The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1908-01-25
CHAPTER XIV.

Supper was over, and Guy was back
again In his library. He had not stopped
a. he usually did, to romp with Jessie or
talk to Mad6y Clyde until it was so dark
that he could not see her sparkling face,
but had come directly back, dropping the
heavy curtains and piling fresh coal upon
the fire. Mrs. Noah had lighted the lamps
and then gone after Maddy, explaining
to Jessie how she must stay with her
while Maddy went to Mr.. Guy, who want
cd to talk with her.
Els he angry with me, Mrs. Noah"
and remembering his moody looks when
she went in quest of the book, Maddy felt
her heart misgive her as to what might be
the result of an interview with Guy.
Mrs. Noah, however, reassured her, and
Maddy stole for a moment to her own
room to see how she was looking. The
crimson dress, with it's soft edge of lace
about the slender throat, became her well,
and smoothing the folds of her black silk
apron, whose jaunty shoulder pieces gave
her a very girlish appearance, she went
down to where Guy was waiting for her.
He heard her coming, and involuntarily
drew nearer to him the chair where he
Intended she should sit. But Maddy
took instead a STOOL and leaning her ell
bow on the chair, turned her face fully
toward him, waiting for him to speak.
"Maddy," he began, ARE you happy
here?"
"Oh, yes, very, very happy"
1t was at least a minute before he spoke
again, and when he did, 1t came out how
ne had concluded it best to send her and
Jessie to school, for a year or two at
least not that he was tired of teaching
her, but 1t would be better for her, he
thought, to mngle with other girls and
learn the ways of the world. Aikenside
would still be her home, still the place
where her vacations would be spent with
Jessie IL she chose, and then he spoke of
New York as the place he had In view,
and asked her what she thought of 1t.
Maddy was too much stunned to think
Of anything at first. That the good she
had coveted most should be placed with
in her grasp, and by Guy Remington, too,
was almost too much to credit.
"Oh, Mr.. Remington, you are so good
to me what makes your" said Maddy.
He liked her, and all over Maddy's
face there spread beautiful flush as
the words rang In her ears And then
she, told Guy how much she wished to be
q teacher, and so take care Of her grand
parents and her poor Uncle Joseph. 1t
seemed almost cruel for that young crea-
tuire to be burdened with the care Of those
three half-helpless people, and Guy shud-
dered just as he usually did when he as
ISOLATED Maddy with them, but when he
listened while she told him of all the cas-
ties she had built, and In every one of
which there was a place for "our folks"
as she termed them, 1t was more In the
form of blessing than a caress that his
hand rested on her shining hair.
''You are good girl, Maddy," he said,
"and I am glad now that have con-
cluded to send you where you can be bet
ter fitted for the Office you mean to all
than you could be here, but shall miss
you sadly. like little girls, and though
you can hardly be classed there now, you
seem TO me much like Jessie, and l take
pleasure In doing for you az I would for
her. Maddy-"
Guy stopped. uncertain what to say
next, while Maddy's eyes again looked up
inquiringly.