New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1868-07-26


ISOLATION. -
He had come to the conclusion" he
was saying TO Miss Chumley, which was,
perhaps, a foregone one, that the way in
which his life drifted along was very, very
unsatisfactory. Every man should have an
object in his life, you allow that, don't
your
Miss Chumley said, "ofcourse, that was
right enough
Now Algy had an expressive voice, and
a wonderful. command over its different
tones. 1t was, in fact, perfect orchestra,
all the instruments effectively played by
himself.
well, be said, taking out his ''softened
melancholy" fageolet and discoursing
with it, you see am one of those upfOr-
tunate fellows who have gone on hitherto
with no object; perhaps it is one of the
causes of my general failure-l have often
thought So" Here pause and gloomy
stare into the fire. "Ah, Miss Chumley,
you are in position to be envied."
MISS Chumley said, Good gracious me,
why ~
Because you are successful"
All women like success, which is power,
and still more like to be told of it, which
is tribute to their power; so Miss Chum-
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had made an impression.
at is only poor, unsuccessful devils like
myself continued the flageolet, softer than
ever, that can appreciate success in others
to it's full need. Success to the artist is
everything. Would that had some hope,
some incentive to help mlg Tagging energy"
Here new movement on the stop-noses
produced plaintiye sigh, which, followed
by discreet silence for a full minute,
made Miss c. feel her position becoming
slightly embarrassing. Then he went on
again.
Miss Chumley,' he said, twill you par
don me if l come to the point of what 1
wish to say at once?p He did not stop to
give her the chance of refusing. "The
pleasure of your acquaintance has been
mine for some time now; always recogniz-
ing your true artist nature, is it surprising
that my admiration for its expression should
have ripened into admiration for your own
person, not for the actress, but for Rose
Chumley herself? Miss Chumley, l have
learnt to love you most sincerely; may
venture to HOPPE
She had risen in her agitation at this
climax and stood facing him,
"Oh dear me- she said, " don't say
that, please; don't say that"
Algy sat gazing with all his eyes, sur
prised at the nervous oddness Of her man
ner.
u am so sorry, - she went on, ooh, so very
sorry; but that is exactly what Mr.. Levy
has been saying"
"Mr Levy
Yes; he went away just before you
came
:" You mean the Jew lawyer"
No, he's not Jew now; he was convert
ed some years ago.
ooh was he? Well?r
He said the very same things you have
been saying
"Hs didSto your
Mr.. Levy has done me the honor Of ask
ing me to become his wife"
The deu-. Good heavens! and what
did you say"
II said l would"
The deu-. Good heavens! Why did
MT you tell me of this at once!H
REALLY, Mr.. Bates
"Oh,' recovering himself, Rose-Miss
ChumleY, | mean-paIdon me-naturally
agitated-this is cruel of you, cruel,' and
he leant his elbow on the mantlepiece, and
looked despairingly at the yellow and
green pattern OF Miss Chumley's hearth
rug.
There was a pause for few minutes and
a solemn silence; then Miss Chumley went
up to him and laid her hand upon his arm.
Don't be angry with me, Mr..
Bates; l did it for the best. If had
thought for a moment that-that you-of
course l n't--shouldn't-but he's
very good natured and has so much money,
you know"
"Whereas l have none; speak it out; l
can beag anything now
ooh, no, no, no. and her eager face ap-
pealed against his words. "Now it is you
who are cruel: do not say you think so bad
ly of me as that Mr.. Bates. Tell me you
don't mean that"
AS he looked down on the face so mobile
in expression, and animated by every
thought that at the moment dwelt in her
mind, now pleadingly upturned to his, gen
uine feeling for the time moved him, as he
said passionately:
Il hardly know what am saying. You
are the only woman / have ever loved; /
say so in all truth and sincerity, and ii
seems very hard, very hard. know that
do love you truly, Rose, for | can even
now wish that you may be happy With that
man. As for me, well, there, its all over
now. Goodbye, goodbye
p ''iou will DE friends still; you don't bear
any malice Tell me we shall still be
, friends"
Friends r' he exclaimed bitterly, and
turned on his heel to go. Then, as he open.
ed the door, il struck him that he had been
rather hard with her; it would not do him
any harm accepting her friendship, and il
might be useful to him some day, who car
tell? So he went back again and held out
his hand.
LET us be friends, Miss Chumley, anG
forgive me my harshness,p with the brigh
smile which so often had stood him in goot
need before.
She gave him both hands, after her i'm
) pulsive manner, and pressed his warmly.
Then he went away and walked down thl
Hampstead road, thinking it all over
What could he do noWp The vision O
Dick Winslow and his memoranda bool
stared him in the face at every step he took
He told himself that he was Irregular
ly done,n How nice she was
; how honest and unaffected; how
. very different to the namby-pamb,
: young ladies he met in society! Yes, hi
: really did--did he reallyg Yes, he though
he actually did love her, bar the bet am
for herself. 1t was very hard upon him
! doosid hard. That beast Levy, too, maj
! who blew hisnose with report like a can
non, and wore Butcher boots. However
he would be miserably Jealous and uncom
Portable, that was consolation. A maj
who isn't in the profession never shout,
marry an actress. Just as he comes hon,
tired from the city, or wherever it is, hi
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