Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1910-03-25

portance, high position. lasti and a.
ties due to ones station I'LL up III,
satisfactorily. It IL a low, mean con
ception of existence to spend 1t in Den.
sonal pleasure"
Yes, certainly. You are right" a..
gerly. ITO live for ones self aloha
In any way, Is miserable. But one Ia,
a right to try and be happy II It does
not interfere with the happiness Of
others"
You have been tolerably poor, from
what you say" said Mrs. Saville, not
unkindly. "Have you been happyf"
Her interlocutor paused before she
replied, Yes, on the whole have been
happy. Sometimes 1t has been trying
to feel shabby and to be unable to get
new dress, to know that lovely pic
lures and delightful music were with
in your reach, yet inaccessible. Thu
worst is to want nice delicate things
for some one you love and not to BE-
able to get them; that is bitter. Still
nothing can be so poverty-stricken az
to have no one to trouble about, no
one to love or live for, no one to love
you"
ut is, then, very unfortunate for q
person Of your disposition to have lost
your home" remarked Mrs Savihv.
coldly.
''It Is sad enough; but I have been
fortunate in finding friends like Mr..
Rawson and his daughter. It is bet
ter, too, to believe that there Is soma
pleasant sheltered nook round the NEXT
turn OF the road than always to look
for sandy deserts. Loneliness is the
worst evil of ALL 1t Is what fear
most"
Mrs. Saville did not answer imme
diately; then she said, abruptly.
What Is your name-your Christian
manner"
my name? Hope Desmond"
II thought so. 1t Is very appro
pirate. You have given me a curious
mental picture. 1 suppose 1t is true,
though 1t is incomprehensible to me.
but you give me the idea of being sen.
sible and accurate. Do you not feel
that your life has been lost, fruitless,
passed as It. has been In this constant
strugg1e?"
mo" cried Hope, her dark eyes
lighting, and lifting her head with an
unconscious but dignif1ed movement
1T has had much sweetness, and |
have been of some use. Though l am
not clever, have done what l could
and that will always comfort me. do
not fear the future. Work will come
to me- l would not change with any
one. I prefer to remain the me- that
am"
You are an unusual specimen, Miss
Desmond, and really a profound phi
, losopher; yet you have refinement and
! taste, aye, and culture enough, to ena-
, bic you to enjoy beauty and elegance.
literature and art. congratulate you;
only, II every one was as easily pleas
, ed the world would stand still"
Perhaps So" said Hope Desmond,
, with a sigh. II can only see life 40
cording to my lights"
. Then, after some minutes silence
she observed how prettily the smoke
curled up from among the trees down
in the hollow.
: YES" said Mrs Saville, IL suppose
Lord Castletol has arrived. IngleAeld
Court belongs to him. II is an older
8 and much damper place than this. |
: must call tomorrow" She heaved .
. deep sigh as she spoke. miss Dacrs
, is one Of the fortunate ones according
to Try estimate. She Is her fathers
!. sole heiress, and takes tho title, too,
when she succeeds him. She is pretty,
v rather accomplished, and decidedly
8 popular. I used to sec q good deal Of
l. her at one time; now" She pauS-
z ed and frowned, then. rising, she said,
J, peremptorily, Come, feel rheumSt,
ic; have sat here too long"
!. Few words passed between the com
d panions till almost at the gate which
. opened from Mrs. Saville's grounds on
q foot-path which crossed the vicarags
r fields, when that lady said, suddenly:
q II expect my son tomorrow"
4 Your eldest SOM"
% II have but one son." returned Mrs
4 saville, icily.
r Ito be continued.)