Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1869-11-26
PARIS, MAINE, FRIDAY,


sand miles away, two young gentlemen
were speaking of this same young lady.
They were travellers, who had accident
ally met on board steamer on Lake Erie.
They were total strangers, and were even
of each others name, but had fallen into
cha, as they strolled on deck, under the
rays of the full moon.
Il never was so far from land before in
my life. said the elder of the two. fine
looking man ofperhaps thirty-fve.
'Indeedr exclaimed his companion, a
handsome. city-bred looking gentleman
May ask where you are from. that
Your sea experience has been so limited"
From the interior of North Carolina"
Alp cried the stranger, and his cold
features lit up into sudden interest. Then
perhaps YOU know the Beaucleres
Very well indeed, they are old friends
of mine
And Miss Beauclere, you know her.?
Certainly
i hear she is very handsome
Yes, DO you know her?'
No, have merely head of her; but
expect to meet her in Washington this
winter She is the oldest daughter is she
not?'
Yes
And is Senator Bcauclere man of
wealth.
Yes; that is, he has very fine estate. '
Miss Sally is the daughter of the first
marriage is she not"
Yes, and noble girl. Why, she is
worth halt million in herself alone, cx-
claimed the North Carolinan, cnthusi-
astically.
His companion started little at the
word, but changed the conversation TO
other subjects, and before long the two
gentlemen parted for the night, still in
ignorance of each others names. They
did not meet again, but in the morning
exchanged merely distant bow as they
left the boat in opposite directions.
The weeks passed on, and Sally Beau
clere was established with her parents at
Willard's Hotel in Washington. As Mid
dleton had predicted, her beauty and tai
ents drew around her circle of admirers
and before long she was established rs
one of the reigniug bellies OF Washington.
The admiration and adulation which
she received. Sally found more intoxicat-
inc and delightful than she had imagin-
ed. II was very pleasant to be the beauty
of every ballroom, and to be constantly
surrounded by n circle OF al dorers. The
idea of returning TO the humdrum life OF
home was not elways plea SAINT TO her.
aud she sometimes felt halt.inclined to
think seriously of accepting some OF the
brilliant offers that were made 10 her.
She had been a good deal put out, too,
with Tom, for not speaking before she
came away. Sometimes she was half-in-
clined To doubt his love for her, and al
though his earnest eyes yet haunted her
with their wiStful look of affection, she
had more than one serious thought of try
inc 10 Danish his remembrance, and mar
nv, as many others around her did. for
money rather than for love.
Most prominent among her sworn ad-
mireIs. was Mr.. Charlton Murray of New
York. Handsome. distinguished-looking
and reputed to be of great wealth, he
seemed TO be match not 10 be despised.
Since the moment of his first introduction
TO Sally. he had devoted himselfto her
most persistently. Every day a bouquet
of fresh flowers came to herIoom with
compliments every morning he hung
over her chair; every evening he was
ready 10 attend her ut the balls and re-
ceptions.
Sally, TO tell the truth was very well
pleased with his admiration-he under
stood so well how TO play the agreeable,
he paid her such pretty compliments, he
was so handy and thoroughbred! He
had already made his proposal in FORM
and Sally was listening TO his earnest
pleading, as they sat half hidden from
observation in one of the deep windows
OF the hotel parlor.
PRAY, Miss Sally, think favorably Of
my suit. My hopes of happiness, my
future life, depend upon your reply
The words were earnest, the tone inn
passioned. Sally's cheeks burnt, as she
hesitated for reply: I've known you so
short time she faltered.
What is that? You have known me
for five weeks, and during that time have
seen me more frequently than you would
under different circumstances in whole
year. have known You long enough to
love you-madly, distractedly love you!
And you have known me long enough to
bid me at least hope
She did not reply, and he bent towards
her, taking her hand in his eagerness.
Sally, my dearest Sally
His words and actions recalled her to
her position, and she drew back. You
may forget where You are, Mr.. Murray"
At that moment she caught sight of
gentleman who was talking with her
father. There is an old friend of mine.
/ must go and speak to him. And she
sprang up without other reply to her i'm
passioned suitor. Murray looked after
her with a smile of triumph. He had
little donht of his ultimate success.