The Ebensburg Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1865-1871, 1865-11-16
EBENSBURG. PA, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER is,
He smiled.

"My dear little girl
~ am not a little girl p interrupted Liz
zie, Indignantly. II was sixteen last
November
"Well, then, my dear young lady, re-
sumed the Confidential Clerk, smiling
"l will accept your words as an omen of
coming good fortune. Tell me about
Martlnstower. is it pretty place ?''
at is a splendid place. corrected Liz
zle, with great enthusiasm. "With mar
! bic mantles, you know, all covered with
ancient gods and goddesses, and floors of
inlaid wood, and ceilings to look ike
yellow sunsets, and spots in tie woods
when the vines are growing overhead
And there are lawns and wide gravel
walks, and [ once peeped through the
| glass doors of the Conservatives and saw
great blue passion flowers and cactuses like
| tassels of flame, and orange trees with real
ripe oranges growing on them. 1t is like
fairy story
dizzy Lizzy! you are talking far
more than Is proper for a child" Interrupt
ted Viola, sharply, breaking in upon their
tete-a-tete "Put down that kitten and
so to your French immediately"
And as the abashed damsel with The
tangled curls obeyed her elder sisters be-
hest, the energetically whispered words,
sdi5nity of the clerk" reached HartwelPs
ears, together with Miss Lizzy's pettish
reply
81 don't care-I like him ~
The next morning, the confidential
clerk exchanged the "little room over the
kitchen" for more comfortable and spa
2 ba
he calmly superintended the projected
improvements at Martinstower, and all the
gossip was exchanged between him aud
Lizzy in the course of her daily rambles
| through the Martinstower woods IT
Blanche and Viola had only known of the
rapidly cementing friendship which had
| sprung up between the two, what a shock
their aristocratic tendencies would have
received
'Lizzy Lizzy Elliott I am ashamed
of you"
"But papa, he says he loves me-
Gloves you. ~ echoed Viola, holding up
both hands. Papa, only listen to her
A paltry clerk to dare fall in love with
our Lizzyl"
GA mere child, too-not seventeen"
chimed in Blanche, whose twcntv-seventh
birthday was looming darkiy over her.
"Papa, | wish you wonld buy Lizzy doll
and send her to boarding school
Girls! girls will you give me chance
to speak ?'' painted Mr.. Elliott despairing-
! ly. "Lizzy, [ don't know which aston
ishcs me most-this fellows audacity or
your ridiculous folly"
-,;I :,,;o ~
to marry him.
''Silence !" thundered the old gentle
man. "You shall not marry him I'll
write to Maurice Martin to discharge the
impertInent puppy at once"
The evening meal was already spread,
and the lamps lighted, when Mr.. Elliott
came, the mex: night. Blanche was read
ing, and Viola was clipping the dead
leaves OF her tavorite gerahium
where's Lizzy girls Z" said the old
gentleman, taking his seat in front of the
pile of buttered toast, and literally help
ing himself to the same
"In her room, L suppose" returned
Viola. II have twice rung the bell"
''Go after her, then. She's suIking af-
ter her beloved clerk, L suppose" com
mented Mr. Elliott
Viola went, but returned almost i'm
mediately, with a pale, frightened face.
"She's not there, papa, but this note
lay on the table"
Mr.. Elliott broke the seal, and hurried
ly glanced over the TREMENDOUSLY written
words with face that had grown like
ashes
s'BY THE TINE you READ THESE WORDS,
DEAREST PAPA, YOUR LIzzY WILL ANoTH-
ER's. II SHALL MARRY Mr.. HARTwELL. |
HOPE IT is NOT WRONG. INDEED, INDEED,
LOVE HIM."
As he folded the note with stern, rigid
features, a light step crossed the threshold,
and Lizzy's arms were around his neck,
the Confidential Clerk standing by the
door with face where pride and inGomi-
table resolution struggled for mastery.
Papa, forgive nIe-forgive US y
'I'll see you hanged first p roared the
old gentleman, turning purple around the
mouth. ''Begone, both of you. Beg,
starve if you like, but never come to me
for aid or help.''
"RidicuIous I' sobbed Viola.
"Preposterous p scolded Blanche.
| "Be it So" said the clerk, quietly
dizzy, we need nothing more than one
auothers love. Come, my little wife p
"But, papa persisted Lizzy, 81 want
to explain"
"Will you begone 2" calculated Mr.. Ell
lott, opening the door wide, and motion
ing toward the road.
And SO Lizzy and her husband left the
unfrieudly shadow of the paternal roof.