The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1865-03-29
yearn She said 10 herself.


going through the nall and unlocking the
door, Then came the sound of a mans
voice.
SIS Miss Piukney in g e a @ssfe
There is no one OF that name stoppiug
here, sir,' said the servant respectfnII.
'isu'I Miss Pinkney stopping here SIS
No, sir.' arn
Isn't this No. 40 q -s.e-l
III is SIR
Tsn'l it Mrs. Elsie-Or, an, don't know
The name
Mrs. Elsie Grant lives here, sir. This is
her house
We'll, isu'r Miss ,Pinkney' expected
herep al sll
L think not, SIR
Then came long pause of perplexity !;
evidently the gentleman was distressed per
picked and disappointed, Olive stood list
ening altentiyeIy just within The ParIor door
Said the gentleman al last
q had a note from Miss Pinkney last
week and she informed me that shs would
be at this house To-day. This is certainly
the house. can conceive why she isn't
here
Olives sympathy for the gentleman was
very keen, despite her disappoInlme enl, aud
she found herself stepping forward into the
hall.
There is probably some mistake, sir
she commenced TO say when her glance fell
upon The note, which he held in his hand -
|; was certainly her own.
Her hearl gave wild lhrob She flashed
her eyes over The visitor from head TO ioo,,
TO see if by any means she could trace re
semblance between grave professional
gentleman OF forty aud cerIaln qu ick mo
TONED black-eyed young man of her ac-
quaintance. Never were TWO more unlike.
will you come in, sir g she said al
last,
Mr.. Brown followed Olive into the iuxuri-
Gus parlors.
There is some strange mistake, sir she
said facing him as soon as he was seated -
q wrote the note you have in your hand
you are mistaken madam. II was cer-
tainly written by friend OF mine, Miss Oh
i've Pinknsy, and mailed at Cornlh,' and
Mr.. Brown looked wildly al the tall, slight
dark-eyed girl who claimed to be the origi-
nator of The epislle written by his title, blue
eyed lady-Ioye. Indeed, thoughts of in
lrigue and conspiracy flashed upon him as
be rose to,his leel, repeating, You are mis-
taken, madam
a hi L. oc ka,
disappoiulment, and in the midst of her be-
wiIderment.
'It can't be hoax, sir, for certainly
wrote the note but how this mistake hap
pensd-Your name sir 2 as the thought
flashed across her mind.
Richard Brown, al your service, mad
Brown repeated bis. respectable name
with dignity.
'Oh, understand now = excIsimed Olive
and by the time The matter was clearly ex-
planned TO Brown how the letter had fallen
into his hands, through his name 5eirg The
same as Olives lover, lawyer Brown and
the intelligent dark eyed girl, whose note
he retsrued with smiling bow and an in
voluntary compliment, were very nicely
acquainted.
There is another Richard Brown in town
whose post Office ADDRESS is box 2s5-a tall
! black eyed iellow-eh g and Mr.. Brown
stopped, laug hing, for The Sudden crimson
! OF Olives face revealed the whols story.
Miss Hudson, he said srchiy, Tor he was
fond of gu let jest, lit really isn't possible
that you have quarreled with such fine
fellow as that g
4 Ii was such pleasant, sensible face; and
such an air oil true digEity about the genIIe-
nan that Olive, finding that Brown knew
Dick quite well, was now led inio telling
the whole story of the quarrel, and ended
! with
i Il really must see him Immediately
4 Must you, indeed Is it possible tha
you are in love with such an unreasonable
4 fellow, Miss Olive 2
I q was half to blame, Mr. Brown -
'On, woman women ! sighed the gen.
tIsmau, 'whal angels you are-somelimes ?
! NO. said be, suddenly, I know Mr.
I Richard Brown SO very well that ifyou vii
/. trust this little affair TO Ia as friend for a
/ few days will stake my reputation as q
! lawyer TO bring the matter all out fair
Il shall be perfectly willing 10 trust you.
] Then Introduce me 10 your aunt, and &c
with me to the opera 10 night
Il was done. There in an opera box
without lady, sat Dick Brown, listening Il
the mbsic silently, and looking so grave ane
/ pale that Olive whispered to companion
Call hin-motion to him, please. am
sure be will forgive me and We shall be
1 friends Ef795 ss
! MOI at all. He deserves iweniy-fou
| hours pnnishmenl my dear. He's veIJ