The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1869-09-30

first introduction to Sally, he had devoted
himself to her most persistently. Every dav
boquct of fresh flowers came to her room
with compliments; every morning he hung
over her chair, every evening he was ready
to attend her at balls and receptions.
Sally to tell the truth, was much pleased
with his admiration-he understood so well
how to play the agreeable. he paid her such
pretty compliments. he was 50 handsome. and
so thorough bred! He had already made his
proposal in form, and Sally was listening to
his earnest pleading, as they sat haIf-hiddcn
from observation in one Of the deep windows
| of the hotel parlor.
pray, Miss Sally think favorablv Of my
suit. My hopes of happiness, my future life
depends upon your reply
The words were earnest, the tone impas-
stoned. Sally's cheeks burnt as she hcsitatcd
for reply 81 have known Won so short a
time" she faltered
'.What is that? Yon have known HE fol
five weeks, and during that time have seen
me more frequently than you would unle,
different circumstances in a whole year
have known you long enough to love you!
And you have known me long enough to bid
me at least hope
She did not reply, and he bent toward her,
taking her hand in his eagcrncss Sally, my
dearest Sally
His words and actions recalled her to her
position, and she drew back "You forget
where we are, Mr. Murrayn
AT that moment she caught sight of a gen
tleman who was talking with her father.
There is an old friend of NINE | must 90
and speak to him" And she sprang up with
out other reply to her impassioned suitor
Murray looked after her with smile of tri-
umph. He had little doubt of his ultimate
success.
"Mr. Trumbull, how do You do?'' cried
Sally, as she came forward
''Ah, Miss Sally, | am clad to see YOU
again. exclaimed the gentleman "W;tsll-
imgton dissipation has not spoiled YOU, see,
YOU are more blooming than ever
Sally laughed and blushed.
Come, now pa, don't you bore Mr.. Trum-
bull with politics, but leave him to me for
awhile, and tell me how every one is at
homc.H
Senator Beauclere aftera few more words
turned away and Sally and her old friend
sat down side by side. Mr. Trumbuli had
married one of her schoolnlates, and She "a
garded him almost as Il brother
"Well, Miss Sally, tell me about your
beaux. Whose heart have You broken last o''
1nvoluntarily, Sally glanced toward Muir
ray, who stood in the window regarding her
with Jealous eyes.
"Nobody's," she replied lightly; but Mr..
TrumbulFs look followed hers.
"Why, who is that fellow who is watching
you 50 earnestly?H he exclaimed with start
Mr.. Murray, Of New York, if you mean
the young gentleman in the window"
Its the very young man | saw last fall,
and spoke to of YOU" said Mr. Trumbull,
Has he been making love to you ?"
What did he say about me ?" asked Sally
ignoring his last words.
ale did not say much, he asked great
many questions about You. But say has he
proposed to You ?1
'.Never mind, whether he has or not, but
tell me what he said" urged Sally, eagerly
He asked If your father was rich, for one
thing
Ibid he9 And what did You Say?'
Il said yes
..And what else9 Tell me all about it,
she cried mperiously.
Mr. Trumhull laughed f told him You
are worth half million of dollars" he said
Sally's brow contracted and her eyes flash
ed ''You did, Why Mr. Trnmbull, why
did you say that9'
II meant you are such 4 fine Girl YOU are
worth it; and really. Miss Sally, | think it
was too low an estimate. | ought to have
said two millions"
Sally laughed '.Oh that is so funny And
do YOU suppose he believed it p
':Ccrtainly. And 80 has been courtine
You p Mr. Trumb1lll said, shrcwdly.
''Perhaps 50. But you are certain he is the
same man ?"
Il think he is, but question will soon set
that at rest.
Come, l will introduce you and then | shall
know the truth of this extraordinary story"
Mr. Trumbull would have demonstrated
but she was half way across the room beior,
he could interfere. Murray started forward
with pleasure as he saw her approaching.
Here is an old friend OF mine who thinks
! he has seen you before" She said Mr. Tr,m
bull, Mr.. Murray"
, The gentlemen shook hands, and Mr.. Trlm
bull said: 81 think we met on board boa
| on Lake Erie last fall"
"Ycs." replied Murray, with a faint flush
II remember it periectly.n
A few more words were exchanged, and
then Murray walked away
Are you going to marry him, Miss Sally p
asked Mr.. Trumbull
"No, indeed"
as he rich 9''
''He IS Stlu to be very wealthy.
Then you suppose fortune will be mat
| ter of Indifference to him ?''
! ''But what if his is us mythical as mine p
"You must find that OUT
mo, | do not care to know now.' sat
Sally. Let us talk Of something else
eyes, | thought you We're going to ask
after your old friends. Have you forgotten
all about them in these gaieties?'
"Oh no." And Sally put query after query
about her home friends until ut last Mr.
Trumbull said:
"But you do not ask after Tom Middleton
and yet you might, for he cares more for YOU
| than all OF the rest put together
''Oh that's nonsense! But how is he p
ale will tell you himself"
''Tom here? ?' exclaimed Sally her face
lighting up with delight.
"Yes, indeed. We came together"
"And why hasn't he come to speak to me?
And the pretty face clouded again
"IIe says he does not dare before all these
people; but if you will go to your parlor
will send him there"
Sally started up at once, and Mr.. Trum-
bull looked after her with n smile. He had
been hoping for this match for long time
and now as he went out TO find Tom, ht
whispered to him:
'Speak to her tonight, man ! am sure she
loves you"
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