Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1910-04-01

Lumiey haR brought with him, by hiA
aunt's invitation, a young subaltern, !
the son Of an acquaintance, who made
the eighth and balanced the sexes. |
This youth fell to Hope Desmond's lot, |
much to his satisfaction, for she man
aged to make him talk, and talked to
him easily and naturally, confessins
her ignorance of hunting, shooting.
fishing, and sport Of every kind, rather
to his amazement. However, she
atoned for her deficiencies by listening
with much interest to his descriptions
and explanations. At last he suggest
ed giving her riding-lessons, at which
she held up her hands in dismay. Miss
Dacre interested her more than any
one else. She had never been in the
society Of a great heiress. prospec.
tive peeress in her own right. What
tremendous position for a young
girl" thought Hope, with a curious
sort of pity. The young girl was, not
withstanding, quite girlish, not pretty,
but far from plain. She was very dark,
with small. sparkling black eyes. curly
black hair, and high color. She had
neat figure, and carried herself we'll
yet she lacked distinction.
"She might be very pleasant com.
| panion," unused Hope, as she gazed at
her while her cavalier was explaining
curb. "and, considering her gifts, am
not surprised that Mrs. Saville would
have liked her for daughter-in-law.
! How much, according to her estimate
her son appears to have thrown
away"
Miss Daere naturally fell into Hope
Diamonds care.
How charming the conservatory
looks!" she said Shall we walk
round lit" Hope assented, not aware
of the curiosity she excited in the fu-
ture Baroness Castleton. That Mrs. Sa-
vile should institute companion was
one source of establishment; that any
one so chosen should survive nearly
two months and present a cheerful,
self-possessed, composed aspect was
another. And how nice she looks In
that pretty soft black grenadine and
lace! How snowy white her throat and
hands are! / suppose she is in mourn
ing. Girls never want to be compan.
ions unless all their people die. Poor
thing! l think / would rather be q
housemaid; at least one might fiirt
with the footman; but a companion
-" II don't think ever met you
here before" she said, aloud.
NO; I am not quite two months
with Mrs. saville."
Poor Mrs. Saville! she is looking
30 Ill. They say she is rather ter
rific woman. I always found her verJ
nice"
"She IL a strong woman, but there Il
certain grandeur in her character.
Eyes, and fancy one must be pretty
strong to get on with her." said Mis-
Dacre, and she gave a knowing littlt
nod to her companion. Then she Il
so awfully put out about Hugh. 70,
came after he had gone"
Hope bent her head as an afirma
tive.
He, was charming, quite charming
so different from Richard-though
like Richard. too; but Hugh had sor
Of rough good breeding, If you can I'm
derstand such a thing; he was so gen
erous and bright and natural. knew
both the brothers, since l was quite
child, so can sympathize with Mrs
Sayille. To think Of his having mar
, rfed some designing woman abroad
twice his age, l believe! isn't 1t horri
ble7" ran on the talkative young lady
Horrible" echoed Hope. 81 trus
she Is conscious of all he has sacrifice,
for her"
mot she," returned Miss Dacre witt
decision. These sort Of people haven
an idea what family and position, an,
all that, mean. Do you think Mrs. So
vile would mind II plucked some o
these lovely waxen blossomsl"
II am sure she would not; but 20,
know her much better than do. Wal
. moment; will get you the scissors.
Ito be continued.)
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