“THE STORY OF HILARY LEGH."

Taranaki Herald, Volume LIX, Issue 143670, 14 December 1911, Page 5

“THE STORY OF HILARY LEGH."

By HAROLD BINDLOSS, Author of ”A Bravo Man’s Love,” “In Niger Lund,” “Ainelie’s Ju-Ju,” etc., etc. CHAPTER XVlll.— Continued, So it happened that when Hilary, who had n.tt.iagod to slip away liimiii, enscontv-u nei in a lounge >wiitua a .screen *j[ creeper.-, ijiv.-ic v« ;ib a numea step cli cue vetauuan, l*ml n; 3 Hiu no it mud nuiiaWi i;ico lo ucv wun jaimungium. “i aui geing hiiiaii, Liie hitler sjuu ‘ an .nubaUiiiyy i shail never oee you Ugaiu —miu l eoukl iiOv go UilnouL oikiuij' my euni'raluiiiiiUxib. -"-q Unit is tou luiiuai; wuiu/dc saying may every g<Kal thing luiiow you. Lego, you placed oiic Uie game pliiCKj..*, viie onus .seenieu neav\ again.it you, and i am not crying co giUuge yon k \oar success. >yu, lor her *auu, i ivi-in you H>ng hie amj liappiiiesc. x oil Will ue gx>ou to her, Well l you: .unary coma tell wnuc the nereis cost him irom Jus lace aim voice, lie uas aHo trounieu, and grasping ins iumoat rivals liana lie ccmii say. \\ e inani; you, noili oi us. i win, ucavea Jieipmg me. ’ iuincinguon was gone next moment, and .Hilary said. Lie tool; it very well. .Innaii, Knowing v.nai he has lost, 1 am sorry lor iimi. Poor Huntingdon, ' But me gnu, who attsweied Homing, loOKe-d down ac- her licue loowith a simpictou.3 moisture gatnern.g in her oyos. ino weeks fled swittly, and Hilary found the days ail too short, lor beaiuos the time he spent with Lilian the* affairs ot the .New Hope iivdrainic Concession, which progressed apace, claimed much of his attention, until ono afternoon most of the party \v!io met that memorable morning at Cedar llanchc assembled together, perhaps for the last time, in tlio Canadian Pacific Railway depot at Nancoiivor. There had been a wedding with full choral service and iloral display an hour or two before, and the bride and bridegroom stood on tiie platform ol the car, the man glowing with pride, and tho woman smiling shyly through a mist of tears.

“Good-bye Lily, ami the best of all that is good hoia.ll you in your now home,” said Robert Cnghton. “But don’t forgot the mountain, province and remember wc shall count the months until wc sec you again.” And Hilary answered for her. “\Ye shall never* do that, sit. and once every year we shall come back again, and make Morsloy render account of his stewardship. Remember Mrs. (Brighton's shares, Mr. Director.” ‘‘l won’t fail you,” said Morsloy, who was now leading spirit in the hydraulic company. “We have been good partners too long, and the city lubbers, will play no trick?, with the Now Hope stock while .lames T. Morsloy "s right on top. ft’s running full flood, Hilary; sail on with it into buss, livery man must get ins share ol Kicks, and 1 guess \ou vo got; all yours at the beginning. But u ever you run up against a streak oi hard Juck, or them peerages over yonder try to crowd you, semi along for your old partner, and lie 11 vseami solid behind you, as ho did in tho bin-ver-gaeima.” He gave place to Franbby Logh, who kis>ecl Ids newiy-niado daughter once mom with evident appreciation. “Enjoy your honeymoon, ’my dear, and when you ve scon everything worth .seeing in Paris, Berlin, and London,' you li lind me ready to welcome its mistress into Thornton Dene. I invited -Miss Kennedy to visit what she coils our played-out country, anti when J follow she is coming with me. is that not so, young lady? You were a good friend to my boy when he had verv few.”

j Carrie smiled mischievously up at the happy pair. “i’ll let you have Hilary alter all,” she said, “lie lias grown too serious for me. There, you can see him blushing. Did lie ever toll you. Lily, he once tried to make love to mo? Now, J think his father is heaps nicer, and Fin coming right over with him to scare your giltedged friends.” “All aboard.” tlio conductor's cry broke in, and tlio bell of the great locomotive drowned the last farewells. I Then with a shock of tightening coup- • ling; the Atlantic express rolled out of j the station, leaving a gronj* of waving i huU and handkerchiefs gazing after it ] until the sombre pines Ind the figures : of Lilian and Hilary leaning out lor a j last glance from tho platform of a j car- | “Another page turned clown,” said ( Hilary. “I um sorry and glad. If j 1 have toiled and hoped and starved ' until success came slowly in the cud I have won you, darling, in tho now lands over seas. And now we will look back no longer, but paws on into a future that seems golden hand in hand.” “Good or evil, it matters little, so long as we meet our fate together with mutual trust,” said Lilian. (The End.)