The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1869-01-29
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THE uNsopHIsTICATEp LAWYER.
EVA CLIFTON;

'Hear me, fatherr and the dark eye;
looked up beseechingly, and the whit,
lips auiycrcd As she spoke. Il cannot
compiy with your request; L cannot mar
nv Victor Wayne. do not love him, fa
ther dear; and would you sacrifice you'
Eva, your only child, TO a man she dis
likes. and even hatesr
.Giri, leave my presence! and whei
YOU are calm will hear you. But stay
Remsmbsr! refuse Victor wayne's propos
nj, and disown you as my child forever
Thus spoke George Clifton, the wealth,
merchant, to his only child, over who's
head scarce seventeen summers had pass
ed. sWhat, Eva Clifton refuse to be Tn,
adored bride OF Victor Wayne! Nay, sh'
shall be his. Tomorrow morning he
comes for his answer, and he shall not be
disappointed. She shall and must obey !!
He had scarcely finished his sentence
when the bell rung for dinner. He arose
from his seat and walked to the dining
room, taking his seat at the head OF the
table, as usual.
sWherc Is your mistress p said Mr.. Cliff
ton, addressing one Of the servants.
.She Is not well, sir, and wishes TO DC
excused from dinner
go to her room, and tell her wish hel
presence immediately
well, father said Eva, entering.
Your dinner, miss; be seated
II do not wish any dinner, father;
have a severe headache, and l beg yor
Will excuse me-
sThen go back to your room. But lis
tcn-I wish to see You this evening 'aitei
my return from the store -.
We'll, father, shall meet you III the "
brary.' and, closing the door after her
she wended her way back to her room
Throwing herself on the bed, she wep
bitterly.
,Oh. heaven forgive him. for he Is m!
father! love him deyotedly, but cal
never wed his choice
A rap at the door aroused her. Wipini
her swollen eyes, she proceeded 10 'n'
door.
"A card. Miss Eva said the servant.
sCIara Mllton-my dearest frieuu' brint
her to my room, Madge, rs decline 20
Ing down." =,
Good day, dearest Eva! Why, what II
the world il the matterr You look mis-
cradle. Not weeping, hopcT
oh, Clara, j am SD weary-so ureu
life; and but for Edgar, death would be u
me welcome yisltorH
You astonish me, Eva. do not un
derstand the meaning OF this. Come cx
plain all, tell me the cause Of your weep
ingr
well, Clara, I will. Father sent TO
me this morning In the library, and In
formed me OF the proposal from Victo
Wayne for my hand, which i readily re
fused. He wishes TO see me again thl
evening In the library
4 Iam very sorry, Eva; but was POSI-
tive your father was aware of your EN-
gagcment with Edgar st. Clair
NO, Clara, he Is not; but IL was Ed
gar's Intention To inform father OF our Mt
tachmcnt tomorrow morning. But II
useless now. for he declares that II L re
fuse Victor wayne's proposal, he viii dis
inherit me-
.-ris strange your father fsncies Nj
Wayne. lie Is reported wealthy, It's true
but perhaps he Is Ignorant Of MIR. Wayne
character
1t would be useless for me to be the In
formant.'
Il sympathize with you. Eva. and I sin
cerely hope things may turn out for th
better ..
But father is so determined. Clara
But he may change his mind, Eva
and IL he would Inquire Of my father an
other gentlemen acquaintances Of his Il
regard 10 Mr.. Wayne's character, an
positive he would dispense with his com
pany altogether. But must 20, Eva.
shall see you soon again, and hope yo'
may be more cheerful than you are a
present.
soon aiter Ciara's departure the serv
ant again entered.
Your father awaits you, Miss Eva
oh. had almost forgotten. Tell hin
Twill be there In few minutes
Alter arranging her mass OF jetty lock
she went dowhto meet the stern, prou
look of her father.
Good evening. father. 1 am sorry {
have kept you waiting. L am at your ser
vice now. father. What L. IL you wish
Your decision, child. Have you cot
cluded TO become the wife OF Victo
Wagner
Il have concluded father
Il am glad, child, very glad.'
But not as you may think, father
Again the brow darkened, and the prou
man looked pitilessly down into the whit
face.
Answer me, chiid,' demanded the q
ther.
Father, ! love you fervently. love 3
obey you In all things, but can neve
marry Victor Wayne
Then you must leave my house,
Father, would you. could you thro,
me Into the streets, ffiendicss and alone
Oh, father, n pale face from heaven look
pityingly upon you, and that face Is lik
mine, father. lis my angel mother
face
A tear was In that proud mans eye. 70
he, too, had once loved, and that love wa
Eva's mother.
We'll, come Eva; have you never ys
thought Of marriage; have you never 10,
edf' ~ 80
Il have, father
- Rn1noo flnn unahiu>uu