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THE DAILY EXAMINER, CHARLOTTETOWN, NOVEMBER 9 1900

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BY-JEANNETTE H. WALWORTH.

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(COPYRIGHT 1899 BY JEANNETTE H. WALWORTH.)

(CONTINUED.)

He got up with the discarded be- trothal ring crushing against the flesh of the hand that inclosed it. His face was very pale. His eyes burned an- grily.

“You have puzzled me considerably by denying that either Miss Spillman or Broxton is behind this remarkable change of mind and plans. I have not thought you a capricious woman. 1 fancy you think you are doing your du- ty to some one in some way. I want no unwilling bride. I shall come back

| mame aloud.

to you when I return from Europe and |

ask you once more to marry me, only once more, unsatisfactory, please bear in mind that it is your fault, not mine.”

“Yes, | know. It is my fault, all my fault. Please go now, Clarence.”

He did not move. Perhaps even now she was repenting of her strange ca-

price. She looked at him almost tim. idly. He was sure she was trying to

frame her retraction. He was formu- lating the most becoming stz'le of ree. onciliation when, with a swish of her long black draperies, sae disappeared through a side door.

CHAPTER XVIII. THE NEGATIVE OF YEARS AGO, “Olivia.” “Well?”

If our parting is rather |

“No, I don’t suppose there is any) chink in the world so small that ! could fill it respectably.”

“No, but you can bave your pick ani choice of lovers.”

“lL have made my choice.”

Miss Malvina’s face was fairly il-

luminated. With that flashing ring gone and Westover eliminated, was

the road made clear for her dear Tom? Almost involuntarily she called the Olivia recoiled with a frown.

“Don't mention his name. chosen you.

Il have You and I are going to

live on just this way until you get to |

be an old lady hobbling about with a stick and | am wearing nose glasses

| You will have to wear a mob cap, be | Cause you won't have any hair at all,

and | will have just a few gray wisps left. I'm never going to merry any- body.”

“You ridiculous child!” said Miss Malvina and fell to crocheting again, with an inscrutable smile hevering about her thin lips.

The first snow of approaching wib- ter was powdering the earth when

| Olivia dispatched a letter to Thomas

| the winter there.

“What on earth have you done with |

it?’

Miss Malvina was crocheting one of those mysterious receptacles which ev ery woman makes and no woman uses when she asked that direct question witb a face full of amazement. Olivia was writing something in her diary which wild horses could not have made her reveal when it was asked. She

her great pain.

Broxton. She wrote:

Dear Thomas—Miss Malvina and I start for ice in about two weeks’ time. We will spend She has a cough that makes me very uneasy. Dr. Govan recommends Nice, but she will not consent to go without me. She has been everything to me since my father died and ali my other friends forsook me.

She begs me to ask you if you cannot fnd time to spend one evening with us before we start. She says | am to ask you to come at once. She espe-

that Is said ali is Said that need ve to describe a grand man 1 wish he would marry some £00d, sweet girl oe x a real home for him. o 1,” Olivia’ wo

promptly. ae ea as the months rolled by Oliie’s

oO ee I” grew less and less emphatic, and whep the prospect of a loog ab- sence from home stared her in the

| library with her arms piled high with

/ accords us ap hour of two of his valu

cially wants to see you, and a refusal will give |

We had hoped you would come

| to see us some time without waiting for a formal |

glanced across the table to find the | wide eyes of the crocheter fixed upon |

her denuded third finger.

“I have given it back to Mr. West-

over,” she said and bent her head quickly to hide the importunate tears. “You don’t mean me to under- stand’ —

“That our engagemerit is broken off? Yes, I do. Please drop the subject.

Miss Malvina flushed an unbecoming red and iooked very unhappy. “1 can’t but think, Olivia’— she began in an in jured voice

“I knpow--Il know exactly what you think. You mean that, seeing you are trying to be father, mother. frieud and brother to me all in one, you dear, good Miss Malvina, you are entitled to more respectful treatment. I think so too But it is hard to talk on some subjects i Dave just made up my mind that 1 don’t want to marry anybody. I think you are the wisest woman I knuw. | am going to do just like you.”

“Ob, but, my dear, you just can’t!”

“Cannot?”

“No. You see things are entirely dif- ferent with you. Some women are put into the world just to fill up chinks— substitutes, as it were, for better things that are unattainable. That's me. The Lord makes them plain. so that they shan’t be tempted by man’s bomage to forget what they are put here for, and meek, so that they shall not disdain their mission. I'm only a chink filler, my dear. Other women he makes se pretty that they must be loved, so tender that they must be bovered un- der sheltering wings, so sweet that it is happiness just to do for them. That is you. You could no more fill my place, Ollie, than I could fill yours.”

Ollie looked at ber disconsolately.

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invitation, but since ycu have not we are sending the invitation. We understand that you are one ef the busiest men in the world and that you have invented something that is going to make you rich and famous. Come and tell us all about it for auld lang syne’s sake. Your friends, Matvina SpictaaN aND OLIVia MaTTHEWS. With the pen suspended over her own signature Olivia fell into a som ber reverie. Quite a year now since ber father with his last breath had bidden ber marry this man, aimost as

long since, in the spirit of compromise, |

she had sent from ber the man she loved and declared her marry po one. Surely the burt she bad inflicted upon herself might be taken as expiation for lack of dience. If she had denied happiness, she had also denied it to herself.

Would Clarence come back, as he had said he would? She doubted it. She marveled languidly at her own utter indifference to lis coming. Was she

becoming like Miss Malvina in-her frank indifference to all men? She knew that the Westevers had come

back to Broxton Hall, for Jeanne bad come once to see ber, only once, to up braid ber for ker maltreatment of “poor dear Clarrie.” But from bim nev- er a word had come back. Of bim the papers kept her well informed.

Now he was in St. Petersburg, again in Florence. Then a woman's name crept in, and the Mandeville Morning News informed its readers that ru mors *‘rom a reliable source announced the pleasant fact that when Mr. Clar-

ence Westover did return to America |

Broxton Hall would become the home of a lovely Parisienne. The lady was

the foreign born daughter of a one time |

American embassador to France.

Ollie bad read this item among the local brevities and had passed morning’s paper across to Miss Mal vina. Miss Malvina had read it and look .d at the girl so timidly that Ollie bad laughed aloud. “You are watching to see me swoon? I am wondering my self why I don’t feel any of the proper emotions op the occasion. It must be

| because I am so much more interested in Granny Maxwell’s winter flannels.”

All of this came back to ber when she |

_ wrote that not* of invitation to Tom Broxton. “Could anything be bolder?” she ask- ed, blushing a vivid pink as she aflixed | the stamp. “Could anything be more studiously | polite?” Tom asked himself as he ' crammed the letter in his pocket to be reread after business hours. | A letter from Olivia was not in itself | a disturbing occurrence. They had ne* 'er ceased writing to each other in a | desultory way. The total lack of ment- tion of Westover’s name, especially as he always made free use of it himself. struck him as a plece of uncalled for ccnsideration for himself. Somewhat / in the old time fashion she wrote to him about his work. He dwelt upon it

rather lengthily in reply, as much to |

cover space as anything else. The line was comfortably taut between friend- ship and the old disturbing sentiment.

Miss Malvina considered it a bad sign that Ollie always passed Tom’s letters over to her to read. Together they rejoiced over his rapid ascent of his chosen ladder, but she mourned ‘over the absence of sentimerct.

“Oh, 1 always knew,” Miss Malvina would say after every letter, “that ‘ you could not down Tom Broxton! He is tis father all over agaia. and whea

| 4 9 | “bold” was the logical outcome.

face she was distinctly conscicus of a longing desire for the dear old com- panion of ber childish days. Folding up his latest letter, thig longing had found wistful utterance,

“I wish we could see the dear boy before we cross the ocean.”

And Miss Malvina, always lying in wait for her opport unity, had echoed the wish with such fervor that the tet- ter Tom called “formal” and Ollie

A week after it had been dispatched Miss Malvina, passing through the

slip covers to shroud the parlor furni-

ture, halted to rouse the girl from ene of ber somber reveriaes.

“Hus Tom sent any ans<7er to our in ‘tation yet, dear?’ ‘Oh, yes! 1 meant to have shown | uu his note. It has just come—very | ort. I am glad he did not make bis stenographer typewrite it.”

Said Miss Malvina with ready cham pionship, “No dowbt Thomas is a very busy man, but | am sure be could never <lo a discourteous thing.”

Olivia read the short note aloud with her pretty bead held at an angle of re sentment:

My Dear Little Friend—I am truly glad that you and Miss Malvina are going to leave Mande ville for a change, but am sorry to think you g. on account of her health.

If you will let me come to you on the Sunday before your departure, it will give me the great est pleasure to dine with my old triends on tha: day. I promise to be punctual. Taking yqu consent for granted, I ami faithfully yours,

THomas Brorron.

There were two red spots burning ip Olivia’s cheeks as she flung this note down upon her desk. “Could anything be more insufferable? He graciously

able time.”

Miss Malvina looked imploringly at the flushed young face over the pile of covers she was resting on the desk “Disappointing, Ollie, decidedly, but not insufferable.”

“I say insufferable and abomiuably patronizing. His dear little friend, aud he is glad | am going awsy! Not that I wanted or expected bin to be sorry.”

“I think be m»ant he was glad on our account, dear. Perhaps he thinks—! mean be did not think he had any right to—you know he don’t— Perhaps be thinks you are—you are’—

“That I am what, Miss Malvina? Please do finish at least one of you!

“I meant that perhaps he thinks you are moping about Clarence Westove: or perbaps he don’t know about the breaking off. But, yes, be does.”

“*Yes, he dues? What does he know about Mr. Westover and myself?”

Miss Malvina blushed guiltily. “I am | afraid | did—l did—I wrote to hii | about the engagement being broken.”

Olivia looked at ber icily, but the boi blood of humiliation dyed ber cheeks | and forehead. “Oh, you did! And per baps you also asked him to come and assume the task of consolation?”

“Olivia, you know I did not.”

“You have covered me witb confu sion. I am sorry that invitation ever | went to him. He has only accepted it | because he could not refuse. Oh, it is

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' all horrid, just too horrid for anything! | | He has a right to think me a bold, in- |

delicate wretch. I don’t doubt for a

| moment that he does.”

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(To be Continued.)

Trouble in - The Stomach

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