The Jennings daily record., 1902-07-21

Win CnNUlSu QuGStioulus V"SS'nSS
seeking to find one friend amid the
great throng Of people
Poor child, she must vet learn that
one can walk through the busy streets
Of Boston for weeks, months-aye.
even for years, without meeting one
old friend, and yet it was strange, that
she had not a great many old friends
here, for Boston was the city OF her
nativity.
But the reason is easily told. Mr..
Villiars who was once a wealthy mer-
chant. had left Boston ten years be-
fore penniiess man. Little Vesta
alone was with him, his fair young
wife having died two years before his
fuilure.
Aud now Vesta has returned to BOs-
ton. and a beautiful girl she !s--rather
small and slight. with rich golden
brown hair which falls past her waist
in sllken curls. large, almond-shalted.
ttloughtfuI eyes--eyes that looked sad
and tender, even while the we'll
formed lips were locked in stern de-
termination and the fair cheeks dyed
with the flush of Indignation
And why has the fair young Nesta
returned alone and in this disturbance
cf mind?
We shall soon learn.
Mr. Villiars had gone to Frederick
ton when he left Boston and three
years after was again business.
About this time he married Mrs.
Huntington, widowed lady. who had
seen about thirty seven summers.
Mrs Huntington possessed fortune
OF few thousands and this united
to Mr. Villiars'S business talents and
present stock, set him firmly upon his
feet again.
Little Ncsta was now eleven years
old, and her Stepmother did nor wish
To have her at home; therefore, SHE
was sent to Il boarding school.
Eut the first year had hardly dra wn
10 close when she was summoned
huue Her fathers second wife had
died suddenly.
Two weeks elapsed before the day
on which NcSta arrived ut her home.
AS size drew near the house she saw
u little coffin carried out and placed in
coach: then followed her father and
tali. strange youth.
Entering the house noiSelessly and
nunlserved by Il side entrance she met
the old housekeeper and asked hrcath-
]essly:
Her baby is dead, too. is il not. Iu
liet:'
Yes replied the old woman, 'hn
it's safer with its mother than ere.
God help motherIess little girls. | say"
aud she laid her hand fondly on Yes
ta'S head.
III was little girl. then was it.
Juliet"
Yes. dear
But who is that young lad with
papa?"
Els wife's first child
'What?' exclaimed Nesta.
t. Yes dear" returned the old woman
cOmposedly, "the mistress sent for her
sOu to come home from college IL few
weeks after you We're sent off to please
her ladyship."
Did father know she had Il son? ]
never knew It,"
i! until he saw grown boy of nine
teen walk in and call his wife mother
and he took on bit for not being
told beforehand. But he's fairly fool
ish about the boy now said the house
keeper scornfully.
Perhaps he is good boy, Juliet"
20. suppose he's good enough. but
in a tp
his lip that I don't lIke-it don't speak
much good anyhow"
Five years rolled on and Mr.. Viiliars'
ssepson had grown to manhood.
Apparently he was Il frank. true
hearted person. but away beneath the
smooth. bright surface there dwelt a
hear, which was full of vice and de-
ceii His lips could smile and his
eyes beam kindly on you even while
his brain was plotting some dark deed
To ruin you.
Vrstn who was now Il beautiful girl
f of seventeen, admired his bright light
hearted ways. yet she saw "a some
thing" about him which prevented her
regarding him as a sincere friend.
what the something was she could
not fell-she liked to be with him. he
was so gay But she could never bring
herself to that sweet Interchange of
thoughts which entwlnes hearts SO
dearly.
Not so with her father--he was per-
fectiy wild about the handsome boy '
No one was half 50 noble. half SO
truthful as his "SOn Louis"
His every action. every thought. was
Known by the ;rtful Louis. and his
dearest wish was that Yesta and Louis
would marry.
Louis seemed to be delighted at the
idea, but Vesta said nothing, for she