Wyandot County Republican. [volume] (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1869-1903, 1869-08-05
WORTH HER WEIGHT IN GOLD

prey of furtune- hunter"
AS Sally Beauclere uttered the
words she threw herself back upon
the sofa, and tossed her handsome
head with light laugh.
"Your fortune is your face"
rejoined her champion, as he gazed
admiringly on her fine features.
Sally opened her large eyes in
ga compliment from you, Tom !"
she exclaimed.
The gentleman colored, II know
I am not much given to pretty
speeches, but you know, Sally, that
l admire you all the same"
To tell the truth, Tom Middleton
had for a long time loved Miss
Beauclere, with all the strength of
an earnest and constant nature; but
he was very diffident; he had shrunk
from making known his attachment,
fearing Sally's ridicule, though had
he been more confident of himself
he might have read long ago a
secret that Sally's eyes took little
pains to conceal. But Tom never
imagined how desirable a fellow he
was in himelf, and, knowing he had
no great fortune to bestow, he did
not venture to offer his hand to the
daughter of Senator Beauclere and
the reigning belle of the city. Sally
was one of a large family, it is true,
and portionless, but her fathers po-
sition and her own beauty made
Tom imagine her to be far removed
from him. Now, he only looked
hurt when she thus playfully sneered
at his small compliment, and, turn
ing away to the window, did not
catch the tender look which stole
over Sally's handsome features.
"Well, what is the weather. p she
asked, after a moment, as he still
stood gazing out into the night.
lit is beautiful moonlight, and I
think had better 60"
GO! Oh, Tom! Why this is the
last time I shall see you for ever so
long,"
"And will you care ?" he asked,
as he came again to her side.
Sally blushed. '.Of course shall
care Tom.'
"No, Sally, tomorrow you are
going to Washington. You will be
belle there. as you are everywhere,
and you will soon forget me.''
"No, indeed, Tom!' she replied
earnestly. "Among all those strange
faces and people 1 don't car any
thing about, l shall long to see my
old friends"
"But not me. You won't care
much whether am long the mum.
Der or not"
"Yes, shall" ..-
Tom was a fool where women
were concerned, or he would have
known what those words in that
soft tone meant. As it was, wild
hope did spring up in his heart
bat when he looked again at that
beautiful woman it died away. 81
am not brilliant enough for her.
he thought; but he plucked up suffi
cient courage to put out his hand
and take one of hers.
"You are very kind, Sally" he
said, 81 shall come on to Washing
ton, by and by, and then 1 shall
know how.sincere your words are
Sally's cheek burnt but at thai
moment the door opened. Tom
dropped the hand as one of the
numerous young sisters came in
and the golden opportunity passed
away, for they were not together
again that evening.
On that very same night nearly 8
thousand miles away, two young
gentlemen were speaking Of this
same young lady. They we're trav.
elers, who had accidentally met or
board a steamer on Lake Erie
They were total strangers, and were
| ignorant of each others but hat
fallen into chat rs they strolled or
deck, under the rays of the full
moon.
| II never was so far from lane
before in my life," said the elder O
the two, a fine-looking man Of per
haps thirty-five.
sIndeedv" exclaimed his compan
ion, a handsome, city bred looking
gentleman, "May ! ask where yol
are from, that your sea experience
has been so limited %
| "From the interior of North Car
folina.