The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1868-11-12
From the New York Ledger.
LOVE AND DRESS-Ni ANLNG G..
BY AMY RANDOLPH.

'.Do you really love me, Charley -
DO really live and breathe? Now.
Ruth, what's the use of asking such an
absurd question as that, when you
know perfectly well that DON'T belong
to myself at all. I'm slave-a miser-
able, abject captive i'll the chain Of your
sweet eyes and gentle words and what's
more, / haven't the least desire TO regain
my lost freedom"
'.Nonsense. Charley
But Ruth Murray said '.Nonsense" in
tone that clearly meant THE very best
of sense" and Mr.. Charles Trevor took
advantage of the coqettish syllables ac-
cordingly.
They were sitting in the library of
the capacious, luxurious old country
house, with a bright fire of hickory logs
blazing on the marble hearth, and the
bay window, curtained with warm
crimson folds, just revealed a glimpse
Of clear orange twilight, belted with
the silvery crescent of the new moon!
You could not distinguish much from
the flickering uncertain light, but the
eye of a romancist is supposed to be
naturally gifted, and the pen of
romancist in no way deviates from
the truth in saying that Charles Trevor
was tall, and dark, and handsome, with
wavy black hair and frank lips, and
eyes where the brown shadows melted
almost imperceptibly into velvet black
ness.
And Ruth Murray-what shall we
say of her, as she sits there on little
cricket, with the capricious fire-gleams
darting in lines of lightu and down
the ''bugle trimming" of her piquant
velvet jacket, and occasionally pausing
to mirror themselves reflectively i'll the
liquid blue depths of her lovely blue
eyes! What can we say ?. Only that
she was very small and. very plump,
with long, brown eyelashes, and lips
red and ripe as wintergreen berries, ,and
hair like golden water, stirred into fan
tastic ripples by summer evening
wind! Only that she was wonderfully
pretty, and coquettish withal, as most
pretty girls are apt to be! Isn't that
enough?
Charley" she said, thoughtfully,
playing with one of the sparkling but
tons of her jacket. Il do believe that
you love me--but I'm afraid your SEN
timents will undergo an alteration when
Won know tb bat-that-, ,,
THAT what 90
Il ought to have told you before,
faltered Ruth, coloring wildly, and
seeming TO shrink away from the ruddy
shine of the mbers, comfy
'sTold me what, darling? 90
''That am only a dressmaker."
ssYou dressmaker! And visiting at
Wardley Place?''
''Kate Wardley and I were school,
mates, Charley-and she is very kind
and she promised to tell nobody, lest
people should be cold to me!''
s'Hold on a minute. Ruth,'' said Mr..
Trevor. 81 didn't ask the question be-
cause the fact made one whit's differ
ence in our relations towards one an
other-only was taken a little by sur
prise as it were. A dressmaker,are you
Well, Ruth, I shouldn't care if you
were crossing-sweep 1 love you--
and that's quite enough for me-"
''But, Charley, I am poor and OBJ
scure!''
"What of that? I'm not rich, by any
means, but am fully capable of work
ing for both of us--and as for being OBJ
scure, why, we'll try and see if we can
not make ourselves name in the world,
Ruth -
''But you are not obscure, Charles
the Trevors stand first and foremost in
the circles of New York--I know that
humble little dressmaker though l
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