The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1902-01-17

burst into tears and filtered through
her sobs:
You don't know what 1t Is to be the
wife Of a man who dominates your
Will I never have forgotten or ceased
to regret other things" Then she wip-
ed her eyes and said: "But, as far as
Harold goes, 1t is all over. He has
written to me. He Is rich--realIy rich.
He has made fortune in California,
and he is coming home to see me. He
Is In New York and win be here tomor-
row. The squire is pleased: the girls
are wild to see him; his little brother
is delighted"
She ran out Of the room again, look
ing young and happy, and ] sat down
to my machine, swallowing q great
lump that had risen in my throat.
He had not written to me. Well, l
was only servant, and he was rich
man now. They were rejoicing in his
coming for that reason-t the squire and
his children. He was very different
person from the poor Harold Robling
who went away.
Il expect he will give us lots of pres
ents," heard one Of the girls say.
IAN older brother who is rich is great
thing to have. We must pet him and
make him good natured."
ooh, yes" said the other. "When
girls have as stingy father as we
have generous elder brother Is q
godsend."
And Lob! II he returned In rags,
begging his bread, l should have well
coined him. cared for him, not for
his money. And IL he had returned
poor It was l to whom be would have
written, knew well. But 1 tried to
put the selfish thoughts away and re-
joice for his sake that he had pros
pered, even If he had forgotten his
little sister Dora.
The morrow came. AS sat at my
machine heard the sounds below that
told he had arrived. / heard his mother
cry out and the squire say heartily.
welcome home, my boyw and his
sisters squeal and giggle after a way
they had. Then the great drawing
room doors were closed shutting me
out.
/, who loved him so dearly, went
back to my room alone. uncared for.
wretched! felt as though my heart
would break. could no longer keep
back my tears. Half an hour passed;
then some one came to the door-a
servant who told me briefly that l
was wanted In the parlor
Trembling, duivering, feeling as l
had never felt before, obeyed the
summons opened the drawing room
door.
The squire stood before the fire, inn
portant as usual one hand in the
breast of his coat, the other waving
toward me as he uttered these words:
Dora, have sent for you because
Master Harold has returned and wish
es to meet faithful servant of the
family"
But before the words were out of
his mouth Harold, handsomer and lar
ger, but the same for all that-the very
Harold that | knew-rushed forward
and took both my hands and bent
down and kissed me.
81 told you. sir" he said, 'that
wanted to see Dora, the dearest being
alive to mel Such words as you utter
cannot permit you to speak as though
they were mine. You have never re-
ceived any Of my letters, Dora, but
hive guessed why"
II never have received letter, Har-
old" answered.
$50 / thought" said he 1--WE will
not ask who kept them from you.
have no wish to quarrel with any one,
but you were my only friend years ago
when I went out into the world home
less and penniless. and have come
now to ask you to share with me the
home that can now offer to you"
"Share your home, Harold?" cried
the squire. 1.-THE girl is not your sis
ter. 1T can't be done. 1t would be i'm
proper!''
II am glad. sir, that the girl Is not
my sister," replied Harold, "for she is
the girl want for my wife, and here,
before you all, ask her for her heart
and hand. and proud shall be if she
will give them to me-"
could not answer. but he saw all
felt in my face and led me away with
him.
There was no quarreling People like
the squire and his family never offend
rich people, and am the happiest wo-
man living.