The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1903-07-02

II happened-but doubtless hap
pered because 10 ordered-that the
very hour In which Joris left HYDE
Manor. Peter Van Ariens received a
letter that made him very serious. He
left his ONCE and went to zee his son
Rem" he said. "herc has come a let
ter from Boston. and some one must
go there, and that. too. In q great
| hurry. The house of Blume and Otis
is likely to fail. and In II we have
some great interests. A lawyer we
| must have to look after them; 90
thysclf. and II shall be well for both
| Of us."
Il cannot 20 with happy mind to.
day. think now my case with Cor.
nelia will bear putting to the question
As you know. II has been step with
step between Joris Hyde and myself
In that AFFAIR. and II go away now
without securing the ground ! have
gained, what can hinder Hyde from
taking advantage over me?"
That is fair. A man is not man
| Till he has won a wife. Cornelia Moran
Is much to my mind. Go and see her
| now"
II will write to her. ! will tell her
what is In my heart and ask her for
her love and her hand. II she is kind
to my Offer then ! can go tn Boston
with a free heart and look after your
| money and your business"
But the letter to Cornelia which
Hyde found to slip on his pen like
dancing was much more difficult
matter Ia Rem. He wrote and de.
stroycd. aud wrote again and de.
stroyed. and this 80 often that he final.
ly resolved tn go to Maiden Lane for
his inspiration.
He met George Hyde sauntering up
the street looking unhappy and rest.
less. and he suspected at once that
he had been walking past DR.. Moran +
house In the hope OF seeing Cornelia
and had been disappointed. The
thought delighted him. He was will
ing to bear disappointment himself II
by doing so some Of Hyde's smiling
confidence was changed 10 that unhap,
py uneasiness which he detected In
his rivals face and manner. The
young men bowed to each othei but
did not speak.
What n mere sullen creature that
Rem Van Ariens is." thought Hyde
and with all the good temper In the
world affirm IT," Then. with a move.
| ment Of impaiiencc he added:
why should let him into my
mind for hc Is the least welcome of
| all intruders. Good gracious. how long
the minutes are. How shall ! endure
another hour?-perhaps many hours
Where can she have gone? Not un.
likely Ia Madame JacObus. will gU
To her at once"
He hastcncd his steps and soon ar.
rived AT the wellknown residence of
his friend. lie was amazed as soon
as the door was opened to find prep
arations of the most evident kind for
some change. What II the natter"
he asked In n voice oi fear.
II am going away for a time. Joris.
my good friend" answered madame,
coming out or shrouded and dark.
| cned parlor as she spoke.
But where are you going?"
To Charleston. My sister Sabrina
is sick-dying. and there IL no one so
near to her az am. But what brings
you here so early?"
My mother felt sure there was n
letter from father. and came at once
to get II for her, but there was none. -
1t will come In good time. Now.
must go. Goodbye. dear Joris!"
For how long. ny friend?"
Il know not. Sabrina Is incurably
III. I shall stay with her til she de
parts" She said these words ns they
went down the steps together, and
with eyes full Of tears he placed her
| carefully In the coach and then turned
sorrowfilly tn his own rooms.
In the meantime Rem was writing
his proposal. Finally, after many
trials. he desisted with the following
though II was the least effective OF
any form he had written:
TO Miss Moran:
"Honored and Beloved Friend
Twenty times this day I have tried
To write a letter worthy To come into
your hands and worthy to tell you
how beyond all words love YOU But
what can ! say more than that ! lov,
you? Tomorrow | must leave New
| York. and ! may he away for some
time. Pray. then. give me some hope
tonight To take with me. ! am sicl
with longing for the promise Of your
love. oh, dearest Cornelia, ! am, as
YOU know well. your humble servant.
Rembrandt Van Ariens."
when he had finished this letter, h,
folded and sealed II. and walked Il
the window with II In his hand. Ther
he saw Corn''la ,gtHFFlag home from
some sh~Wa1.g So anriai cFrand, ant
hastily yi IS "a scryant. ordered hin
tn de'Vr. the letter at once to Mis-,
ACCEPT ed IT, but Rem. watching with
his h.art In his eyes. could see that Il
awakened no special interest. She
kept II unopened as she wandered
among the flowers. until Mrs. Morai
came to the door to hurry her move
mcnts: then she followed her mother
hastily into the house.
DO you know how late Il Is, Corne
liza? There is a letter on your dress
Ing table that came by Lieut.. Hyde'i
servant two or three hours ago"
An she entered her room an impos
ing looking letter met her eyes
letter written upon the finest paper
squarely folded. and closed with {
large seal Of scarlet wax carrying tn,
Hyde arms. Poor Rem's message los
instantly whatever interest Il pos
| seased. she let n fall frou, het hand