True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1857-11-25

with her soul in her blue eyes! am SO
surprised But then, after all, men of
his intellect and taste usually prefer such
women for the sake of The contrast,
suppose. Any way, he will hate a sweet
little doll wife, who'll love hin to dis- ,
traction, and make him the richest soups
and jellies in Christendom." and Laura
went up stairs humming tune as naiur-
ally as if she didA't know Wallace was
under the window, and heard every word
she had spoken.
"Mf, Treat, have such favor 10 So
lcit Of you - and Laura Mead l,id her
little fingers on the gentleman's arm, lit
ed those dark melting eyes, whose power
many conquest had taught her, 10 the
gentleman.
"Well, speak it, Miss Mead. shall
only be too happy to crafty YOU
"This morning, | saw the sweetest
white rose in little vase on your table.
1t was precisely what wanted for my
hair. You know Aunt and / arc going
out to Mrs. Morton's tea party. and
white rose in this braid will just complete
my toilette"
Wallace hesitated a moment. The
flower was Ellise's gift, the last one that
had bossomed on her bush, and he had
3 promised to keep it until the next year
I should bring her its fresh blossoms
3 But he looked on the elegant pleader,
t and he thought it would be very ungen.
tlemanly to refuse her. am only too
] happy to oblige you." he said as lie ran
r up stairs, and it was pity he did not
see the triumph in Laura''s eyes, as she
e placed the rose in her black braids.
It | noticed that ELISE started, as Miss
y Mead entered the parlor, at Mrs. Nor
!, toms, and fastened her eyes eagerly or
: the young lady. Then a shadow crep
into her blue eyes, and for moment her
;, lips quivered. But ehe regainad her
n composure, and all that afternoon wa.
unusually gay, though knew her brigh,
It face did not paint the cloud that was in
d her heart. For the first lime suspicion
that was in itself a fearful paDg had en-
l. tered it
l. Two days later Elise came up to oul
J. house. II had been beautiful day, anC
If the West was medallioned with gorgeous
N Autumn sunset.
it "Why didn't Wallace come with your
" I asked, Seizing her hand, and DRAWN!
N her into the house. She laughed. no
E, quite naturally thought. He did in
s. tend to, but Miss Mead was very anxious
le 10 visit an old friend Of her mothers al tn
II Fort. The doctor was not at home 81
Id he accompanied her."
a 81 believe | am not quite well, Matte
xt for I've had the blues all day." Sh
a leaned her cheek on my shoulder, AM
to burst into tears.
y We went up stairs, and at last Ellis
told me that change had of late cam
le over Wallace. 1t was slight, intangible
" but she FELT it. He seemed abstractet
e, and liked to converse about Miss MeaC
whose maners he pronounced the 'pe1
or fecton of elegance"
he "Do you think her so very beautiful
no Matte 7" questioned the girl, lifting he
he sweet face to mine, and looking as if HI
IS, life depended on my verdict.
lot "No not half so much so as are yc
he dear ELISE" answered. adding VIII
Ter words of comfort l could, till at last E
en- lise smiled. and said with her old amin
tion, "Next week, Matte, we are to 6
ice to Grandma's, and then all will be settle
Mt, nicely. You know we are to invite h
Sc, to the wedding, which takes place ne:
I'm month";"
All me I! poor ELISE!
On | do not think Laura Mead loved w;
Mt, lace Treat when she first conceived Il
tie idea Of trying her coquettish arts on tn
gentleman, but Wallace was not an
es, dinary man, and il was not long befo
ere the city belle found TO her astonishmel
'ci- that her affections were warmly enlist
ura in this matter
believe Wallace loved ELISE, as
Ell. never could love any other woman, b
- as said, he was mental epicure, a
ere Miss Mead's elegance, her fine eyes, a
he great conversational powers fascinat
/ it. him. He was greatly to blame, and y
ce, had you seen l know you would p
ess him.
That night Wallace had made eve
vas arranpement 10 accompany ELISE
next day to her grandmother's. He h
al been like his old self, tender, affectiona
me. and he left his bride.elect with a he
beating to its old tune of happiness.
per, WAS THE LAST TIME THEY EVER MET
nit Wallace returned to the DOCTORS, {
nx- found Miss Mead alone and in tears
ill, She pointed to letter she had just
ak ceived, informing him that her gra
was mother was very i'll, and her nurse
he'd written that her recovery was doub
ret, and she was very desious Of seeing La
for once more.
"Dear, dear Grandma ! II | could 0
lies, 90 to her," sobbed the lady through
an tears. "Itis nearly forty. miles from |
ght, and the place is accessible by neither
road or stage" A4a
tell Wallace was greatly touched,
Mss not weep so, dear Miss Mead" he 8
girl, pressing her hand, ~ would accomp