Bisbee daily review., 1915-02-07

SDe was immensely IeueNeu lneie was mo question Of that Gratitude shoue in her eyes. and then as l mar ,eIed at their beautiful dark depths fear suddenly possessed them The change u her was startling. l caught Hcetng glimpse of Hartley Wiggins riding slowly with bowed head toward the inn.
 It was plain that that glimpse of him had touched Cecilia's pity 1T l had doubted the sincerity of her regard for him before l spurned the thought now. was anxious Co requIcken hope In her.
 "I have told you enough, Miss Hollis. ter, 10 make it clear that l am in po- sition to help you
 "But there is always'- she began, then ceased abruptly and lifted her head proudly-"there is always Mir. Wiggius' attitude toward my sister Not for anything in the world would l cause her the slightest unhappiness. You must see that. now that you know her"
 laughed aloud. Ceciia's concern for HezeEahs happiness was so absurd that | could not restrain my mirth for a moment Displeasure showed prompt ly in Cecilias face.
 Pardon me but maybe you don't quite understand Hezekiah." I said
 "Is it possible, then. that you do?" she inquired coldly. "I imagine your opportunities for seeing her have not been numerous"
 "Wel. it isn't so much a matter of seeing her, when you've read of her an your life and dreamed about her. She's in every fairy story that ever was writ ten; she dances through the mythol ogies of an races. Hers is the kingdom Of the pure in heart Her mind IS like a beautiful bright meadow by the sea and her thoughts the dipping Of swal- low wings on lightly swaying grasses.
 Cecilia's manner changed and she smiled
 You seem to have an attack of something. It looks serious"
 l helped her into the saddle. and she looked down at me with amusement in her eyes My praise of Hezekiah had pleased her, and I felt as when we journeyed together into town her kind ly. human qualities She said,
 "YOu are not coming home for lunch con? Then l shall see you at 4. hope the hiding place of the ghost will prove interesting. Aunt Octavia has built her hopes high and ] may add that she has expressed the greatest admiration of you to me On her ride this morning she declared that great things are in store for you. ] hope so too, Mir Ames."
 She gave me her hand and rode away.
 The Inn was mile distant and ! set of at a brisk pace. turning over in my mind various projects for controlling the characters now upon the stage in such manner that Wiggins should be- come the seventh man. Cecilia could not always run away from him with out violating the terms of her aunts ! stipulation, and it was unlikely that she would attempt further to guide or thwart the pointing finger of fate, l relied little upon any arrangement ef- fected among the suitors to stand to- gether Hume had already found a l chance to speak Lord ArrowoOd had bitten the dust and turned his face homeward, and Wipgins had been near 1 the brink only that morning It was l unlikely that any of the active candi- dates remaining would stumble upon the key to the situation, which Heze- kiah had given into my keeping
 It was well on toward o'clock when . l approached the inn. Before long the suitors would depart for their after noon call at the manor which was su established event of the day. Just as l was about to enter the gate ] was ar rested by an imperious voice calling. and John Stewart Dick came running toward me To my surprise be greeted me cordially even offering his hand
 "You thought you would come after all. Web. Pm glad you did I've decid- ed that there should be peace between us."
 In stature he was the shortest of the suitors, but what he lacked in height ! " Nuo AhAA liNllntAANNA ANA NA tt AANAitNAAhtNii7 dignity
 You have several times addressed me, Mir Ames in a spirit of contumely which I have hesitated to punish by the chastsement you deserve but am willing to let byEones be bygones. had intended to offer myself Go Miss Hollister this afternoon, with every hope of success. but l yield to you. My only request is that you inform me at once when you have learned her decislon.'
 He clapped on his cap and folded his arms, clearly satisfied with the eN pressions of surprise 10 which my feel ings betrayed me. Could it be possible that he had guessed the truth. perhaps by deductive processes of which l was ignorant? Whether he had reasoned from some remark thrown out by Miss , Octavia as to the influence of seven in the affairs of life and her applica lion of that Hateful principle Co tho choice of a husband for Cecilia, ] could not guess but assuming that be had caught that cleW, be might readily . enough have managed the rest ] mus not allow bim to gee whet suspected.