The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1868-12-23

wished him to ask her again. But such
was his nature. %
"God bless you,n he said, land make
You happy, whatever You may choose to
do.n 10, -. -,
Then he left her, and she heard him
walk down the stairs with heavy slow
steps, and she thought that she could
perceive from the sound, that he was
sad at heart, but that be, was resolved
not to show his sadness outwsFdly.
When she was alone she began to
think in earnest of what she had done.
If the reader were told that she regret
ted the decision which she had Deen
forced to make so rapidly, wrong I'M
preston would be given Of the condi-
| ton of her thoughts. But there came
upon her suddenly strange capacity
| for countiLg ND and making q mental
Inventors ofail that might have been
bers She knew-and where Is the
4 g;rI go ,Iaced that does not know T
| that 10 a great thing to be an English
| 1850 Now, as she stood there think
Sof it all, she was Nora Rowley with
Ianf a shilling in the world, and without
/ prospect of shilling. She had often
heard her mother speak fearful words
of future possible days, when colonial
governing should no longer be within
the capacity of Sir Marmaduke. She
had been taught frem very carly ge
that all the material prosperity of her
life must depend on matrimOny. She
could never be comfortably dispose! of
in the world unless some fitting man
who possessed those things of which she
was so bare should wish 20 make her
his wife. Now there had come a man
so thoroughly fitting, so narvellousiy
endowed, that no worldly blessing
would have been wanting.
Mr.. Glascock had more than once
spoken to her of the glories of Monk
hams. She thought Of Monkhams now
more than she had ever thought of the
place before. 1t wogld have been a
great privilege TO be the mistress of an
old time-honored mansion, to call oaks
and elms her own, to know that acres
of gardens were submitted to her ca
prices, to look at herds of cows and OK
en-, and be aware that they lowed on her
own pastures. And to have been the
mother of failure peer Of England, to
have the nursing, and sweet custody,
and very making of future SENATOR
would not that have been muchY And
the man himself who would have been
her husband was such a one that any
woman might have trusted herself to
him with perfect confidence. Now that
he was gone she almost fancied that she
did love him. Then she thought of Hugh
go 10 .aI Il "a
himself, in little dark closet at the Of
fee of the ID. r. in very old inky shoot
ing-eoat, with a furnished square-cut
cloth cap upon his head, with short
pipe in his mouth, writing at midnight
for the next mornings Impression, this
or that article according to the order OF
his master, q" the tallow-chandler;"-
the editor of the Daily Record was q
gentleman whose father happened to be
grocer in the city, and Hugh had been
accustomed thus to describe the family
trade. And she might certainly have
had the peer, and the acres of garden,
and the big house, and the senatorial
honors; whereas the tallow chambers
journeyman had never been so outspe-
ken. She told herself from moment to
moment that she had done right; that
she would do the same dozen times, If
a dozen times the experiment could be
repeated; but still, still, there was the
remembrance of all that she had lost.
How would her mother look at her, her
anxious, heavily laden mother, when the
story should be told of all that had been
offered to her and all that had been re.
fused
AS she was thinking of this Mrs. Ire
velyan came into the room. Nora felt
that, though she might dread to meet
her mother, she could be bold enough
on such an occasion before her sister.
Emily had not done so well with her
own affairs as to enable her to preach
with advantage about marriage.
ale has gonel" said Mrs. Treyelyan,
as she opened the door.
ayes, he has gone"
"Well' Do not pretend, Nora, that
YOU will not tell me-"
There is nothing worth the telling,
Emily"
what do you meant am sure he
has proposed. He told me in so many
words that it was his intention"
whatever has happened, dear, you
may be quite sure that shall never be
Mrs GlaseOck."
"Then you have refused him-because
of Hugh Stanbury"
81 have refused him, Emily, because
did not love him. Pray, let that be
enough"
Theu she walked out of the room
with something of stateliness i'll her
gait-as might become girl who had
had it in her power to be the future
Lady Peterborough; but as soon as she
reached the sacredness of her own
chamber, she gave wayt an agony of
tears. 1t would, indeed, be much to be
Lady Peterborough. And she had in
truth, refused it all because of Hugh
Stanbury Was Hugh Stanhury worth
so great a sacritice'