The Saint Paul globe., 1899-02-12

Evidently she was her mothers own daugh-
ter, and if Mrs. FitZsimmons thought she was
going to keep the brilliant little creature in
the schoolroom much longer, she would prob
ably find herself mistaken.
CHAPTER III.
A more impulsive man might have sacri-
feed common sense and reason to loves blind
belief in the adored object; a colder one
might have found 1t easy to struggle against
loving woman whorl his reason-on the tes-
tln.ony of his own eyes-accused of theft
But Clement Murray too much man
of the world to give way wholly to impulse,
and too naturally warm hearted to Judge
coldly where his every instinct prompted him
to love.
Then reason turned traitor and conspired
against him.
When common sense whispered that he had
seen his missing envelope in the girls hand
reason murmured obstinatey of subsequent
opportunities for estimating her character.
Now that he saw her frequently, did she
carry out his idea of a common thief?
He fingered at Hamton, finding the trout
stream that ran through Mrs. Ftzsimmons'
grounds, singularly seductive. =
Every day, the hour of one brought Maisie
Fitzsimmons to inquire into the question of
SPORT and it was Miss Morton's duty to ac-
company her pupil.
Maisie was by means the child her fond
parent liked to imagine her.
The mind, inside the fairy-ike head was
stored with romantic lore, and was bent at
this time on providing her governess with a
wealthy and adorable husband.
The young lady had desire for a husband
of her own just yet.
She intended to marry of course but she
also intended not to bestow herself too readily
on any man.
! Her experience of human nature had all
ready taught her that the more difficult a
| thing is to obtain the more desirable it ID
pears.
| Therefore she prepared, mentally, consider
able anxiety and doubt for the man she
should some day honor with her preference.
| But Miss Morton was a horse of another
color altogether.
| To begin with, she owned to being twenty
J ears old, and, to seventeen, twenty suggests
the idea of approaching middle-age. Also,
had not Maisie been promised that Miss
Merton should be her last governeSS-that the
remainder of her education should be carried
on by masters only-and that, for companion,
she should have the only girl she had ever
cared two straws about, the daughter of a
friend of Mrs. Fitzsimmons who had made an
imprudent marriage, and who had further
been imprudent enough to bring six daugh-
ters into a world already too we'll stocked
live?
This companion would have to be paid, and
Mrs. FitZsimmons declined to pay her in
addition to a governess, Maisie's duty to
herself and to her beloved friend was clearly.
to get rid of Miss Morton as quickly as pos
sble
Maisie had not studied the men and women
who crowded her mothers drawing-room for
nothing.
Wholly ignorant of the child's keen obser-
walton, more than one pair of lovers had
acted out their little drama to happy or un-
happy close with those young eyes watching
them. And her favorite study was
brought to bear on the diligent fisherman
who came day after day to fish for trout and
who was quite Indifferent whether or no he
caught any.
Masie soon decided that he was in love
with her governess, and that the match would
be an excellent one for Miss Morton.
Mr.. Murray rich tolerably good-look-
ing, every inch gentleman, and a nice man
nto the bargain.
| What more could pennless girl of twenty
desire in a husband?
So, after the stereotyped inquiry: What
port today Mr.. Murray?" the Juvenile
ntrigante would wait until her two elders
were started interesting topic of con-
versation, and would then wander to a little
distance with air of angelic innocence
which deceived Miss Morton, at any rate
1t was wonderful how much Clement
Murray found to say to the girl who had
stolen his notes, and how much he enjoyed
saying it.
Sometimes, while talking to her. he would
forget the notes altogether, and at such times
he supremely happy, for there was no