The- Daily Reporter, rovoiiecieU v. ¡,<»7 VM,n..î'HTu7i.'iù3 lm’.i ii.iu of intercourse, and what strong friend ships are sometimes formed even in a D. C. IKE LAND A CO. PUBLISHERS, single week or fortnight when people are shut up together in a rather ♦nely McMinnville, Or. - - Feb. 15, 1887 country-house. This was the "state of things among us all on the morning when Mr. Sutherland called tue to his study. Zillah wanted to go likewise. À “Not to-day.” he answered her. very gently and smilingly. "1 have business to talk over with Miss Pryor.” 1 knew » lie said “Miss Pryor” out of respect, yet it hurt me—1 had been “Cassia” AN OLD GOVERNESS'S TALE- with him so many years. Perhaps he thought I was outgrowing my baby FOUNDED ON FACT. name now.) The business he wished to speak of was about Zillah’s coming of age next week, and what was to be done on the occasion. “Should he, ought he. to give BY MISS MULOCJÍ. a ball, a dinner, anything of that sort? we drove to the lodge „ gates. „ An Would Zillah like it?” English country-house is always fair to This was a great concession, for in see; this was very beautiful—Í remem old times he always disliked society. I bered it seven years ago, only that it answered that L did not think such dis was autumn, and now spring. Zillah play necessary, but 1 would try to tind remembered it likewise; sne drew back, out Zillah’s mind. and I heard her whisper uneasily: 1 did so. It was an inn »cent, girlish “Now we shall soon see Mr. Suther mind, keenly alive to pleasure, and new land.” to everything. The consequences were I did not answer her a word. natural—the ball must be. A little she * We rolled up ths avenue under the hesitated when I hinted at her guard larra chestnut-trees.. I saw some one ian's neculiarities. and then she offered maue me aitxy, ror án gién indistinct, cheerfully to renounce her delight. But except a firm, kind hand holding tne as he, his eyes beaming with a deeper de- I stepped down, and the words. “Take still, would not consent. So the care, my dear Cassia!" It was Mr. light thing was settled. Sutherland! It was a very brilliant affair, for Mr. He scarcely observed Zillah, till in the spared no expense, He hall I introduced her to him. He Sutherland to show a restless eagerness in seemed surprised, startled, pleated. seemed providing for his yotuig favorite every Talking of her io me khat eveniag, he thing she could desire. Nay, in answer said, he had not thought she would to her wayward entreaties, he even con have grown up thus; and I aokiced him sented to open the ball with her. though look at her at times with a pensive saying “ he was sure he should make kindness. Mrs. Sutherland whispered an old simpleton of himself.” That was tome that the lady he had been engaged not likely! to was a half-caste like Zillah, which I watched them walk down the room accounted for it. His mother's prophe together, and heard may people say cy had been right; he had eome back as with a smile what a handsome pair he went out—unmarried. they were, notwithstanding the consid When Zillah went to bed she was full erable difference of age. ■of admiration for her guardian. He It was a very quiet evening to me. was so tall, so stately. Then his thick, Being strange to almost everyone there. curling fair hair—just like a young I sat near old Mrs. Sutherland in a cor man’s, with scarcely a shadow of gray. ner. Mr. Sutherland asked me to dance She would not believe that he was over once, but I did not feel strong, and in forty—ten years older than myself—un deed for the last few years I had almost til by some pertinacity I had impressed given up dancing. He laughed, and this fact upon her. And then she said said merrily: “It was not fair for him it did not signify, as 31ie liked such to be beginning life just when I ended “dear old souls” as him and me much it.” A true word spoken in a jest! better than any young people. Her But I only smiled. fervor of admiration made me smile, The ball produced results not unlike but after this night I observed that the ly, when one considered that it was expression of it gradually ceased. meant for the introduction into society Though I was not so demonstrative of a young woman, handsome, attract as Zillah, it will not be supposed but ive, and an heiress. A week or two af that I was truly glad to see my old ter Zillah’s birthday Mr. Sutherland friend, Mr. Sutherland. He was very called me once more into his study. kind, talked to me long of past things, 1 noticed he looked rather paler and and as he cast a glance on my black less composed than usual, lie forgot dress, I saw his lips quiver; he took my even to ask me to sit down, and we hand and pressed it like a brother. God stood together by the tire-place, which 1 bless him ror that! remember was filled with a great vase But one thing struck me—a thing I < of lilacs that Zillah had insisted on plac I had not calculated on—the alteration ing there. It filled the room with a seven years had made in us both. When strong.-rich scent, which now I never he took me down to dinner, I accident I I perceive without its bringing back to ally caught sight of our two figures in my mind that room and that day. the large pier-glass. Age tells so differ He said: “I have had a letter to-day ently on man and woman; I remember on which I wish to consult with you be the time when he was a grown man, and fore showing it to Miss Le Poer.” (I I a mere girl; now he looked a stately was rather startled by the formal gentleman in the prime of life, and I a words, since he usually called her “Zil middle-aged, old-maidish woman. Per lah” as was natural.) haps something more than years had “It is a letter—scarcely surprising- done this; yet it was quite natural, only in fact to be expected after what I no I had never thought of it before. ticed at the dinner-party yesterday; in So, when the first meeting was over, fact---- But you had better read it your with the excitement, pleasurable or self.” otherwise, which as a matter of course He took the-letter from his desk and it brought to us all—when we had sev gave it to me. It was an earnest and erally bidden each other good-night, apparently sincere application for the and Mr. Sutherland had said smilingly hand of his ward. Tne suitor, the lion. that he was glad it was onlygood-nignt, Henry French, was of good family and not good-bye—when the whole house moderate prospects. I had noticed he was quiet and asleep—to use the psalm was very attentive to Zillah at the ball, ist’s solemn words, “At night on my and on some occasions since; still I was bed I communed with my own heart in a good deal surprised, more so even than chamber and wm still.” was Mr. Sutherland, who had evidently “Cassia. 1 want to speak to you par watched her far closer than I. I gave ticularly,” said Mr. Sutherland to me him back the letter in silence, and one morning, as after breakfast ne was avoided looking at his face. about to go into his study. Zillah “Well, Cassia,” he said after a pause, placed herself in the doorway with the and with an appearance of gavety. pretty obstinacy, half womanish, half "what is to bo done? You women ard girlish, that she sometimes used with the best counselors in tnese matters.” her guardian—much to my surprise. I smiled, but both he and I very soon Zillah was on excellent terms with him. became grave once more. considering their brief acquaintance of “It is a thing to be expected,” con three weeks. In that time she had tinued he in a voice rather formal and treated him as I in my whole life-time hard. “With Zillah’s personal attrac had never ventured to do—willfully, tions and large fortune she was sure to jestingly, even crossly, yet he seemed receive many offers. Still it is early to to like tt. They were very social and begin these affairs.” merry, for his disposition had apparent I reminded him that she was twenty* ly grown more cheerful as he advanced one. in life. Their relation was scarcely “True, true. She might, under other like guardian and ward, butthat of per circumstances, have been married long fect equality—pleasant and confidential, before this. Do you think that she which somewhat surprised. m*^nntil I THE HALF-CASTE. I suppose he was going to ask me The rare and “beautiful snow" whether I thought she was likely to ac cept Mr. French, or had hitherto formed fell in San Francisco the other any attachment. But probably delica cy withheld him. for he suddenly day. An earthquake, or a big stopi»ed and omitted the question. tire or a chicken tight, could not Soon he went on in the same steady have excited more interest. tone: “I think Zillah ought to be made ac quainted with this circumstance. Mr. NEW TO-DAY. French states that this letter to me it the first confession of his feelings. JOHN J. SAX. That was honorable on his »art. He is a gentleman ot good standing, though Has his far her inferior in fortune. People might say that he wanted her property to patch up the decayed estates at Weston-Brook.” This was spoken bitterly, very bitter ly for a man of such kind nature as Andrew Sutherland, lie seemed con —AND— scious of it and added: “I may wrong him, and if so I regret it. But do you Will chop Feed for $2 per ton not think. Cassia, that of all things it or one-tenth toll. must be most despicable, most mean, most galling to a man of any pride or ---------(o)--------- honest feeling, the thought of the Farmers and others having grain to chop world's saying that he married his wife come to my mill, and attend to any for money, as a prop to his falling for oan business in the city to better advantage than tunes, or a shield to his crumbling hon driving two miles out of town to get their or? I would die a thousand deaths chopping done. JOHN J. SAX. McMinnville, Or. first.” In the passion of the moment the red color rusned violently to his cheek, and then he became more pallid than ever. I watched him; my eyes were opened now. I held fast by the marble chim ney-piece, so that I could stand quite upright, firm and quiet. He walked hurriedly to the winnow, and flung it McMinnville, Oregon. open, saying the scent of the lilacs was F. Multner, Prop. too strong. When he came back, we were both ready to talk again. I be (Late of the St. Charles.) lieve I spoke first—to save him the pain of doing so. This Hotel han just been retitted and new “I have no idea,” said I, and I said ly refurnished throughout, and will be kept truly, “what answer Zillah will give to m a first class style. this letter. Hitherto I have known all The table is supplied with nil the piarket her feelings, and am confident that affords, and guests can rely upon good olean while she stayed with me her heart was beds, and oonifortable rooms. Speoinl aooomodntiona for commercial untouched.” Here I waited for him to speak, but travelers. he did not. 1 went on: “Mr. French is very agreeable, and SEVENTH ANNUAL she seems to like him; but a girl’s heart, if of any value at all, is rarely won in three meetings. 1 think, how ever, that Zillah ought to be made ac quainted with this letter. Will you tell her, or shall I?” “Go you and do it—a woman can best deal with a woman in these cases. And,” he added, rising slowly and look ing down upon me with that grave and self-possessed smile which was likewise as sweet as any woman’s, “tell Zillah from me, that though I wish her to marry in her own rank and with near equality of fortune, to save her from all those dangers of mercenary offers to which an heiress is so cruelly exposed, still, both now and at all times. I leave her to the dictates of her own affections and her happiness will ever be my ehief consideration in life.” He spoke with formal serenity until the latter words, when his voice faltered a little. Then he led me to the door Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, and 1 went out. ¿.man lay on a sofa reading a love- February 22d, 23d and 24th, story. Iler crisp black hair was tossed 1887, about the crimson cushions, and her whole figure was that of rich Eastern luxuriance. She had always rather a LIST OF PRIZES. fantastic way of dress, and now she looked almost like a princess out of the There will be prizes Riven on the following Arabian N ights. Even though her skin named exhibits: 1st end 2d prize for beet and 2d beet ex was that of half-caste, and her little hands were not white but brown, there hibit of Keneington painting. let mid 2d prize, for beet and 2d best ex was no denying that she was a very of Keneington eiubroideiw. beautiful woman. I felt it—saw it— hibit let mid 2d prize, for beet mid 2d beet ex knew it! hibit of outline work by n child under 14 After a minute's pause I went to her yeare of age. side; she jumped up and kissed Igt nnd 2d beet, for beet and 2d beat ex she was rather fond of doing. I half hibit of work of any kind by a boy under 14 shrank back—her kisses were very pain yeare of age. ful to me just then. I came as quickly . let and 2d prize, for beet and 2d beet ex* as possible to my errand, and gave her hibit of qrayort work. The're will‘also'be a prize given for the the letter to read. As she glanced through it her cheeks heaviest, lightest and prettiest baby under 1 flushed and her lips began to curl. She year of age. Following is a list of prizes offered: For the threw the letter on my lap, and said ab prettiest baby, gold neoklaoe; lighteet and ruptly, “Well, and what of that?” heaviest baby under one year of age, eaob a I began a few necessary explanations. gold ring; outline work by a ohild under Zillah stopped me— fourteen years, first prise, ear rings, second “Oh, I heard something of the sort prize, serap book; Kensington embroidery, from Mr. French last night. I did not □rat prize, napkin ring, seoond prize, box believe him, nor do I now. He is only writing paper; kensington painting, first making a jest of me.” prize, manicure set, seoond prize, braoket:. I answered that this was impossible. crayon work, first prize, paper holder, seoond In my own mind I was surprised at Zil Cze, pitcher: boy’s work, first prize, paper Ider, seoond prize, inkstand. lah’s having known the matter before, and having kept it so quietly. Mr. Parade of Firemen Tuesday ai* French’s statement about his honorable tern oan. reticence toward the lady of his devo tions must have been untrue. Still this Doors will be open at 7 o’clock, was not so remarkable as Zillah’s own p. m. dally, daring the MCEBGXjjJxMitlifiL haviuir a lover. Fair. To be Continued. —All arc invited to Attend— Feed. Chopping Mill In Running Order, The Central Hotel, Dining Station of the 0. C. R. R. Garrison Opera House, 11.50 in advance! for the Reporter for 1887, means just what it wye—or idva « cb . Not a month after the beginning. Admission 25 Cents. By Order of CoMMim.