The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1898-02-02

ne Ruueu' Inc poor cnlld loves
Louis as devotedly as he loves her.
She does not dream l surprised her
secret. She, like our brave boy, has
made brave fight But there is q
language of the eyes which is not to
be mistaken"
The fourth letter made a profound
sensation at the Grange. It begged
Mrs. Marriott to have everything
ready to receive Winnie Ware as
soon as she was able to travel-it
might be q fortnight's time, or at
longest, three weeks.
"We cannot leave her in q place OF
which she seems weary when the
doctor declares that change of scene
and little cheerful society will dc
more now than medicine" wrote Mr.
Marriott. Communication have passed
between the girls guardian and my.
self, and as have assured him that
we shall treat her as one Of our own
daughters, he willingly consents to
her leaving France"
''Can your father have yielded?"
said Mrs. Marriott, in consultation
with some of her children. "But no
never on that point of marriage with
those we know, those who come of a
thoroughly English home; and poor,
dear Winnie, in spite of her sweet
face and charming ways, belongs to
no one, as 7 may say. Yet this is ex'
posing Louis to severe ordeal.
cannot understand it. However, all
will be explained when the travellers
arrive"
"We will soon make her strong at
the Grange" cried Ursula, and she
at once scribbled off a note to hel
friend, begging her to get well enough
to travel as soon as possible.
But it was the last day of February
when that party of three reached
England.
Louis sprang joyfully out of the
hired closed carriage which conveyed
them from the station to the Grange.
How very glad and bright he looked,
How changed from the grave, de.
pressed man he had been for more
than q year. At the sight of him Mrs
Marriott asked herself again if her hus
band had yielded; but her knowledge
of his character compelled her to de-
| eide no.
1t was but very white and feeble
girl, looking like bundle of shawls
who was helped into the hall and ther
from the hall to the drawing-room-
the "little sanctum" she remembered
so well.
Nothing but the brown eyes re
mained OF the once brilliant and Lowell,
Winifred Ware, and yet her face wa
sweeter.
Mrs. Marriott was an accomplished
nurse, and the invalid was forced I,
rest on a couch and take some re
freshment before she attempted to g
upstairs to the room made ready TO
her.
Then Louis, standing behind he
with Ia certain air of proprietorshil
which told everything laid his hand ol
her shoulder.
"Father has given in!" erie
Ursula.
eyes," said Mr.. Marriott, with
smile. Triumph over me as yol
will; I have been convinced of m,
error, Ursie. Louis has deserved thi
happy ending to his love-story, an,
now all we have to do is to get read
for the wedding"
By dint of care and nursing Wini
fred got well, but she was long tim
about it-so long, that there was n
marriage festivity until after midsum
mer.
Aud then the young couple settle'
down in the west wing of the room,
old Grange, and Winnie became on
of the best loved of the numerou
daughters-in law, even though tn
neighbors always alluded to her as o
''no particular family. ."-Waverle,
Magazine.