her hair up in her
favorite way?
"Is any one coming, grandma asked
Beatrice, little thinking of the plan
that was being Matched by the stately,
dignified lady.
MRS. Whitby and the doctor, F" re.
piled Mrs. Bennington, feeling a guilty
qualm as she hid the fact that she also
expected another guest. but you
know, dear, it seems to me that lately
You have not been SO particular about
coming in early to dress for dinner and
have therefore had to hurry"
Beatrice blushed and looked rather
frightened.
The afternoon dragged YEARLY away.
The heat was go intense as to make
driving or walking an impossibility,
and Mrs. B%evington had not the liking
for the woods possessed by Beatrice,
who had disappeared after lunch and
would moi be seen until after dinner
time.
As it grew cooler Mrs. Bevington
walked slowly down the forest road,
thinking to meet Beatrice on her way
home, but her courage soon gave out.
and she sat down to rest on the pretty
little seat that had been put up for
Beatrice and which she called her
bower.
As she sat there, resting and dream
ing, the clear, dulcet tones of Beatrice's
voice struck her ear, with the accom-.
paniment of n man g voice which seemed
altogether strange to her.
Zone of the child's friends. +" thought
the grandmother. with an indulgent
smile.
Beatrice was n great ~favorite with
the superior sex.
She rose from her seat as the speak
ors approached her retreat ana ieisurely
advanced to meet them. But to her nor
ror and amazement, instead Of seeing
some familiar form. she saw n tall,
handsome trauger actually catch her
own granddaughter, Miss Beatrice
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kiss her in u way that made. Mrs. Bev-
hgton feel, in spite Of her anger, IN
d~iRnation and disgust, what the boys
call ..chokey."
"Goodby, my darling, he whisper
ed in a caressing tone. 81 shall see you
this evening"
cat what time shall ! expect you?"
asked Beatrice.
"Apy time between and III, he
replied, and with more caressins words
and sweet looks they parted, he going
back through the woods and she return
ing home.
Mrs. Bevington eat down, feeling
quite faint. Was this how her castle H.
Hunin vss to end-to burst like q bub,
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