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caught, she darted away, disappearing
rapidly, down the path which she had
come.
Clarence Harvard broke into merry
laugh, in which, after a moment of anger,
his companion joined him.
"You deserve it richly" said Clarence.
"One wouldn't think she was so smart.
But what shrew she will make l pity
the clod-hopper she marries she'll hen
peck him out of all peace, and send him
to an early grave"
Nothing more was said, for at that mo-
ment, dinner horn sounded, and the
young men rose to return to the roadside
inn where they had stopped the night be-
fore. There time was limited, and that
evening, knapsack on back, they were
miles away from the scene of the morning,
A week later they were both home in the
city, Clarence hard at work, perfecting
himself in his art, and his companion
delving at Coke and Blackstone .
Years passed. Clarence Harvard had
risen to be an artist of eminence. His
pictures were the fashion; he was the
fashion himself Occasionally as he turned
over his older sketches, he would come up
on "Cobwebs," as he was accustomed
laughingly, to call the sketch of the child ;
and then, for moment, he would wonder
what had become of the original; but
except on these rare occasions, he never
even thought of her.
Not so with the child herself. Nellie
Bray was poor orphan, the daughter of
a decayed gentleman, who, after her faith
er's death, had been adopted by mater
nal uncle, living on wild, upland farm
among the Alleghanies. Her childhood,
from her earliest recollections, had been
spent amid the drudgery of farm. This
rude but free lifehad given her the springy
step and ruddy cheek, which had attracted
the young artists attention, but it had
failed to satisfy the higher aspirations Of
her nature, aspirations which had been
born in her blood, and which came of gen.
erations of antecedent culture. The first
occasion on which these higher impulses
had found congenial food was when she
met the young artist. She carried hel
sketch home, and would never part with
it. His refined, intellectual face haunted
all her day-dreams. From that hour &
new element entered into her life; she be
came conscious that there were other peo
pie beside the dull plodding ones witt
whom her lot had been cast; she aspirec
to rise to the level of such all her leisure
hours were spent in studying; gradually
through her influence, her uncle's house
hold grew more or less refined; and fl
nally, her uncle himself became ambitious
for Nelly, and, as he had no children, con
sented, at his wife's entreaty, to send thu
young girl to first class boarding school
Ateighteen the barefooted rustic, whom
the young artist had sketched, had dawnec
into beautiful and accomplished woman
who after having carried off the highes
prizes at school, was the belle of the coun
try town, near which her uncle's possess
sions lay. For meantime, that uncle hat
been growing rich, like most pruden
farmers, partly from the judicious invest
: ments of his savings. But in spite 0
her many suitors, Nelly had never ye
seen face that appeared to her half s.
handsome as the manly one of the younl
; artist, whose kind, gentle words and man
ner, eight years before had lived in he
memory since Often after brillian
company, where she had been queen of tn
; evening she found herself wondering, il
) her chamber, if she should ever see tha
' face again.
e Are you going to the ball next week :?
J. said one of Nelly's friends to her. "The
say it is to be the most splendid affair W
y have ever had. My brother tells me tina
T Mr., Mowbray, the eloquent lawyer fror
!" Philadelphia, who is in the great will cas-
. here is to be present"
It II expect to Co." was the answer. "Br
Mr. Mowbray being there won't be the il
J, duoement."
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