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Vol. XVIII.
{NORMAN L, MUNRO, }
2hand 3s VandewaverSt.
SUPPLEMENT TO THE FAMILY STORY PAPER NO. gI7.,
BE ———
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TN ERES TING
0 AMD Lusinue? AVES
NEW YORK, SATURDAY, MAY 2, 1891.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in tive year 1890. by NORMAN L. MUNRO. in the office of the Librarian of Congress. at Washinaton, D.C. (Entered at the Fost Office, New York, as Second Class Matter.)
{eyreveer sate} No. 917
Some Time.
‘Last night, my dat tiny as youslept,
Throw Pesrd roi
And to your little ortb I orept
watched a space thereby:
Tien, bending down, ‘Your brow=
For. oht 1 lo
ware too young to know it now,
some time Fou shall kuow.
Some time, when, fo a darkened place
here oihers coine to wee]
‘Your eyes shall see a weary face
Calm in eternal sleep
tm wrinkled brow,
Look backward, then, into the years,
‘And.see me hire tonight
darling! how my tears
‘Sre falligg acl
And feel onge more "apen your brow
oy Tig Hiss of ong ao;
te, yout to know it nom,
“ Peerry FRepa’s LOVERS” was commenced in No, 916 0f
‘Tip Silw York Fastity Sromr Pargic Back numoerscam
Pretty Freda's Lovers:
MARRIED BY MISTAKE,
A Thrilling Romance of: a Beautiful
Young Schoolgi
BY LAURA J. ‘JEAN raniy,
Author of * Misa Middleton's Lover,” ete
CHAPTER VI
YoU HAVE BROKEN MY 1 eae —CISED uy
was sazate t this handsome,
reckless, desperate e could nok find
an opportu te to Fri
nity of dover the fh eda,
the phe so completely hedged in by adtjirers:
‘He was glad when she 3 ok étruck
ap aan Re POM ep sage of
asking for a waltz.”
- SA moment more and ve was stan
fore her; she knew he was approaching, by
tz, Freda he
fance-1 music
you care for me, Freda—do you love
me?” he whispered. e— yor
never leave my arms until you have answered
me,” and his ¢lasp grew still tighter.
=
na ‘t. Let me
a have ower me,” he
hi
are going to
You'do not love him, 1 say, am
me; and now you have broken bot!
My'ruin—perhaps, my death—will be upon
your soul, Freda!
6 7" sho murmured, Oh,
er knew—why did you
not speak befor
“Did your father not tell you how I ple
to me? and how ao
He had a wealthier hus-
x you, but I did not know i
then, Did you ni it was this
which drove me to desperation
to leave the villa so suddenly?” he asked pas-
sionately.
She started back from him, wringing her
Tittle hands despairing!
I did not know of it—oh, if you had but
told me?” the eried, piteously. “Do not re-
proach me never knew you—you cared
for me.
she turned from him, struggling to
ou
Tam Philip Mortimer's
00 late, Freda,” he whis-
ve sworn
spoke he suddenly bent down
y face—not once, bul
as he
and itisved the
again and again; Hon “although she tried her
best to shake off his e , those thrilling
Kisses seemed t0 ta ‘e her heart from her.
f she were but Neil's promised bride
steaa of Phi iy
ore he could have time to utter another
is poor little Freda’s guardian angel—
Gonev
Fo cond time in their lives Geneva
had interr upted a tetea-tete between them at
ent, and again fr
could have cursed
gentle
ee it Breda, darling!” she cried, go-
d ‘laying her hand u
ly
a
a ae
cai
Neil, Neil” she whispered, people
I have been searching everywhere for you.
fete
Freda’s faces Neil was calm, like the stran;
calm that
2.
evenin,
Neil
not notice it, for he had already turn
nderl;
ke to ‘the. ‘villa,
word or a backward glance s]
atl they took their gents.
Miid_hia. best to cheer her o
an
ale,
“* Poor darling! how tender-hearted she i
indisposition to heart.
confusion and d
the drift of her thoug!
ieneva, too, was strangely thoughtCul.
him bend his head and kiss her?
must have been the dancing shadow
boughs swaying over their heads.
strange fancy—it troubled me,
“Fate is against me now,
“but at the last minute my Tick will tora.
will not despair.
nt.
Tam,” he replied moodily,
n
her wpe ‘arm: “* papa is very ill, and he has
sent for us tocome home at once, Philip and
another engagement.
Ah, here is Philip now!”
They saw him advancing toward them
hasti uring, confused fish 3
fuftused | perkaps, Freda, Norvell’s wedding, which is
*Good-evening, Mr. Garland,” said Philip, | invited, "amt
rtily, a8 he exter uted his honest, strong| “Then
right hand, "Tam glad to see you here; an |if you are not to
exceptionally fine gathering, anil a beautiful nok go if you were
hav
‘thou a she had. een mer clearly thas it was im
lowed Ehnlip to lead her to the carriage, and | to give he
y;
eed ride; but the was strangely * silent pi that) on uu had a Spee ial
he thought; ‘how she is taking the squire’s
What would he have said had he but known
“Was it only my fancy, or did I really see | time.“
No, no! it | beau,’ as sou
of the
Je was | will have a yery metry evening, “Gout eight,
I will try to | Miss
e
uttered; | must know that I care for
eil was hurrying through the grounds
«Thave | cared for her, surely he could have
««Tt should stand back in honor of the grand | a1
and the splendid ball jrhich i isto follow.
e event of the season—t
e|Boun coming off @ way, are Fou not
it precedes the fury of the hurri- | goin,
‘+ No.” he answered abruptly; “I sin not
1 should not go if Iw.
I shall lo:
Why should you
invited, Mr. Garland ?*
parla fancy to witness the
arland bowed stiffly; but Philip did | ceremony ythe answere
ned
en if T urged it 7° she interrogated
dark eyes to his face, and
cs “NO doubt Geneva has informed you of the Sisk her Tan suvilin
i
“No; not even then,” no he te replied hastily;
i| the very thought of the wedding was hateful
@ pleasant evening you will| to him.
Toes rue I ‘chal do my best to make it up for
Ales oe minute that had
tood under the trees with
assed since
Freda, he
ible
if he lost her, he would lose
all. that made Flite miractive to him,
“One would almost fan
pretty friend, Freda Norvell, mar-
red.
ift wave of emotion swept over his
‘and Juliet’s quick lack, eyes noted it;
not darling,” he said, kindly; bac he answered haughtily and evasively:
“all will come out bright in the end. “Why should I have
low do you know?” she cried, abruptly;| “I cat rtainly imaging no reason, un:
then she sunk Back in her seat, covered with | less, aps, you are a arded beau of
Fre
ST have not yet had that honor,” he an-
wered, ngttled Say at the girl's random
shots, which mat strike home every
wean tho honor ot being ‘her
yhrased it,
st £0,"he sai
«But I must
ret it.” left her.
“eng suddenly, she said to Freda: mieten Y a chet “cried, her black
“We t not forget t 0 send scart to Mr, | eyes caine, her breast heaving, and he er lite
Garand to be present at your weddin; tle hands slinched together, “ There
Te seemed to Freda, as ihe listened, thatshe | attraction for him now that Freda ‘Norvell
must Bw has gone. _I believe he is in love with her.
‘After Freda had left the lawn fete, the | know it, Whenever he takes me out riding
merry festivities lost all attraction’ for’ Neil |he is always sure ( drive directly past Oak:
Garland. ‘iew Villa, and, after w, pave passed .
ak, an hour be paced fiercely up and down | never cat yw 8000 he takes me homeagai ain.
@ isolated. part fof the grounds his hands | Pwould hate h fher—T ould teh terete
clinched, his breath coming hot and nnd hard, his if [felt sure my suspici 'y foundation.
jandsome brows k1 vel tro and cruel he: Turibured “He
must
He
t know i w it, although my ‘tips raven never uttered
ei
he came face to face with Juliet King. tired and bored with others, Why cannot he
“What going already 2” she cried in| love me? Will he never care for sae?
amazet "Does he eare for Freda, Twonder? If he
won her,
for no girl could withstand his handsome face
————
ose all interest in "the affair |
“1 can vamnuse hina, while I have seen him} B:
ini
:
ie
m
Ae i
LAURA JEAN ‘LIBBEY, Author of ‘* pretty Fi Freda’s Lovers.”
nd low, winning voice.
be |
No, no! if h
had
cared for her, she would never have married | F
tess, | Philip 3 ‘Mortimer.
m equally sure that he docs not
it ad-
mire 2 Gencya Norvell, and there is little love
lost ther
"The fefe, even the grand ball that followed,
was a disappointment to Juliet
She wished it w
Even in the mi
dst of the gayest. dance-
music the words of the old song haunted
E
“ ow What's this dull place tome—Robin’s not near?
it
was'e 1 wie
Where's all the joy and mirt
‘Made this a heaven on earth
hed to see—what wished to
Oh! they've all fled with thes, Robin Adair,
“ What made tb’ assembly shine? Robin Ai
What, ‘when the play 6 was 3 o'er,
ont made my heart re?
bt it
Villa.
ment of returning conscious
essantly for Freda,
his face
threshold to his side.
No one,
tiful Freda.
idolized this child,
CHAPTER VIII.
FREDA'S F.
SENDING th
oned Freda closer to him.
to prov
ie
et indehnable. fear—a. di
thing I know not of.
“My dar ating? ‘he whispered huskily,
yn fondly 0 that he could ook int into
face, “I have something to sa;
) dear. TT am afenid thi
emony
|I knew you were Philp’s wife.
lovin was tere.
age containi ing Freda,
Mortimer had long since
wire suffering, severely
Pp!
lost his Betees: but, in the first mo-
ness, he called in-
It was pitiful to see the smile that lit up
as she came springing ove
rer the
id soothe him except his beau-
‘Tt-was touching to see how the old squire
‘ATE,
em all from the room, he beck-
draw-
is afiack is
re fs
A ioe Btartled oy yell from Freda’s lips; 4
papa, Freda,” returned the squire, feebly. “I
‘ou
Jor me!
tak
Geneva is
ious!
different, Ido not feel the same hauntin
fear for her that I do for you. I cannot tel
is only three days now to the 20th,
pat said Freda, piteously, ‘Give me my
freedom as long as you can; it's only three
days, papa.”
“TT should die, Freda, within the three
1 feel sorry that
the old squire #0.
“IT eannot refuse you; it shall be as you
say. papa,” she sobbed, somewhat biteerly,
adding to’ hersel lf: “Ah, well, what
last,”
‘<Tshall dio happy after that, darling,” he
whispered, fon } you have
promised m a darling, thi
and send Philip to me.” I-1 feel that Iam
sinking; the strange presentiment that is urg-
ing me on to this warns me that it cannot be
lone ti arriage must take place
to-night.”
es
ly the girl crept from the room, and a
moment after Philip entered, flus! ho} ver-
spread his hand som, honest face as he list-
ened to the squire’s reques
“Heaven bless you for the confidence you
have in met I shall be only too glad to Nave
‘weddin, e place to-night,
only, willing” ae answered, modes!
he has a; eed 80 se) send for thet ‘minister
without t delay, P
haa hall an hour, John, the old
ant ras riding ewittly away in the direc-
tion of the
it was great piece of news to kee]
quiot, and as John drove ort through
town’ he stopped at every
some friend the Fomantio. eaicion i
was 0
ews travels fast ina country village,
and tong before John had reached the reotor! ‘3
every one knew that there was to be a wed-
ding at Oakview while the midnight bells
were ringing.
Neil Garland’s heart: almost stopped beating
Sas He called 16w ang Cautiousty
nda grinning darky answered. the call
rly
rast i tohave my
horse and a closed coupes ready to hiteb up at
a moment's warnin them now;
make haste if you w: Sat pe carn that five:
dollar bill I promised you.”
epee “the team around by the old south
road, and wait there in the shadow of the
ind—nobody must hear or
m makes no noise
un’stan’, Marse Garla
land turned on iis heel and hurried
‘ection.
he muttered.
en have resorted
ord before now to settle the right to a
air Indy’s love”
oti minutes’ hard walking brought him to
he spot where Sai ing with the
coupe on the old south road
Ro Oakview ila; drive cautiously around
to the gate at the rear of the garde
“T know, marse,” ed the boy, nodding
his sable head.
“Here we am, sah!” he called at last,
g the door of the coupe; and Neil Gar nd
sprung out, and opening the gate, hurried uj
tor we house,
Walking around to, the entrance on the
ane @ paused motionless, staring up at
Freda's window,
The curtains were Jooped back, and he could
seo her standing before. the mirror, already
robed in her bri al hatiments, even to bridal
“at
tty, the maid, ca
running directl:
figure standing in tl
She started back with a little ery:
“Gi i fr. Neil Garland, is
it you?” she cried. T thought maybe ‘twas
a burglar! Have you come to see Miss Freda
marri
“Patty,” he whispered cautiously, “do you
remember once how you told me the story of
th and who
eaking ever since for love of him
nL remel . Neil,” she answered,
commencing to cry.
Well; just in that way my heart is break-
ing now,”"he answered hoarsely, “breakin
oF the love of Freda Norvell, who i
another man to-night!”
uttered another ory of wonder and
but he went on withou m, doa fa favor Joc me toni =
“«Thave somethi ne to ‘sk ‘or You, Freda, | will you, my good girl? Soshalliane ion
and I thin of gold if you will do what I ask, and
“ Angthing 1 ean do fr ou, ay na, you have a sacret.”
but to name it,” “T would die| “It depends on what you want me to do,
‘or you. ir, Neil.”
«J do not want you todie for your poor old Slip up to Miss Freda’s room
and bring her down with you, on some pre-
text, into this gard
“ What for, Br. Neil?” asks Patty suspic-
**Pwant to take one last lingering look at
me-| the lovely thee Iam bidding farewell to—for-
ever.”
“She wanted to come with me to select a