Omaha daily bee., 1903-04-11
THE REST OF THE STORY.

There's no bush in England" Then he
added to himself. And, by CAD, there are
no bush girls In England
Late that evening the Englishman rose
from a hammock chair on the veranda at
Cootra, after a long talk over affairs Of the
station with Grantham. the new manger.
by the way said Grantham. Regard
ing the girl-Miss O'MaIley. OF course, II
you think, Mr.. Carew. that she ought not to
remain here, I will arrange at once for"
well, I don't know" broke in Carew,
slowly. she seems attached to the place,
and is evidently absolutely trusting and
innocent as far as her father is concerned.
/ think, II you can manage it. you had bet
ter let me pay Mrs. Grantham some allow
ance, and"
II seel Very we'll, Mr.. Carew. Of course
we shall have no objection In the world to
her staying as long as she pleases."
Then the two men parted for the night,
and for a long time while Harry Carew
sat at his open bedroom window, looking
out across the wide back veranda of Cootra,
over the moist, sweet-smelling grass, to
where the Wydah hills doomed, dark and
billowy, against a feecy sky. sepia-splashed
by the moonlight, the fascinating lowell
ness Of 1t all. filtered into his mind slowly.
TITS very like that child. By Jovei Its
very like Aileen," he muttered, as at last
he turned away from the little square frame
through which he had seen this picture.
Carew woke very early nsx. morning.
when the sky over the Wydah hills was a
misty rift OF purple and gray. The home
stead was still and silent and asleep when
he looked out from his door down the
wide, shadowy hall. So he closed the door
again and stepped out through his bed
room window onto the veranda.
Just then the ELglishman noticed a horse
standing, saddled and bridled, at the door
Of one of the homestead's half dozen out
houses. The animal looked round as he
approached, and at that moment Aileen
appeared at the Clubhouse door holding a
ounce switch in her hand.
"oh, good morning. Miss O'Malley," said
Carew.
The girl smiled brightly as she passed
one slim arm through Darkey's bride.
Good morning." she replied. 'You
shouldn't call me Miss O'Malley,' though.
No one ever does that"
II beg your pardon. Aileen is 30 inf
nitely p%rettier. that IL suppose l should
have known, but for my English ignor-
ance. l wish I could follow your example
in the matter OF the morning ride, but my
FIRST experience makes me rather shy Of
venturlng out Alone"
well, why dom you catch Golddust,
there. and come with me? You could tako
Mr.. Grantham's saddle. He won't mind"
Under the circumstances, Carew thought
he might risk Mr.. Grantham's displeasure.
Five minutes later he was cantering along
by Darkey's side toward the lower slopes
OF the Wydah hills.
That ride by the side Of this strange,
beautiful child Of the bush. was the first,
and perhaps to Carew, the p~leasantest of
a long series Of morning and evening wan
derings about Cootra. To the girl 1t was
the beginning Of all things. And as the
beginning It was beautiful. The English
mans companionship and attentions, she
accepted with perfectly unaffected enjoy
ment, as q new and splendid gift from
the great Father of her belief. who gave her
access to the bush; and to all the glorious
exhilaration of bush riding.
CareN In his inconsequent way had left
no instructions in Sydney for poste re-
stante letters to be forwarded to hin. And
SO 1t happened that week after week slipped
by in the u%neventful Cootra life. without
any communication from the outside world
coming to remind the Englishman that he
had ties and responsibilities in q place
where no bush was.
Then, one hazy summers evening. when
Carew was preparing for a ride with
Aileen. came a station hand from Medyula
with a batch Of Hampshire and other let
tiers, forwarded from Sydney by the Cootra
solicitors. Carew postponed his evening
ride, and sal down with a ~dawning of seri-
BUSINESS in his eyes, to open and read his
letters. He read them-his sather's and his
nancee's-and at every line his face grew a
little more serious, and a little more foreign
to the phase OF nature worship. and lotus
eating in the bush. through which he had
been passing.
AS he laid aside the last letter of the
batch, he decided to return to Sydney at
the end OF that week.
Meantime, Aileen. A new world had be-
gun from that morning when she found
Carew in the hush. And he was in her
new world, sun. moon and stars, land, sea
aud atmosphere. And now he had to go
away-for a time.
lie found himself absolutely incapable of
hurting her feelings, or producing a light
Of pain in her big eyes, by telling her that
he would not return; that their parting was
to be as final as their meeting had been
accidental. The line of least resistance
was embodied In the words, "Aufwieder-
sehn." In any case, he told himself he had
provided for her living always at the home
stead, where she would be taken care OF.
II ~ AOhE 4 MN " NhOA yhAot aA1
two bright tears trickled down from her
black eyes when she said "GOOd-by" before
Carew mounted the coach.
: ''Good-by. little grill That is--au revoir,
you know. And-Noi I shan forget. BE
as happy as you can till l come again"
And then the coach numbered OF down
the dusty road and Aileen stood at Darkey's
head shading her eyes with one little brown
> hand and gazing after her new world. till
the coach became only a distant cloud OF
dust. That last look Of hers wrs not easy
: to forget,
: She had lost her new world for a time,
and the old world was forever cut on. So,
= for a little while she must sit in the gray
ness-the no mans land-between the two,
> till her lover anne back, bringing the world
: she loved.
No doubt Carew did all that 1t was nee
essary for him to do In Sydney. But he
: did not spend more time over 1t than he
e could help, and as soon as was conveniently
g possible he set sail IN the old Carthage FOL
England. and the world he had left som'
ave or six months before.
He landed at Plymouth and went straight
n to Hampshire instead OF going round By
. London. Everyone knows what happened