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About The west shore. (Portland, Or.) 1875-1891 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 21, 1889)
WKST S1I0RK. W IVt'g cheeks wore Hushed anil her eyes full of team The sight nf the mnn with hi white face and dark, as she listened to hit low-s)Mken words of eommcmla- pleading even irritate him levoml endurance, tinii. There was something in his presence ami tone " She in nick as n n Milt of your devilmh nom-sciise that thrilled her soul with a strange new sense nf la, evening. Ami now 1hW here, sir, semi in your hill, power, ami aroused n longing to make the most of her- ami then never cross our thretdiold again. lo you tin self ami luT talents. " If only yon would teaeh nie?" derstund ? No adventurer hanging alsait lure fright sihe faltered, cuing young girl's out of their mw hy threat of sui- ' I wish that I might, Minn Mason, hut ran only eiile, Ucmcmhcr !" tarrv in tin! city few more days at longest, lam Without a won I M. lo (iraml turned away, and mi iliv way to Australia on iniortant husiness. hut if ; Arthur wan conscious of having done a mean, unmanly I niav, will call for an hour to-morrow, or .erhaps the thing. next dav, evening, and we will play once more together." "Confound him. let him keep away then," he mut-I-lWi. will all he delighted," Hhe aiiHwen-d. tered, trying to forget the white face, "Suppi" I The hum wan shining hrightly when I'et awoke the ; Hhouldu't U hard on the fellow for fulling in love with ((.xt tay. ; mo (hrrr, as he calls her, when I have roinuiitted the " It must he late," she thought, "hut I am so tired; j very sa erime myself. I Indievo ihe In more than imd how my head aches !" half in love with that (lettw.-l, lh..ugh, like Monsieur. She lay a few momenta when then- was a step out- j he in old enough to U father; and he wu deeidedly .ide and n low rap on the door. 1 imprest. Why on earth don't mc of then, fall in Come in Aunt IVlia, I am awake at last," she said love with Caroline Cramer, and rie my jealousy or a.H.logetieally. Aunt Celia held a yellow envelop i else rid me of her ? Thank goodness, we a.n'l engaged, her hand as ahe entered. l.gh i m-"nt.,l to mm h t in.- hmg when I el "How are you feeling, dear?" she asked gently, eame hen-." Pet told of her headaehe, hut all the time nl.e wo,, At dinner I'et sen. a .-.l-l miss.vc , I,,,,, hy one ,l,n-a why her aunt hs.ked so grave. "I an, H-.rry yuu of the servants, with the n,,.M .ha. he deliver it to are not feeling well as I have had news for you. Your Monsieur. Ciele Max ignite ill, and they think it I, s, for you j "I - mysel ! he honghl. I,, I ,1 . hll . . ,.. ! Mis Mason ,1 will ! all right. Meoino home at once. , , , u, "I'neleMax! Oh Aunt Co ha, will he die? crml Now, what an, i ' I " : . . ,,,,,,,.,,1, to l.n. nil intelligently. If the girl springing up with eyes wide ,r,, with lor r. , mrt km . " There, there I child, d, t dintress yourself, lie , ,t ,s .refusal It no.,. - . will prehahly reeover, hut I think ,.,V all wan, you Inow that s - art" siek, l-ctter he as (,U.et as jK.H.hle. r gl I o Hut try as she would, .he ,. ehild was unahle ,o ; that mj,-. , Ilrikitl(( go down . that day. Aunt .Vli. Urst thong . , , , was on ' ' w.. , JA eould go alone front Chieago. whither l,r urn e U : I. rlv ,ee l,.sie.s; hut when si . Arthur would go .o T dl 1 .n.gon with her if tmoi, ,W al. h!,, nnn,,j to, ,1 ( , f( herself. She eould not help a f rl.ng of n-I.ef th Ar )i r f(if , ,hur was to lie out of the way of IV.'s ehanns: I - A- J J had her own reasons for desiring .he m"t-'h "" ,y yi((1 , former and Miss Cramer. Wl liil'l,l Mf k. No w h r h forgol. Afor the young man. himself, he mar-e y km f M A )(r,.1, ,,, whether to la. glad or sorry at the tun, atla.r- h.e - v , , r lir, rt.t nl. he tumel 1st fa... up to taken. Anything to get the girl out of that ret. le m Frenehniaira way, he thought. u. nhur'" -.- hi-- r.l. n. Hm-i. Lr kiiiK Hang it all ! I may as w-ll have ,t ,n. . . - -i, he Holil.s,ui.ed. " I l-ve l,.-r. mid ,1 , - t" ' ( (. U, (lV,., (hrr Im- a-V-l 1 -If. the leaxt hoJH', I will let mother rave il " iart What do 1 eare." , , ., i, , ,rn,i.g he t""l I" ' M"'" " ' it vf it i v . ,i j i i ; i lie " i ' "P " till . Wilt M !..,,, me wh.it is tl" r ll" (" ' , . ,.i . , ,,1,1 1,1,,,, .,,1 r iuM ht Mademoiselle?" So ahsorkd had y..'i,. I" r " ' ( n,,.'..Vr... in his own thoughts that he had not n " '1 T-w pnrh of the Frenchman until I,.- st.-l " "