Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-05-01

Infatuated young man, unless you wish
to be- horsewhipped Get Quit"
and leave the field clear for you, Ell?
Well, / wish Miss Verney Joy of the re-
turned prodigal-the beggar man from
Canada" muttered Henderson, malicious
~; but he went out OF the room all the
same
Does he annov you ofteng" asked
Montagu sharply. Because if so | will
lodge complaint with my sister"
! "Well, it is not the first time Mr. Hem
derson has tried to annoy me- she con-
fessed; but please, Mr.. Montagu, don't
trouble about it. He will be leaving in a
few days, and then--it viii be all right
And you don't join the rest down
stairs?p he asked suddenly, after short
silence.
"Oh, no; / have other things to do"
And you're happy?7
"Well-as rule, yes. OF course, one
has dreaHls-"
Yes. We all have Dreams he said;
esome OF us realize them-some don't
What are your dreams, Miss Verney ?"
TO get back my old home. 1t is in
the market now; we We're obliged to sell
the place when my father died, leaving
me and my sister almost penniless.
That is why / am here, and | long so
for the wild moorland of my native
Yorkshire and the free country life.n
Il see. And | can understand Where
was your home exactly? You and /
should be friends, Miss Verney, for we
are both rather in the same boat No
body seems to want me much"
That was the pleasantest evening
Margaret Verney had known since her
coming into the Henderson household.
and friendship sprang up in that short
hour between her and the beggarman
uncle-as the children called the newly
returned relative-which time would
only cement. And to Montagu himself
some new ana altogether delightful thing
had come into his life during that short
hour.
He was very busy for some weeks
after that, but he managed to see a good
deal of Margaret Verney. And all the
time his plans We're maturing and the
| property on which Miss Verney's early
youth had been spent-the home she
loved so well-passed secretly and quiet
| ly into the hands of the latest million
aire. And then, when everything was
quite ready, he asked Margaret Verney
| to be his wife.
You don't know much about me, per-
haps," he said, ruefully, "but can prom
Use you happy life, sheltered and cared
| for | love you dearly--I will be good to
you always-if you can only care a lit
| tie, when / care so much. Would you be
content e marry a poor man, Mar
garet?'
IF | loved him 1 would she said,
very low.
And can you care just little?" he
said eagerly
'Oh, | care SO much, she whispered
The rest was silence
| They were married very quietly few
weeks after. And later in the day the
newly married couple set off on their
journey to Yorkshire
| I'VE will visit the vicinity of your old
home" Montague said to his wife, and it
was with a strangely futtering heart
that in the warm summer evening the
girl found herself alighting at the famil-
lar little station
"a handsome motor with couple of
men in dark livery stood in the station
yard, and Margaret, to her anazernent,
found herself being hurried into it, while
her modest luggage was put into lug
gage cart, in charge of smart groom.
But where are we going?" she asked
in amazement, as the car glided swiftly
away to where Hallenby Hall reared its
gray mass from out of sheltering plan
tation facing the limitless sea.
"We are going home,' said Montagu,
tenderly. care you glad, my own?"
"But don't understand" she said,
| family. Thought you were a poor
man. and"
swell, my sister and her family made
the same mistake" said Montagu,
quietly 'You see, they took it all for
granted and so did you. | had my own
reasons for not wishing to undeceive
them for the present, and-here we are
at home, Margaret"
And that was how Margaret Montagu
came hack to her old home.-Mrs.
Hawkes. Cornock in London Tit-Bits.