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About The west shore. (Portland, Or.) 1875-1891 | View Entire Issue (April 1, 1889)
THE WEST SHOKE. iznim tb window from wb ch U UJ at..! pi fur lbs. tad wondered woti r.l fLl,( t. 6a Urn UJk ad ad w itrang'Iy. Jw t, tt's U fa Irt rti Mbi!', be remem. lilt ll'j UJ rch other's mcilj for f 0! 1 it I- tht George 1 -ml kr MM lUt If UI rrojJ and ibe bud ?s,m! t;o No, t ftulJ ft Mie thtt; and yet tofihjtf Ui 'vsrrl t provoke this cool- Ub UI i aaJ-taly ij rotg op between them. WU Lmu tUi &l.Utitg tl ciua, George and JUM tt fill i itg cp tl valley rod, tide by tide kt t.lftl II' iu lliilitg Lot much happier the rl 1 if. ititkj r.f tialf, Mortimer Gray vm trLt m b-f re jfl He nail not remember a ta U U UI Ur nU any with Mortimer, 1 lUf u iL tot (Jil Vri b did Lot blame her. M'4t;&rf u by fkf ib kitdnaer man, hit manner vm f tit 4:J kr jrtt, icj &t lut the poor fellow fa Ij fr4!.n tUt n nr. L! ever onderatond and Li ( io ukre u UI hit dearly beloved h-fb writ lU tbglu tbit topioj the young fcat'i ti;tt. m t rule Ui!r the pirl be loved, yet t :s U duM M tjjt.L with the teed. avowal bfb r;, rwf ff4Jj t, Ht jfL d tj. il riu d lU oil l-g but in wbich bap. 1l. Ul Lc6u, litg U gyolJ U)W( La! U! tkJ tU u,y rics tjlh . . black lashes that fringed the blue eyes. He longed to take her to his breast and confess his love, bat he dare not He would have liked to tell her of his affection for one who could fill Dess's place in bia heart, bat what would it avail him? Nothing, absolutely nothing. She loved another, and could never be more to him than a friend. A friend 1 How cold how formal the name seemed to him. " Thank yoa, Miss Randall," he murmured, at length, taming abruptly away from the bewildering influence of her sweet, pale face. " It was wrong in me to allow my emotion to disturb your peace of mind; bat as I gazed on the ruins of the old hut in wbich we were bo happy together, the sadness that filled my heart seemed so like the requiem of a dear, departed friend. Do not deem me weak, Miss Ran dall, bat it is probable that I shall never again behold tbia sad scene, which invariably awakens me to the hopeless void in my heart." " Why, you are not going away, Mr. Watson?" Mabel asked, a half-frightened look in her blank, pale face. "Very soon," the young man replied, without looking up. " I have already engaged to dispose of my interest in the mine, and that is all I have to de tain me here." 13y this time they had turned their horses' heads toward home, and Mabel only wished the distance was lessened by considerable that she might the Boon er bide away and weep out the grief of her aching heart. " Believe me, Miss Randall, her companion con tinned, as he raised his brown eyes to look in to her face, wbich was now as white and immovable as s statue. " I shall esteem you as a dear, sympathizing friend. I shall never forget the care and attention you bestowed upon me, when I lay disabled and heart sick in your house. Within three davs I shall bid adieu to Oak Dale, perhaps nerer to see the place gin. All I ask is that you keep one little corner in your heart sacred for for the sake of the friendship I entertain for yoa, and for which friendship I sin- cerely hope yon will accord me your own." Ilia voice was low and tender, and it was only by strong effort that Mabel managed to keep back the tears wbich wero ron .n i,.4 peml In Her vo . , , , , , , . ftt oct to Mm ; ! r . ' uuwever BDC somewnai naugmy, Um 10 j C,V thought, as she replied i f. ... ... " friendship i8 freelv o'w. Mr TMmi. if it ''"tuUL!,,,!... .. ""uiy worm the frmrm" I , J. T . L( ' rou J l Noti more eaid, and they were soon at -i-n : I 'I ?r l; U tu ; harried away and wsi " ' u on ! lying on the bed with her fair, ' lM ,we bQr1 in her hands. What power was it tUt tut 4 Ut to MM fiawi her J t .l.; li.r, ll.,r,Uy.klM, frying tbt Lrr df K .' 10 lh. !t i cJioo UU.tr!i,.,t;fcf.;M, - II . . u,Tyi err, a! innbicbibe ba.1 y bljpy. ........ ?' l" tr l 5 t noml