The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1903-07-11
cHAPTER IY.


guess Enrol Hastings real feelings she
would have been forced to confess how
greatly she had misjudged him. He was
for the first time in his life unreasonably,
bewiIderingly, in love, and his Judgment
was at war with his passion. Reflection
did not help him, either.
II have heard" he thought, 'of men
counting the world we'll lost for wom-
ans sake, but | never realized the feel
ing until now. Now | feel that / would
give all / possess if could raise her to
my position, or sink to hers. She is only
bright, charming child yet, but what
divine womanhood she will grow into
when she begins to love. cannot mag
Inc any greater happiness than to look
into the depths of those beautiful eyes,
and read there, I love you,' or to take
those little, slender hands in mine, and
hear the confession from her lips. But
| could not trust myself to stay here and
see her often; silence would be impossi-
BILE. II it were not for our cursed Hast
ings pride might tell her now, this very
day, how | love her, and marry her II
she would have me. But that cannot be.
Have all my ancestors kept their resolve
In spite of everything until now, and
shall be the first one to break it by my
weakness or cowardice? No! no! nor
he thought, passionately-"the honor Of
our house first"
And so Enrol made up his mind that he
would see Winifred no more-he would
not yield to temptation, or expose her to
disappointment, and when he passed the
next day with Miss Champion he kept
d 10 60 ado 4 H. II
little guessing how bitterly the woman
he loved was commenting on his apparent
neglect.
Several days passed, and the house was
full of guests. Everyone declared that
HAZEL Court was the most charming
country house to stay at, and that Mr..
Hastings was the perfection OF host.
He and Lady Grace Farquhar made the
most delightful arrangements for the gen.
eral amusement; and everybody was
amused and pleased in consequence. Miss
Champion and her brother were over at
the Court almost every day, somewhat
to the chagrin OF Lady Ulrica St. Ego,
who had resolved to do everything in her
power to win Enrol Hastings. Her Sis
ter, Lady Angela, had similar intentions
toward Lord Harold Erskine, who was
almost as rich, though not of nearly such
old family.
One day, when Enrol had ordered his
four-in-hand to take the party driving, he
asked Miss Champion, who was sitting
on the box beside him, which way they
should go.
"Over the common and up the hill, l
think is the prettiest," answered Flora,
with the malicious design of passing the
Farm, that Winifred might see them.
Just as they came up to the Farm, Win
fired, who had been standing at the gate,
turned and walked away to the house.
II .sayg' cried Lord Harold, what an
elegant woman! Miss Champion, you
are the great authority in the county
please tell me who that young beauty
lsW
"She is a farmers daughter" said
Flora, coldly; and Enrol almost hated her
for saying 1t.
"a farmers daughter! could have
sworn, with that figure and tournure, she
belonged to one of the best families in the
county. I was just indulging a hope,
Hastings, that we should see her at the
ball. Do you know herr"
EYES," said Errol, gravely, II have
that honor"
"Could you not invite herr" Lord Har-
old went on.
ASK the ladies'" answered Enrol, with
an unwonted tinge Of sarcasm, whether
they would consent to the presence Of
girl who was only farmers daughter?"
"Indeed, am sure would,@ cried Miss
Alton, who was too pretty to be jealous;
but the others remained silent.
Winifred had turned away from the
gate with swelling heart.
"He may not care for me-" thought
the poor child; "but he need not come
past so often with his aristocratic friends
to show how far abeEe me he isv'
The day before the, baN,~ Enrol had
retired to his sanctum, after lunch, to
write two or three letters, when there
came a gentle tap at the door.
"Come in!' and Lady Grace appeared
on the Threshold
"Will you pardon my intrusion?" she
said. II have always wished to see your
haunt, and a request have to make to
you has at last given me a fair pre-
text"
"You might have taken my consent for
granted" he answered, with a pleasant
smile; "but am quite content that you
should think it necessary to ask it, since
your scruple brings you here"
MY request relates in a measure to one
of the dearest friends had, poor Wini-
fred Champion"
Champion" said Hastings, interroga-
lively. ..... r......
"Yes, the daughter of old Sir Howard"
II did not know that there was another
daughter than Lady Valanton."
Eyes, but she made mesalliance, and
Sir Howard, who is dreadful tyrant, has
never allowed her name to be mentioned
since. | was very fond of her, poor girl,
although she was some years younger
than was, but I never saw her after
she ran away, for was abroad with my
husband, and before returned to Eng
land, she died. Her goyerness, Madame
de Montolieu, was very good and charm
Ing person, and have always kept up a
correspondence with her from time to
time. invaded your retreat this after
noon Oh purpose to ask IL may have the
pony carriage, in order to drive over and
pay the old lady visit"
sWhy not take the barouche Lady