Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1907-02-16


paid the cost Of tho repairs yourself,
believe"
Yes. had some money left me un-
expectedly, and used 1t for the purpose"
We'll, l am glad you're in 1t. Good
day."
Mr.. Baumgarten paid his first visit to
Avon House on the following day. Lady
Grace was alone in the room when he
entered. Her countenance flushed Grim
son, and then grew deadly pale.
Mr.. Baumgarten took her hand, almost
in compassion he thought she must be
i'll. What has been the matter?" he In
quired.
THE matter Nothing" and she grew
crimson again. us your visit to mamma
Do you wish to see herr"
II am here by appointment with Lady
Avon"
The countess came into the room, and
Grace found that his visits were to be
frequent.
From that day they saw a great deal
OF each other. Lady Grace strove to arm
herself against him; she called up pride,
anger and many other adjuncts, false as
they were vain, for the heart is ever true
to itself, and will be heard 1t ended In
her struggling no longer; in her giving
herself up, once more, to the bliss of low
ing him unchecked
Did he give himself up to the same, by
way Of reciprocity? Not of loving her !;
no, 1t had not come to 1t; but he did
yield to the charm of liking her, of fnd-
ing pleasure In her society, of wishing to
be more frequently at Avon House.
The Hon. and Rev. Wilfred Elliotssn,
claiming a dead earl for a father and a
live earl for brother, was not, Of course,
light whose beams could be hid under
bushel, more particularly as the live
earl was in the cabinet. 1t therefore sur
prised no one that when the excellent old
Bishop Of Barksway was gathered to his
fathers and lucky canon, who held one
OF the best livings In the kingdom, was
promoted to his inter, Mr. Elliotsen
should step into the canon's shoes, rich
living and all. This left Great Wilton
vacant. AS luck, or the opposite, chanc-
ed to have 1t, Lord Avon was on a few
days visit to his mother when Mr.. FL
liotsen received his appointment.
Don't put such another as Elliotsen
into Great Whitton, Henry" observed tho
countess to her son, "or we shall have
the parish in rebellion"
He has not succeeded In pleasing his
flock yet, then 7" remarked his lordship.
Give 1t to Mr.. Baumsarten. He Is a
deserving man, Henry he will restore
peace to the parish, and AZ 4 preacher
few excel him"
Lord Avon laughed a little az he sat
down to face the sofa.
why, mother, Baumgarten Is the very
man had In my own mind. thouxht
by your preamble you must have fixed on
some one else. l would rather he had II
than any other person IN the world. 1
can tell you that the smart the last con-
tretemps brought me fingers yet. Let 1t
be Baumgarten; we owe him Z recon-
pense."
And that very day the earl afraid, pos
sibly, OF fresh interference, personally of
fcred Great Wilton to Mr.. Baumrar-
ton, and shook hands on Its acceptance.
That same evening Mr.. Baumgsr ten
presented himself at Avon House. Grace
Carmel was standing amid the rose trees :
she liked to linger in the open air at the
dusk hour, to watch the stars como out.
and to think of him. But that she wore
white dress, he might not have distin-
guished her In the fading twilight. He
loft the open path to Join her.
1T Il late visit. Lady Gracs, which
l must apologies for was called out to
stek friend ~ was starting, and do
tainsd IN hour" he s~id; but 1 could
not rssi& coming to ~ word Of graft.
tuds to Lord Avon
your visit will not accomplish its oh.
Jet. Mr.. Baumsertsn, for my brother /.
gone. He left before doinner upon some
matter OF urgent business In town. Nam
ma says she IL vsry glad that you will b
nearer to us."
Perhaps l have to thank you for tkis
a. much ~ Lord Avon" he said.
NO NO, indeed; 1t was mamma who
spoke to Henry; or he to her; they ar
ranged It between them. IL
"Whatr' he whispered
Il did not speak to him." she eontin
uod, filing up the pause Of hesitation
That IL all was going to say"
But Mr.. Baumgarten did not fail to d.
tect how agltated she was. Her tremblin,
hands were busy with the rose trees
though she could scarcely distinguish
buds from leaves. Mr.. Baumgarten tool
ono hand, and placing 1t within his ow,
arm, bent down his face until it was OF
a level with hers. Grace" he whispered
have we misunderstood each other 2"
She could not speak, but her lips turn
cd white with her emotion. 1t was th
hour of bliss she had 20 long dreamed OF
"Grace," he continued, in tone Of I'm
FASHIONED tenderness, have we loved eacl
Other through the past, and did mistak
my feslinss7 Oh, Grace, my best-beloved
forgive me Forgive my folly and m
blindness !"
With a plaintive cry Of satisfied yearn