Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1901-06-06

Darncombe Cliff hotel. The man was
about IS years of age, powerfully built,
with strong, good-looking face and
bronzed complexion. His companion
was young and radiantly-pretty girl,
not more than 21.
They stroIled for some moments in
SILENCE. The man, with his hands
thrust deep in the pockets of his jack
ct, was thinking hard, thinking OF the
thing that had happened to him.
He was in love-in love with the girl
who was walking SO calmly by his
side. And it could have no result! 1t
was impossible!
They had come to seat on the cliff,
and the girl touched him lightly on
the arm. He awoke from his reverie
with a start.
''Shall we sit down for moment?'
she said. "You haven't told me half
of what want to know, YETI
He dropped into the seat by her
side. Below them was the sea, it's rip
ping surface glittering under the light
of the moon.
"You can't think" she continued,
smiling at him frankly. show dread
fully nervous I was when Cyril told
me you were coming to England!'
Dalyell forced smile.
"Had he drawn such terrible pic
ture Of me, then?"
"Oh, no! He is very proud of you
proud of what you have done. But +
thought that, perhaps" she hesi-
tated, and her eyes fell on her engage
ment ring, "that perhaps you would
not approve of his choice"
A sudden cold feeling crept over
him. ST., .s...
'.Who could help loving him?" she
cried. eagerly. "He is so good - so
clever, so handsome!" She paused.
weren't you pleased, after all these
years, to find him as he is?'
Her face, sparkling with enthusi-
asm, was turned appealingly to him.
He looked at her for second. then
pulled himself together and lied
bIavely.
Eyes; he is brother any man would
be glad to own!" he said, in voice
that seemed strange to him.
She did not notice it, however. Her
cheeks were flushed, and she laughed
softly.
81 didn't know the world held such
happiness!'' she said, in a low tone.
GAS what?" He could not resist the
question.
'The joy of being loved by Cyril, and
the prospect of being his wife,! she
said, proudly.
He turned his face away, that she
might not see the bitter look that had
crept to it. Years ago, when hardly
more than boy, he had gone abroad.
He had worked hard, was clever, and,
best of all, lucky. In few years his
means were considerable, and, his faith
er dying, he had made an allowance
of some hundreds year to his aunt
for the purpose of educating his young
er brother. With these funds he was
sent to college, but his career there
was not particularly brilliant. Then
It was discovered that he had crav-
ing for art, and he was given the best
opportunities. Dalyell, to whom
money was now but a secondary OBJ
ject, good-naturedly continued the al
]owance. Occasionally Cyril wrote en-
thusiastic letters about his progress.
but they always contained request
for more money, and Dalyell, sitting
alone in his bungalow some thousands
of miles away, would smile contemptu-
ously and sign check.
Immediately on landing, Cyril had
insisted on dragging him down to
Darncombe, where Madge Escott, to
whom he had lately become engaged,
and her aunt were staying. They had
been together day or two, then Cyril
had gone to London to execute COM
mission for portrait, leaving him be-
hind, and for ten days he had prac-
ticallv been alone with her. She felt
that Cyril had left him in her care.
and had devoted all her time to him:
and this had been the result-he had
fallen madly in love with her!
'May I tell you secret?' ...
He gave slight start as her gentle
voice fell on his ears. He turned his
head, and saw a shy smile had crept
over her pure young face.
"Do.'' he said, with an effort.
"Cvril said last week. she went on,
"that he is making so much money
at his painting that he wants the mar
rage to be next MONTH"
He felt slight SILVER run through
him. His brother was lying even to
her. He knew very well that his earn
ings from his brush formed but the
slightest part of his income. For the
rest be was dependent upon him.
.You will, of course, be his bes:
man. she cried. gayly. "And you'll
have to come and stay with us-very,
5ery often!"
Dalyell made up his mind.
81 am very sorry" he began, hating
". "But-f'm afraid / shall not be
able to stop for the MARRIAGE
Her eyes opened in amazement.
Not stop for the marriage?" she
repeated. 'Why?"
He hesitated for moment, then
faced her resolutely.
Il find l shall have to go back to
India he said. between his teeth.
There are lot of important things
to be seen to, and-well, I have decided
to leave next week." he finished,
abruptly.