The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1869-05-28

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ones seemed to shine. She seemed
feel it accutely as she stood, with heigI
tened color and disdainful lips, mute
jim their, midst She scarcely lifted tt
curling lashes from her black eyes, {
gave the least movement to the ha
that covered her white shoulders like
golden veil. She was disturbed an
distressed, and wanted to get away frol
them. All the evening she had bee
herself, merry and gay; but her mo-
careless glance had been met by on
almost passionate in its admiration, he
laughing tones answered by the mo-
Ifulsome fsttery; and, angry with be-
self and them-hsviDg aptly learned j
three short weeks to heartily despis
the hollow mockery of what the worl
calls pleasure-she now stood this lal
hour in the ballroom in anything bu
a happy frame of mind. AT last ther
was break in the circle, and the 10,
tones of the votaries of fashion cease
for moment as a young man of quie
gentlemanly bearing made his way u
to the young lady.
Miss Lysle, said he, permit me t
conduct you to the conservatory yo
were speaking Of
They had passed through the rooms
and she turned to thank him for bring
ing her away.
But where is CliveP she asked
Are we not going home soonl am s,
tired, Willie
Tired Of dancing, or of London dissi
patton, Florence, which, 2 he asked
Both she replied. 4 wouldn'
live here for worlds, if 1 am to be drag
ged about night after night like this
'Then such life has no charms fo
youp he asked.
No, indeed was the reply. Il an
disappointed in Give Hardinge.
thought him superior to such frivolity
He seems to ike it.
There you mistake, Floy,' said hel
companion. 1t is society that courts
him, not he who courts society. Al
you say, he is superior to it.
Then why does he go into it SC
much ? she asked.
He is performing a sort of penanee,
was the reply; 'and mixing in gayety
which he detests, for the sake of one
whom he cares for much, to see if the
pure gold of spirituality in her heart
will stand the test of. the schemiug
world
She looked up into the clear, dark
eyes Of Gives dearest friend; but be-
yond the smile on her lips, and the
slight pressure of his hand upon her
arm, she could read nothing.
1 am going home in five days she
said as they passed through the rooms.
Are you sorry or glad 2 he asked.
Il shall be glad to see my mother
again. she replied but 1 shall be sor-
ry to leave my aunt she has been so
kind and-and cousin Give
He is rather old, don't you think
Floy; something of the old bachelor
about him-too old to marry, in fact p
,Whol Give 2 she said. He is moi
old, is he9 ! never noticed it. His
hair is not gray, and his face is moi
wrinkled. He is very handsome, is
cousin Give
Handsome, FIoyf You must have
put on loves spectacles, surely, friend
as be is, l never could call him hand
some yet
Don't talk nonsense, Willie,' said
Florence pettishly 4 repeat Give
HardiDge is handsome. He has more
strength, and might and majesty in
his countensnce, than dozen ordinary
men. Here he comes; now judge for
YOURSELF
If weary look and pale face denoted
a handsome physique, Give Harding
certainly possessed it at that moment
He came forward to Florence.
Would you like to go now Y he said,
kindly; my mother is already cloaked
and waiting for the carriage
She quietly took his profered arm,
and extending her hand to Gives friend
bade him good night
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Miss Lysle sat at her work in her
auuts morning room,7 the day before
her departure home. The blue cash
mere robe she wore, suited well the
purity of her complexion, and the rich
curls of glittering hair. She looked
marvelously pretty, and SO thought
Give Hardinge, as he made it his
special business to visit the room that
morning. But her eyelashes were wet ;
she looked as if she had been shedding
a tear Or two, silently, there to herself;
and, perhaps, the softness and tender
ness in her face, made her appear more
beautiful still. Give carried a long,
narrow box in his hand, of blue enamel
and gilt and placed it under her eyes.
The bet Florence said he. Had
you forgotten it? You have won it
quite fsirly-or will do so tomorrow,
for there remains yet one more day
before the month is completed. Now,
will you tell me why you have so
coldly declined the two offers of mar
risge you have been honored with since
your stay with us9'
q did not feel myself honored,' she
replied. One was from a spendthrift
and debauchee; the other a brainless
fop, who possessed but one idea in the
wOrld-that of admiripg his own
figure
/ But you have repelled admiration 50
persisteutly,' said Give, 'others, who
certainly admired you, might have
Thank you, cousin Give, for the
bet. May / look 2 interrupted Florence
I1ysle, as she put out her hand for the
box.
Certainly not until tomorrow was
Inc reply; then you may wear home
Lhe prettiest pair of gloves the box con
tains, if you like, and when you are
gone perhaps l shall be able to get
back my rest again, and my appetite.
You have robbed me of both since you
haze been here
Cousin CliveP she exclaimed.
i say you have robbed me of both,
Give. Before l saw you ]
was able to eat ike any other mortal;
out now the dazzling things at the table
IRE not the plate and crystal, but a
pair of snowy hands that keep moving
Up and down, but mesmerise my eyes
o look at them. Before you came, l