Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1903-05-28


when you pleased before. was not par.
ticularly engaged"
''0h! you did see me, tbenl | thought
you were too much oceupled with your
fine new friend TO look At ne"
winifred was beginning 10 get angry;
this man had never pFesuned to use such
a tone to her before.
"Do you want to see NJ fatherY' she
asked abruptly.
mo, don't; left hin not so hour
ago in the turnip feld want to see
you"
"Oh, very we'll" remaned Winifred:
"but please let me kn0w 81 once what
you want of me, 1t is tinlt to 80 Ia and
soc about the tea"
'0h, you weren't In suet hurry just
now, when you had that puppy Of a
Hastings here" said Sir. Hnner, wrath.
fully.
Winifred rose like a seiag Juno, with
nuch an imperial aiy ef smazsd indigna-
tion that her companion quailed.
''Mr. Fenner." she said shave you
any idea OF what you are talkins about?"
Look here, Miss WlnifredF' uttered
Fenner. with great earnestness--ait's no
use your pretending not 70 understand
me, because you can't have mistaken my
meaning this last month. I've loved you
for this year back. And so to-day, In the
turnip field, ! spoke to Mr.. Eyre and
he said he had no objection, provided you
liked me. and / said wasn't afraid Of
that, for you had always been so kind
In your ways TO me, which you wouldn't
have been II you hadn't meant as did"
How dare you say know what you
meant or gave you encouragement she
exclaimed, passionately.
Because you did!' he returned, with
temper. IF you didn't mean anything
by your smiles, and tricks, and ways,
you must be as false as fair"
Enough Of this?' cried Winifred, imle-
rionsly, understand, once for all, that
never had and never shall have. the re-
mOtest feeling Of love for you; and II :;.9a
wish me to entertain the slightest regard
for you, you win never again adopt sufh
tone to me as you have done to-day"
so" he said. in an insolent tone, you
could be all very well to Tom Fenner the
farmer, until your fine new lover came
along; but you must turn high and mighty
directly you've been seen with London
swell. But | can tell you one thing,
Miss Winifred," he added, with an in
sulting air that was indeseribable. Hast
ings Of Hazel Court don't mate with
farmers daughters"
'You insoleRt, mean-spirited coward"
she cried, stamping her foot: leave this
place Immediately, and never presume TO
enter II again. and she turned into the
house and shut the door. Then she ran
up to her room and, throwing herself ON
her knees by her bedside, she sobbed and
cried passionately.
AT last she rose and went to her piano.
She sat there until it grew quite dark,
singing low, sweet songs TO herself, un-
til at last the cloud was chased away
from her face, and bright thoughts be-
gan 10 bring stnEeH 4 eluee OF tears.
"He must care a little for <ne. she
thought. "or he would not have held my
hand so long, and looked into my face
as he did
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupt
edNby ring at the bell, and she paused
in her playing.
Some books for Miss Eyre, with Mr..
Hastings compliments" said mans
voice, to the servant who answered the
door.
When it was closed again she jumped
up and called:
Elizabeth"
"Yes, miss"
Give them to me, and bring the lamp.
please"
And she began with eager delight to
examine the handsomely bound volumes.
1t was happy evening; her new occu-
patton chased all unpleasant memories
away, and when she went to bed she had
even forgotten the existence of Mr.. Fen
ner.
But the next day poor Winifred was
plunged into the depths of sadness again.
for Mr.. Hastings passed, bending o-er his
saddle to talk to her stately cousin. and
had never once turned to look for her.
t1'O be continued.l