Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1858-08-06

| and opened the door herself. f.,io . i.ssa IL
Why, what brings you here. at thi.
unseemly hour, my faithful knight, are
you out in search Of adventures?s WHY
you look as pale as aghost; come in. p =
Grace Merry. Il love you.,sprg 7sqpoi
| so Romeo said 70 Juliet, last night. in
the play. though not SO abruptly. Why
don't you kneef (? IT would be SO roman.
tic; see, We are alone. i@ maj sstsit
.of;course I'm fall into your arms after
the manner ofheroines and actresses, and
exclaim with heartfelt pathos. oh | how
love you, Charles T. So
She laughed bitterly.
Charles Stanley turned as pale as
| DEATH sao 1n'yts8. rs Hiis - j.
Il see you are disposed to jest, Miss
Merry; l am in no fit mood for trifling,
and must therefore beg leave to say good
night ~ 10 m hs - la
Stay. WON'T you. one moment9'
mo; you tdetest long leave. takings, Il
will not make you 'neryous;' good night
With that cold sneer on his lips, with
these bitter words in his mouth, he was
gone l eac9ar7s 90 a
Grace sat like one stupefied for about
ten minutes, aud then she went TO her pi-
ano and finished her piece. -
Lizzie King entered at side dooor.
Grace Merry. I have been playing
caves dropper; not a very laudable occue
patton. but L have And are you not
ashamed of yourself,?' se u
Ashamed of what. Liz 2 and she drum
med her fingers on the keys impatiently.
Why yop:6sp t,jSe6 wiib sle,p,
NnyieIdiug Nature, yoa have lNiA he
gyonDa .woSs {Or yopr OVID Misery, 5or, DO
Who told you SO p
Nobody; common sense informed me.
Grace Merry. I have known you for
years; aud L know this. that to- might you
have trampled under foot that alone which
could make you happy
You are well posted up and quite
theatrical in your manner; what else, Miss
King 2 5A
Lizzie turned away abruptly. and they
parted in anger
Grace was playing a fine game.
Away in the we sma' hours, noe.
turnal rambler might have seen white.
robed maiden. gazing on the moonlight,
and weeping bitterly-was it Grace Mer-
ry?
In the morning Grace looked pale and
haggard. and Lizzie's heart was touched
with sorrow. Lizzie was a good natured
soul who could not bear malice. 81
/. You did not sleep well. Grace. dear?'
No; had an excrucia,ing headache
Blessings on thee, headache. how CON
venient thou art. Does unhappiness
make us grow still and pale in company.
we have a headache Are your eyes
red with secret weepings, headache,
though painful in .hyself, thou art mer-
ciful cloak to hide the throbbings of thy
timed neighbor, heortachei
Here's a boy from the HOTEL said
Lizzie King. after breakfast; what can
he want q
The surest aud easiest way to ind ou.
is to ask him. said Grace, quietly biting
her finger nails. IL m
A note for you, Grace
Grace's heart redoubled its pulsation,
way it had when-shall betray her
secrets She grasped it eagerly and
read. ass 1 .r II
Yes. Grace. turn pale; bite your lip
to hide its quiyering. Lizzie sees you.
the boy sees you
DO Teau IulS u6IcCIhDl6
she laughed, hystercally.
Miss Merry 81 return your GLOSSY
riuglet.' give it to the next man you
choose 10 smile upon. In the life which
shall lead, that Of a soldier, / have no
use for such sentimental tokens. leave
in the steamer to-day. eaT es5 oBR
Respectfully. ~
"A CHARLES STANLEY.
'Oh Grace, what have you done 2
Nothing, that's all nonsense. Did
you ever see disappointed lover in your
life who was not going TO the wars or
something else equally desperate. have
no patience with such stuff. He expects
me TO relent. and send him doIeful love
sick imploration to come back; but will
give him delightful dose Of disappoint.
ment. see if don't. Sent back my curl;
how impertinent.'
Lizzie saw through the fimsy veil
She saw that pride sat behind the curtain
and pulled the wires, and Lizzie. bles
sings on the faithful creature, had an
idea.' She few to her room and penned
the following notes: Boa
Mr.. Charles Stanley Don't think me
uumaidenly Tor writing to you on such q
short Acquaintance. You love Grace
Merry; she loves you. She is not fiirt.
she is only thoughtlsss little creature
who does not know her own heart. Leave
this evening. for Charleston. she will
think you have gone to --. will
arrange the rest
Grace Merry knew nothing of this note.
The hours moved slowly on Grace
uas in the noIt rasileSs mood nossihIa -
She drummed her piano awhile, then she
tried her guitar and broke several strings.
then she walked 70 the window. FINAL