The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1866-04-13

met mine, before turned abruptly away.
That night lying awake after the household
was asleep, resolved 10 rise early the next
morning, before any one was stirring, and
go to the city, leaving anote to excuse my
sudden departure.
SO left Staten Island in tho cool. sweet
hush Of the early morning, never, thought
to see IL again. Back TO my work must
go, and forget that had ever known Mar
garct Vandermcyer.
That was gloomy day. Towards night
came sunny beam in the shape Of note
from Miss Nandermeycr.
e DO YOU know" she wrote, "tbat You
were very rude to so away an you did this
morntugY You want to escape our thanks,
suppose; hut that doee not excuse you.
VIII you come tomorrow, aud be for.
givenp"
There was deal of consolation In these
simple words, but hardened my heart, aud
wrote to Miss Vandcrmeyer that urgent
business wOull prevent my doing myself
the honor, &c.
What q wretched week followedg Who
would of thought that ono little woman
could have thrown my mind into such n tu-
multH ! worked myself i'll, aud. conscious
that was looking haggard and miserable
would not go out but worked at my easel
all day, day after day,
One afternoon, at the end Of that wretch.
cd week, was putting q few last touches
upon my picture, which wae now completed
when there came low tap at my door. |
opened IL, and to my inexpressible surprise,
bsheld Miss Nandermeyer She threw back
her veil, put out her little gloved hand
douhtfully, and said:
Z" How do you do, Mr. Delafeld : May
como in 2"
"Certoinly Miss yandermeyer-I am
worry happy stammered
:" You may wait for me at the door, Ro.
setie,P she said turning TO the maid who
accompanied her; and then she stepped in
side my apartment, looking around with a
curious, half timid air.
gave her my best chair, and stood
little way OH, looking at her, hardly daring
to speak, least she would vanish into thin
air. My poor studio had never been 30
illumined before.
81 came to see if you were i'll, she said,
presently, looking shyly up into my face.
You are very good" No; am not ILL.,"
Why haven't you boon to see us, then
You look i'll, l am sure" sho added
softly.
Il wrote to tell you that was very
busy"
She lifted up one little, acknowledged
hand warningly.
Now do tell the truth to me
"The truth, Miss Nandermeyer, would, |
am afraid, give you little pleasure" said,
bitterly.
" J don't understand you"
There was silence.
&" stuid away from you because thought
I 81, I 10 a.
perate. ...
A rosy flush crept slowly over her sweet
face. ........
"Why?" she asked, after minute.
Because, Miss Vaudermeyer, love
you!"
Tho blush faded away to white; and a
smile tremhled about her lips.
" thought you did, " in a low, cooling
veice,
drew a long breath.
"Then you must understand me. You
are going TO marry Mr.. Lacroft--"
was interrupted by a quick musical
laugh.
"Why, you silly fellow, don't you know
Fred, is my cousin. and engaged to Nellie
Damer? They're to be married in Septenl.
| ber."
was silent from surprise.
Is that any consolation?" asked my
tormentor, presently. could not deny that
ii was.
But that makes no difference said al
last
mo difference ?"
"No. That confouaded five hundred
thousand dollars of yours!" said, be
tween my teeth
oh, that is il y with ripping laugh.
Yes, that is it! and hardly knowing
what did, | turned my easel SO that my
picture faced her.
She started.
"Why, that is. T." she exclaimed, her
eyes glowing. "Did you do it:"
| Yes
! She went up to the picture, and examined
! il closely.
You've made it just Ike me, she said
in a gratificd tone. .....
| 81 coul Int help doing So"
Its prettier, toe, than any likeness ever
! had" she added, with quite uuconsciou:
sell-pra SO. "WiIl you sell it?
| mo"
Not for FIVE thousand dollars?"
"Not for ten thousand"
Not to me : coaxingly.
Not even to you"
| one sat uOWn IN my armchair again. nel
gloves lying in her lap, her hat in her hand
her cheeks crimson, her eyes soft anc
bright with excitement paced the room
fast losing my selc-control. loved her so
al wish you would leave off walking
and sit down, she said, in a moment.
want to talk to you."
| sat down Instantly.
Is this your studio?' glancing around .
any studio, dining and exception room.
"Why do You live SO poorlyy
"To save money"
"And this all the home you have p" she
said, with an air of tender pity.
You needn't he sorry for me, replied
hastily. My debts arc all paid now; and
some day, | dare say, shall live in better
style"
fAnd yet you wouldn't accept my for
tune y she went on, her voice shaking q
| little. t
] Miss Vandermeyer--"
But suppose she interrupted" sup
pose | should tell you that it never was SC
rnuch as people thought--and that what
there was is almOst-Or quite---lost ''--shO
began 10 cry now" gone TO ruin in a
broken bank--and that i-oh, Mr.. Deateld
expect to have TO be goyerness, or do
| something g-for my living"
| She broke down here, and hiding her
face in her hands, sobbed aloud. was at
her feet, caressing her shawl, showering
kisses upon her bright eurls, overwhelm
| ing her with tender words.
Oh, my lONe-Iny precious darling-you
| become a goVerDSRs " | will work like n