Daily capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1896-1899, 1899-01-12
,hlch have always existed between

which have always existed between
US"
81 think 1t is making too much OF
little thing, Ella. YOU VIII sign
II, of course
"No. dear. Do 10 for me--only lnl-
tials. How singular that they should
be alike, is IL not-Ella Stanton aud
Elinor Savllle? There. now, dear,
just run upstairs and see IL Louise
has mended that lace tore last
night"
A moment more and Ralph stan
tons simple, honest letter lay open
before her. jealousy had qulckened
her memory. she knew IL by heart.
RefoldIng II, she inclosed 1t with
that other in an envelope addressed In
Nellle's pretty, graceful caligraph TO
Ralph Stanton, ESQ.," and sealed IL
carefully.
II was Decessary to destroy the
missive originally Intended for Ralph,
and to indite another one to Mr..
Graham II discovery was TO be avoided.
Two years later, DR.. Stanton was
journeying northward. The London
season was over and the famous ply
sician had been on the point OF start
ing for his holiday-wher he was
summoned by Telegram to Sir Christie.
pher Knott, wealthy patient brim-
ming over with gout and crotchets.
Thinking? IL was dreaming
Of a slim, petite figure and fluffy
golden hair aud Rlorlously blue eyes
Yes, though she had refused him he
loved her still. Her home was at
Grimstone.
Would he see her ? What folly
Doubtless she was married, and, II
not, had she not told him In the cruel
little letter, which now even now In
the breast pocket OF his coat, that
IL could never he?
"Grimstone ! Grlmstone !" shouted
porter, and go his reflections came 20
an end, but only TO awaken into lively
interest. From second-class car.
rIage u girl alighted--a girl Ia neat
little hat and gray dust cloak. Under
meath that hat was plquant little
face and clustering fringe OF hufiy
golden curls.
Nellie was alone la the drawing
room. Suitors has wOoed In vain. She
was the orthodox clergyman's daugh.
ter, with her duties 20 perform as
they rose fresh each day, and In the
past nameless Disappointment,
Her thought had turned on that
visit TO Oakbrook two years ago when
the waiting maid brought In a card
I'D, Stanton"
"This is, Indeed, a pleasant sur
prise, she said with rosy flush that
told It's own atory. ~ am sorry
mamLla Is not aJ home"
al am staying IN the neighborhood
Professionally and could no. leave
without calling on you IL Is the
privilege Of friendship, and you de-
sired that we continued friends"
Nellie looked puzzled.
81 do not understand you. What
do you mean %
II beg your pardon for the alluslon,
Miss Sayille, but you can not have for.
gotten? The words we're In your let
uer-a letter / have kept because
you wrote IL, In spite OF It's contents"
Indeed, you are under a mistake,
l never wrote 70 you Ia my life"
Then you never wrote this or re-
ceiVed this?"
And he placed in her. hands the
TWO unfortunate letters.
When the prlmroses looked like
stars In the grass and the air was
filed with the odor OF vlolets, a we'd
ding took place at GrImstone church,
And three mOnts later a society jour
nal announced that Mrs. Stanton,
widow of the late George Stanton,
Esq, OF Melton Willows, Berks, had
bestowed her heart aud hand upon
Count Horenza, an impecunious ltal-
ian Dooleman.-Waverly.