Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1902-02-06
lump that had risen in my throat.


He had not written to me. Well,
was only a servant, and he was rich
man now. They were rejoicing in his
coming for that reason 1.-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.
''An older brother who is rich is a great
thing to have. We must pet him and
make him good natured."
"Oh yes" said the other. "When
girls have as stingy a father as We
have a generous elder brother is q
godsend."
And I-ohI If he returned in rags
begging his bread, | should have well
coined him. I cared for him, not for
his money And If he had returned
poor it was | to whom he would have
written. | knew we'll But | tried to
put the selfish thoughts away and re-
joice for his sake that he had pros
percd. even if he had forgotten his
little sister Dora.
I The morrow came. AS / sat at my
machine | heard the sounds below that
told he had arrived. | heard his mather
cry out and the squire say heartily,
welcome home, my bov and his
sisters squeal and GigS.- after way
they had Then the great drawing
room doors were closed, shutting me
out.
l, who loved him so dearly, went
back to my room alone, uncared for,
wretchedl | 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 !
was wanted in the parlor.
Trembling quivering. feeling as /
had never felt before, l obeyed the
summons. | opened the drawing room
door,
The squire stood before the fire, i'm
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 a 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 l
wanted to see Dora. the dearest being
alive to me! 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 I
have guessed why"
81 never have received a letter. Har-
Old answered.
$50 | thought" said he eve 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 | went out into the world home |
less and penniless. and l 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. "The girl is not your sis |
ter 1t can't be done. 1t would be i'm |
properr'
81 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 I be if she |
will give them to me-"
/ could not answer but he saw all
felt in my face and led Inc 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