The Somerset reporter., 1899-11-16
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we'll"
you were always a rum chap. you
know" said his friend. 81 cant think
how 1t is people don't see through
you"
Needham paused In the act of putting
some coal on the fire. 81 have Away
had my Ideals" he said zone of them
was to be loved and married for myself
alone. My father being out In Canada
made ii easy for me to sink my identi
ty. And I've had an ideal existence
too" LIE added. Its rather fun to be
snubLed when you know it is unneces-
sary."
Grosvenor looked thoughtfully into
the fire. II had ideals. too. once upon a
time" he said. Il would have died for
any of them any day. The difficult part
was to live up to them"
Don't outllve them, old fellow" said
Needham. 1T is mistake. When the
real shines in the reflected glory of the
ideal, it is always the better for it,"
do you really think soP asked
Grosvenor as he got up. 81 am off to
bed now. Ii | stay up any longer you
will be persuadlng me to follow your
example, and | don't think should
find it as amusing as you did"
The next morning Randall Needham
was coming back from giving a lesson
when he saw Cecil Carwithen in front
of him. She was carrying her violin
case and looked white and tired
You must let me have that" he said
masterfully. pointing to the case. And
now tell me why you are looking SC
pale this morning"
A slight flush mounted to her brow
Il am tired" she said briefly.
That isn't all" he replied.
At this moment Mrs Ranter bore
down upon them. She cut the girl
and bowed Jelly to Needham. 1t would
not do for her to offend him, Kate was
beginning to play the violin SO well
under his careful tuition.
Cecil" said the man, possessing
himself of her hand, you know love
you dear. Couldn't you make up YOU
mind TO marry me some day.
It's no use she said sadly. "My
parents would never consent"
oh, yes they wouldp'-in a triumph
ant tone.
Our lives lie in different directions, .
objected the girl
"But | make enough to keep YOU,
urged Needham. You need never dc
a stroke of work. And | am not com
mon nor vulgar, whatever my father
may be. Cecil. say you love me"
The girl looked at him. and he read
the answer in her brown eyes. Then
she seized her violin out of his hand
and fled, leaving him staring stupidity
after her, with IA whole world of joy
on his face.
For the next week neither of them
saw each other. Randall Needhan
went away suddenly the day after
and staid away, 10 the surprise of his
pupils dor t was term timer, and til,
righteous Indignation of Mrs. Ranter
But what could one expect of IA man
like that she whispered confidential
ly to her bosom friend, Il lady Whose
great niece had married the great
nephew of ii baronet.
Tnndhom rama hocIl the dav after
this charitable remark had been made.
He was in deep mourning. and his first
visit was To General Carwthen Cecil
was in tho carbon and thither he
vnndnd his way oftnr the interview
WINS over
81 h,,.n comm ia claim, Won 4" no said
"U-h,t he's nlade father consent -
asl,od tl,o# .,i,l Tho tomas of lo,.# voice
wo-., iucradnloos
81 boyo Informed him of = few focts.
and nov mnst break thcm rpntIv Ia
Won answered he.
The wind Ind rudlrd Cecirs hair and
mo su,ootbed il ha.lk with II Iovino res.
ture
81 nm not hound 70 v.orl, for -. liz.
ing" Inc said. and
"NNellg" she onnried onxiously