The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-03-22
No. 12..

remember poor fellow like me, at ALL" he
replied, just little stiffiy. Then, his face,
softening, Il won't mind, though, if it will
be any pleasure to yOa to have me come"
1T is not simply my pleasure that am
considering--you Know it would be that
but the right Of the thing. I do not con-
slider one mans prejudices of birth should
stand in anotherTs way, barrier between
him and his rightful position. My father
understands that you are to come"
every well it is settled, then," Lindsey
replied, turning to his desk.
But all day the thought annoyed and
troubled him-the thought that he should
wealthy senior. He Was not at all blinded
by the partnership just conferred On him.
He knew quite we'll whom to thank for that
Besides he was proud, if he was "only %
Lindsey" He knew very well that he
should receive cool looks and scanty recog-
milton from portion of the guests. They
were too well-bred to be positively rude
but there is the quiet ignoring of ones
presence-the grouping together leaving
one quite alone and aside, with score of
other petty little circumstances, that tend
to make the prescribed one uncomfortable.
He expected to be subject to any or all OF
these annoyances, but because Robert de-
sired it he would submit to the ordeal
Possibly, too, though [ cannot say, consid-
ering that he did not himself admit it, the
pretty pink tinted note which Corrie had
sent him had some influence in his decis-
ion.
Through all the nine years since that
night of storm and terror, Corrie Sherwood
had been different to him from other girls.
He blushed, even now, at the remembrance
of the fearful kiss she had given him when
he had lifted her light form out of the boat,
in the gray dawn of that wild, frightfu7
February morning To be sure it was but
childish impulse Of gratitude, and neitler
of them was more than child, but he had
never forgotten! The memory had been,
simple as it was, strong incentive to effort
Not that any presumptive or sentimental
passion had grown out of it. He had never
dreamed of being in love, in the received
sense of the term, with his employers
daughter; yet her smile was brighter than
sunshine to him, and her friendship the one
thing desirable i'll life.
Contrary to young Lindsey expectations,
he was cordially received 4; the fact of hi"
admittance into the firm, acting a most po-
tent open sesame in that mystical circle
known as "good society" Mr. Sherwood,
too, met him more cordially than he had ex,
pected, though with a still little stiff.
patronizing air, which said, quite as plainly
as words, "You are very welcome among
us, and under the circumstances have right
here, but beg you to remember that yo,
are not exactly Of us--you understand"
But Robert and Corrie paid him the mos
flattering attentions, and as he promenade,
up and down the long, brilliantly-lighte'
rooms, with Corrie Sherwoods fair hanC
resting lightly on his arm, and her beaut
full eyes lifted trustingly to his face, he 70:
got all annoyance ana dlscomlort, anu h'
ed only in the enchanted present.
But Fate which takes malicious plea'.
ure in making people miserable, dropped ;
grain of bitterness into this cup of swee!,
ness. 1t was near the close of the eve
ning's entertainment, and Lindsey had sa
down for moment near the window. TIL
blinds were closed, but the window itsel
, was open. Two gentlemen were talkin.
outside. The first voice he did not at one,
recognize, only the words sent the blood i,
q a quick wave from his heart to his face.
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