Brookville American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1858-1861, 1858-12-17
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ONLY A JOKE AFTER ALI. l.

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eAnd whom pre you to DO married.,
AnnleYp asked MY friend, Lucy. az |
enrcfnlIy laid aside my bridal veil aud
wreath which | had been showing hor
There was something Ia the tone Of
her vuicei TINT struck ~ pang 20 my
heart, tliough ] know not why, and !
ansu cred bnslily, while the warm blood
mounted tony checks ~
In two woclks from Tomorrow even.
Ing. II nothing happens TO prevent
sAnd that there will anything hap.
pen yon do rot expeel2y sud Lucy,
looking seriously into my face. ils
"Of course not, why should ] dcarY
Two weeks IL not n very lengthy period,
certainly, and before half that timc has
expired Walter is coming To Elton
tYou arc sure of tiIisy' queriod
Lucy.
oAs sure as We can be Of anything
replied. rArc you a prophetcssY Can
you peer into faturily, and tell mo II
there is amy reason why this shall not
be SOP
Il ,au no prophecies, sighed Lucy,
"and yet"
said yet, rhat?" ! demanded impa-
tlonily, irritatcd by her manner.
sAnd yot, Waiter may never come 10
you. II he should nbts-she did not
finish the sentence, but fixed her eyes
kcenly upon my tace. 80
There arc no Us about 1t, said
I"what has taken possession Of you that
yvn appear so strangelyyY ~ IS
sI dare not tell you,' was the slowly
spoken reply, "but to-day | learned
something dreadful
"Drcndthl?f What can il be? Wal
ter, no-nothing has happened TO him
l am sure. Toll me, do not torture m,
a mmnent" 81. II4 III
sWhlter--" s-1-@.+t@
"What, Lucy? ] shall go crazy
you'll kill me II you do not tol
met 1 cried, grasping her hands ant
| holding them firmly. .,7s ssfl'-f ~
.Walter is married r.,
II "Marricd, Lucy-married-i tina
tall? Did you think to fiighten me Will
such an absurd story as that? Shame!'
:, laughed hysterically as 1 said this, anS
tears gushed freely from my eyes.
: s'It is true. Annie; L read IL in to-day
paper, Mr.. Walter Mayo to Miss-Mis
IL can't Think" fftt1tI
j "Helen Stickneyg'' gasped, grasp
ling her hands again. go. s.,
"Ycs, that was the name. They wer'
married in Boston" - y, -..rf,i
AHave you the paper? | canno
, credit what you may have seen. L mus
read it, read il myself. $50.
J. She drew it from her pocket an,
; pointed TO tho marriage list. My eye
! seemed starting from their sockets ~
read. My senses were not TO be trust
tod, il could not be and yet, and ye
there il was, plain simple an indispu
4 table: "Mr. Walter Mayo Of Elton Z
: Miss Helen Stickney of Boston,
. Walter Mayo-my, my Walter mar
Iried 10 the proud, wealthy cit,
belle!
s..Go from mo, LUCK, please" / said
Turning away. Forget this-mc-
go!''1 ff-ktf T1sAEFFftf fft{
I staggered to n chair US she left Tia
(. room. / pressed my h;tnds to m
d throbbing temples. | tried TO believ
a myself in the midst OF some hoi.ri
: dream, from which / should soon ava
ken. ! would not keep back the tear
: | would not suppress my wild sobs ,
grief | would lot them colnc-thc drcac
fnf spell would soon pass away. Butn
= there was no change. My hoart gre
heavier every moment. The light tina
streamed in at the windows was n,
that Of the carly morning, upon whic
my eyes had just opened. There wei
70 sounds of busy life about the house; Il
"A children were out. upon the grassy law
IN had heard their merry shouts, al
m watched thcaa at their play aoarly a
1.-THE long summers afiern3ou Thc'