Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1868-07-22

He did not say much he asked great
many questions about you But say. has he
proposed to you! p
Never mind whether he has or not, but
tell me what he said, urged Sally, eagerly.
He asked if your father was rich for one
thing"
Ibid he? And what did you say?
II said yes. ~
And what else? Tell me all about it,
she cried, imperiously.
Mr.. Trumbull laughed Il told him you
are worth half million of dollars"
Her brow contracted and her eyes flashed.
You did? Why, NJ Trumbull, why
did you do that?''
Il meant you was such a fine girl you was
worth it ; and, really, Miss Sally, think
it was too low an estimate. | ought to have
said two millions
Sally laughed, ''Oh, that is so funny
And do you suppose he believed it ?''
Certainly. And so he has been court
ing you?'' Mr.. Trumbul said, shrewdly.
Perhaps 50 but are you sure he is the
the same man ?''
Il think he is, but a question will soon
set him at rest
Sally started up in her impulsive manner
Come, | will introduce you, and then |
shall know the truth of this extraordinary
story"
Mr.. Trumbull would have demonstrated,
but she was half across the room before she
could interfere. Murray started forward
with pleasure as he saw her approaching.
He is an old friend of mine who thinks
Trumbull, Mr.. Murray
The gentlemen shook hands, and Mr.
Trumbull said Il think we met on board
a boat on Lake Erie last fall. F"
Eyes, replied Murray with faint flush,
Il remember it perfectly.
A few more words were exchanged, and
then Murray walked away.
Are you going to marry him, Miss Sally?"
asked Mr.. Trumbull.
mo, indeed -
''Is he rich p
''He is said to be very wealthy
..'Then you suppose fortune will be mat
ter of Indifference to him ?''
But what if his isas mythical as mine p
''Yo ou must find that out.
''No, | do not care to know now, said
Sally. Let US talk of something else. -
YES, thought you were going to ask
after your old friends. Have you forgotten
all about them in these gaieties p
''Oh, no !" And Sally put query after
query about her home friends until, at last,
Mr.. Trumbul said
''But you do not ask after Tom Middle
ton, and you might, for he cares more for
you than all the rest of them put together. 4"
''Oh, that's nonsense But how is he p
''He will tell you himself. -
tom here!'' exclaimed Sally, her face
tightening up with delight.
''Yes, indeed We came on together.
"And why hasn't he come to speak to
me?' and the pretty face clouded again.
''He says he did not dare before all these
people but if you will go to your parlor
will send him there.
Sally started up at once, and Mr.. Trum-
bull looked after her with smile. He had
been hoping for this match for long time,
and now. as. he went out to find Tom, he
whispered to him;
''Speak to her tonight, man am sure
she loves you.
Tom scarcely knew whether he was walk
ing on his head or heels as he made his way
to the parlor. He never could remember
afterwards exactly what happened when he
reached it. He only knew that Sally came
to meet him with q bright, blushing face,
and that the next thing he was certain OF
was that she was clasped in his arms.
AT tolerably early hour the next morn
| ing note was handed to Sally. 1t was from
Mr.. Murray, renewing his offer and begging
for a speedy interview.
ASK the gentleman to come up" Sally
said to the servant, and Tom, who was with
her, went out, without a particle of jealous
| objection.
The young man came in, and would have
seized Sally hand, but she drew it back,
haughtily Stop moment, Mr. Murray
| should ike to ask you question"
He paused, abashed by her resolute face
"What is it, Miss Beauclerc?"
'Do you know how much money 1 am
worth p
He hesitated and stammered. At last he
said; Your friend, Mr.. Trumbull, did
mention to me that you had some fortune
but assure you, dearest Sally, that 1t is o.
yourself alone I"
Sally checked him with an imperious ges
ture. Il have not a penny in the world. /"
He stood still, looking at her with a pale
atonished face.
eyes, sir, am entirely without fortune
and whoever weds me must take portion
less bride. y
lam very sorry'-he gasped out the
words.
mo need to express your regrets, sir.
am engaged to be married, and L will bic
you good morning.
Murray got out the room as best he coulc
and vanished that day from Washington
His wealth turned out to be mere fabrica
tion of his own, and he was heard of nC
more in fashionable circles.