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BY TIE FOND OLD-FASH- tho pink-and-wbite face reflected
there to love forever aud ever. Sbe
IONED GATE. . wished she knew.
i bY WILLIAM TIRERUCK,
bbe How I wonder if you'll meet me CHAPTER VILL.
2 By the gateway as of yore, . “on, Gop, HAVE MERCY! 1 4x
ie ‘When your scatf, unfurled to greet STHICKEN BLIND—STONE BLIND??
et “ Let ni that there is peed
vi my wet time for love
Lb With your amite a welcome bore; oa love via ei, indeed
: ‘Yea, I wouder, muse and ponder, oi — ea
crriment was soon
y Till Tseem with you to walt, interrupted bya ee
tae ‘TILT stand beside you yonder, door, aud when he aa it-pant-
' ing With her exertion anciug
By the fond old-fashioned gate, around: Ha room, she found Mrs,
Kemp stand ing there, with a white,
How I feel the past reviving, ~ Srighten ebed ta te th
i es Wit the world 46 the mat-
Feel emotions flood my veins; ter here, el: ‘she cried, fn alarm.
And the olden blush surviving, “I was afraid there were burglars,
1o with ic pains, fi fe or Heaven, knows w vbat, up bere in
owes
As I wonder if you'll meet me, Ve Dorothy barst into a peal
Or, alas? if I'm too late, langhiter that smered ed_ the old Lee
tl ‘echo will
i And no gladder res will greet me her! neue youre Ne volve.
a the fond old-fashioned gate, “Oh, some Prycheg fuppy has just
bappesied yexk!?” Bb ested. Ir Xoa wi itl
é oe much surprised as I was, Mrs.
t Ah! perchance with sighs you'll meet Kemp, when yu heat aan ae
t me, The housckeeper knew
wee . Such as I've in secret sighed, pat aappenes, toh athioaen me
OB. Such as come to now evtreat me conservatory ben eh 1° ‘nad ented;
- tut before she could make her pres”
Fan Not to turn the past aside— ence endal bad
Sigh no more for waitings vauished, upon th ne and the a
marti followed s0 quickly
: {> But for meetings soon to be, Upon the heels of it that she felt six
: here at parting, love, you banished gould g 6 eal asta
mn ing both, so she waited there until
7 the fears of love from me, they badeguitted th
i \ ‘he aot a8, she thouent It pra
i {able ste followed Dorothy to hee
x congratulate her, and
2, wate that met her view worprieed
7 i's face, inate
: shel with tell-tal ‘sinehes
i ith contus
i ee
: jo come tut" atiot
ri " eT have
+ we nt to tell Fou.
decide for me what
bre ““L will give you ie ASL.
_ ea woveetheart, meet cap,” said the old honsek¢et
BIAS sp draiving the gieh down ‘beside be
i
pices ha gato again, oe ron. wfo NFLRE. ee on the sofa, and putting her ar
- ah ST've just had a—a proposal
} Tossed and beat me ‘ bs GRD BAGONIZING CRY. ofl mardi Theres ae le
j ‘yiendly mala; gyNGGIRE P - ¢zeh $8 oat!” cried Doroths, breath 5 -
i. 4 my yearning, a IND. eee
£ File (EL Go. 1 Bis : But the good old lady did, not
: peveara today, Buz OVER TH THE, LD 50H ip! O# OD». Or look particle, amazed, much to.
i gos to you returning, EVES - oh tN Saks Dora nt do Hak sk who ft fs that
0 not ask Wi a
t seain will turn away, Ave towit NTO MY ED wants. me,” cried the gitl, in bitter”
4 disappointment,
i oe . ‘emp smiled.
i i . | Twas very easy to see that for
i __seeoning to Act of Congress, inthe sear IH by George Munro, f the offce of fhe Librarian of | recovered something of her old bok swer my question. Will you marry me, or will you maps” ” she responited. Every oe conld tll that
£ ress, Washington, D. ores 12nd in that moment sbe Remembered, Too, | not” ndal was very fon: ‘ou, my dear, and
ead gectned to eight her of ete, and het | | “T don't know” cried Doroths, faintly. | You that Scorer or later Be would ook fou So marry
4 *, bom te hed hotly. rays’ ask me; you inst tai to Mrs, Kemp about | him, But tel me, what anewer did you mako hima?
i Ms “How dare you Fehon me so, Harry Kendal” | it.” “1-1 ran away without making apy answer at
# ft she cried, dra’ yack and rie ee ber little “T might talk to Mrs, Kemp about changing ny all, "contented Dorothy, sha focediy. a thought
: foot, her bine oe Folia ae iv. room in the house, or ask her concerning anything | I could write him a note and put my answer in it
L “Are spleased?*" he inquired, re- | belonging to the household, but J couldn't think of | ever 20 mach better than toook up. into bis face
: roach adaing Fat “Tf that isthe cate, 1] asking ber to ind me anife and to seal the bargain | and tell bmn” sho faltered. “I wonder that girs
HOW SHE WON A LOVER. Ve Four pardon. aaa never ¢o tteapans againy” | for mo. said can ever say ‘Yes? right, mn, then and
and he drop oa a nd tarned away, walking | girl Wesel as ae ‘the one who fe to" hire ‘with {heres it agers 6o old fa thing to rs ows, T Tnever
ondily to tt ats roe J me and tomake the best or the worst of the bar- | felt mbarrassed in my life. When I’tried to
? f the dolliest Girl in the Book Bind da Magnificent Love St vvGrcons! ‘Thave done it nowt ought Doro. gain tree lite. Now, Der rpthy, Cant vin, say seething my tongue leas ed to the rot of my
" ¥, Tepenting on the tr a ft: and, as he made no | straightforward answer.’ Tell me, will you be my | mout trem rom head to (oot, an
a! A Romance 0 8 voles Int In the boo! Mn ery, an a aga icon Ove ory effort: it turn around oF her auoiny sbe nde bri Jored and emiled, and the sortof eby bait | hh hee masi—he must bare he aera By m eart
4 a A H Yanced slowly to where he stood idly dramming he colored and em! |, and the sortof shy half | thus ‘now 1 must have acted like tl y pear
of the Life of a Beautiful, Willful New York Working Girl. pon the window-it Mich aways aneailed tert bivapproneh came | ext plton the worl ever belt Wasn't i won
y
“I wan't w ary." she began, hasitating- f now more strongly than ever, and the erful fo think that he wanted to marry me?
ly, pleking pervourly at Vie blue ribbons which tied Quick blood eame rushing to ber finger-euds, understand it.”
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CHAPTER VII. me ere he breathed to her that this was Doctor
: nuED TO ose we can | Bryan's wis
1 18 HARD TO BE BETHOTUED TO OSE WE CAN that Kendal flowed,
- : Hee altowet vi . ant to transpire ere
oe “te gait ond ve no love sou ama, the slightest advances to her. “Loug and ca carstaly
© Be tect iat pal wren.” 1 thought the ‘matter over in bis own
i By @ chain that sete sacs wall: ee eek saent | S24,884 concluded that there was no way out of th or ih
i sour had he fatal accident | strange. bet into which be
sa brigton, Woods Pand life at Gray Gables hed | as it were: agalust hia will
once amed the even tenor of its regular | He mate 0p, his mind to nosogt the et situation
renting fall engaged to and if
at words that Doctor Brvan had gasped | fe fonnd out been remembered in
at ad i
the ol fentleman 6 will, he could break it withont
of warning or the least cor mm, He
noticed, ton, that, Dorothy was growing ques shy
of him of late, She had been quite fond of bim
ite past; it wonld never do to atiow her to grow ite
Uinerent to bins ite made uP his mind to settle
atter—as far as the engaxcment was
hen, he regained coneelouenest
of matt “atl injured,
and fount ; i fat home—that—oversthing—
. ne enti after my— Wi
mst d-and that-muet not be ntl
= atten terms —
“ie months loss of Doctor Bryan, the kind-
hearted old senteran who had raised ber from tthe frst opportunity; aud one presente
ated Ot great, weal re. blow to ier ‘on the very day ho made thie reac
. vert) tOp Eryn tint abort Tength of time she bad thy was in the conservatory that afternoon,
por to love hin, ax a daughter might bave when be sodlenly surprised er, stealing up on tite
loarned ir all the strength of her passionate, girlish | toe behind her, cineped her in bis arms, holding hia
, hands over bef eyes, whisperingt
Dear sta housekeeper and the servants who had | * Guess ‘who itis, Dorothy!
necninhisemploy squacterot ecentney or more, | | The struayte to decape tose
raed for Hi used to be comforted. .
mi in the household when | ment.
non Te it—eai
o them the strange compact | gas
@ doctor amd Kendal, to which he had he
ioge firm arms suddenly
girl way dumfounded with amaze-
t—can it be you, Harry—Mr. Kendal?” she
Dreathless} ye
nh it ero gome on else, Dorothy?”
whispered, Telearing ‘her from his_arme,
catching her ands in tight clasp and Tooking
riy down i
he girl's ace ‘hushed Doraing red, and her gaze
fell beneath a pair of dark eyes that scemed to
weh into her very soul, But in an instant she
nally ydicited that it was hest not to tell
flo foul ation of sMaira, and thet ft
Me iy be in accordance with @
would pry rovantic | rior of matrioge for Rental
foe en n account, and gain her con-
her on his
Der tong, cui very
angry?” te thy, nervenely. ‘Heneara her,
ever turned bis head, and Dorothy Was at &
foes what to say et | to mend ‘matters, “ Woul:
wz hair. “1 sal
ed Dow
Thani inl Kendal, sbortly, sail
‘without turning bishoad. Thon. after a brief panse:
ye
of poems I just bought” -
seit, ne oe needn't mind, Pray don’t trouble your-
Dorothy le Teoked ‘at him an instant, quite as thongh
phe was ready to ery; then the best: {bing t {nat ees
have happened, auilor the cireumst
negate of.
“ Trrouldn' t mom rn the book now, to save your
Ife?” she cried,
ive you this flower, Pa
Band samp it beneath my feet first—you
turned with a. very tantalizing smile, and
toaked ther ont of the corners of his ees,
hhad hidden her face in her hands but by the
penting ot her breast be caw as weeping,
That eS sone ota wes shking “her ehildish
ame,
tooped and passed his arm’ lightly around
the im waist, ie aa boluing hers.
Dorothy tre
a Won't Fon Jet me comfort you?” he asked, in
that winning Folce ae
the thong feed a rothy's brain that,
ushed him from ter, ones would never aga
mien farina abont her. ual ahe meckly entre ihe
sped
set oy eh ta it pee}
eT have gmetting i pay oye, Dorothy,”
whispern “Et is this: E love you! Will Moa be
1y had always imagined just how a lover
should Mopese, ‘but she bad never imagined any-
jg so conmdnptace a is
He we ‘earcss ber again, but she drew
back,
“You frighten met” she cried; and at these
wots he thea roleased her.
“Tt is alarming—being kissed—and especially
when you're not used to it- But taat does not an-
‘*f—don't know what to say!" gasped Dorot
“J eoulun't matey anybody, X think.”
arms dropped fror
to under retand, t ‘hen te e asked, in & con-
stenined vole, “that you reflse met
“Oh, Td cried Dorothy, melting inte
frosh, “quick tears. ha shoud fant,
somebody a about it. ‘first before I said ”
ieved tl that she Foul SBoept him
on the apot the moment he proposed, and het fal
re to do chig made him almost catch his breath in
astonish
ee, ‘uneertalaty {in the matter gave more zest to
is #1
« distike mot he questioned, wondering if
that could possibl
“Oh, no, nol Wie (@ you,
mer"
He stepped back and looked at her with a sar-
castic smile—looked at the litde figure leaning
against the fountain, with one hand resting on
pes riz of it, the other held out imploring!y toward.
Won't you believe
Relieve you? Why do you insist npon mag |
te uneivilt® be: sey # do mot polis soul 2
@ truth;
roto carne on he aeena
rent a higher
bave a very did
are
nt a
atew
in oer #001 ea ale Fort would
and,
all iivan instant he falls madly in love with ber,
“You nist answer me, here aud now he cried;
dnt Dorothy firmed from hh, and, like @ startied
slipped through his outstretched hands,
jhe conservators,,and out of the corti ilo
through
be after her, bis hand-
eyo Weaving him
tome fice pale with emotions
rerthy neter paused until she reached her own
Frshi closed and locked the door with trembling
heart; then, after the fashion of
ideal
block of Tarbie te Raman clay, and
fella me ‘that he loves me ‘ants me to be his
fe—me~a silly little thine Tike mot" and. sho
re used before the glass, Woudering what he saw in
nderful, but very natural,??
mp, War I do not know
Tikiner ie waite nies to ta
you are really beautiful. Every one thinks s0 here
Sboute, A thea | you are not too young to marry
Shi aim very
Te 86
~Eifat Tim not a bie wise,” persteted Dorothy,
“You are quite wise enough to suit the ex-
acting eyes of love,” declared the bousckee}
reassuripgly, “and that is ail that is needed,
greatest of er, is: Do you
iy dear—never mi
a el me to write the note to bim??
hy, raring up a bassock, and alip-
ping down upon ft at fer ompean
Pink torrent suff aod prow! as thooes T ian :
ere much, fnd Twat to get all the big words in
ne
freonvers the idea of * Ves" to him, pene ardent
lover relate it the grandest epistio that ever
oung El
Sued a there was over that letter!
Over and over again it was copied, this
j amd that word inserted, uutll-at the very
best it'looked more like the map of Scotland than
anything else.
‘Dorothy was terribly tn earnest overt.
‘One wontd almost have thouxht, to bave seen her,
that her life was at stake over the resuit of it; bat
at last it wae fitsbed, and one of the SerTADtS W
called to take 1 to Mt. Kendal’s
as pacing restiessly up and
ft wes ‘elivered to bim,
broke the seal, for ho had recognized Dorothy's
nped, school-gitl eto gran by at ono,
‘she is mine’ be eried panty and with
the knowledge that be bi er without &
doubt, his ardor suudenty *sooTeds aud he aid not
know whether eased or sorry over the re~
sult of bis wooin
‘After he hd read the ete rer carefully, be fell
to seritinizing the chirorra}
“The drat thing | shall have viodowi be to teach
6 Fill how to write a legible etter,” be thought.
SSF the day before she had writen a lett
oe
Jack, which coutained bue tho few words that she