The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1870-07-01

On this third evening oil MS cnangcC
fortunes, when the Sappho of the Cascade:
annihilated him. greatly to the pleasure
of the young .bloods' aronnd her. Watson
wandered away at length upon the piaz.
zas; then up through the long, deserted
halls. restless, thoughtful. digcsting the
notes which he had been taking of human
nature, and trying to fix the relative value
of man without money. II was the
crystalline truth he was learning-no'
the truth In mere solution sometimes clear,
sometimes opaque. but always thin, but
the precipitated. hard. angular, clear-cui
crystals of experience, mined In unexpcct-
eli places. Had he remained upon the
second.hoor never would be have obtained
the gems; the mere solution only would
have repaid his keencst search. But tina,
migration 10 the upper spaces had given
him wondrous lens; his horizon was SO
immeasurably extended that, barring the
fact that his bill was unpaid. he was the
happier. because wiser for the upward
reverse.
Suddenly, In his solitary promenade,
he confronted the heiress. She was walk
ing arm in arm with young Evans, OF her
set in confidential communication II
would appear. else why should they have
been in that long hall alonc9 asked Wat
son. rs, with n glance, he took in the sit
uaiion. TIE meeting was surprise to
both parties. and the inclination OF both
men was to pass without recognition.
Evans, indeed. frowned; Watson flushed
In anger. and with head erect bore down
and passed his enemies, like suspended
or clshiered officer of the line, conscious
Of his soldierly qualities, but equally
conscious of his altered circumstances.'
Too high he held his head, in fact. for
he caught no soft glance from the lady's
eye, and trod so firmly upon the trail of
her elegant evening dress rs to cause n
perceptible cracking Of seams Mt the skirt
plaits. Evans turned with u sudden
anger.
.Doltr h. Kissed.
Watson passed on, staying to mako no
apology. but he heard the lady say:
.Fie, 1t Is nothing;' and he was c. n
scious, too, that she was looking at him
wonderingly.
An hour later Watson was down on the
piazza again, evidently on the quest for
some person, and he found his man ere
long. Evans was the gentleman wanted.
Going up to him. Watson said:
MIR. Evans, what was the word you
used mt the time trod on the trail of Miss
OrOmanes' drcss?'
Il said dolt, Sir! and I say II again. We
have hitherto supposed you to be gen
tleman. and now learn that You cannot
pay your bills;' and he laughed. half in
scorn and half in humor of the fact SO OPP
portuncly given to crush another.
The hot blood few to Watson's face ;
his hands were clcnchcd rs If 10 strike |;
but by strong effort he mastered his pas
sion.
Evans, no gentleman ever would have
uttered that sentence. Only coward
woul fling anothcr's poverty in his face.
Miss Oromancs. educated rs she has been
to give virtue to wealth, might find in my
inability to pay my hotel bill justifica-
ton for dropping my acquaintance; but
l doubt If ever she woull have counte-
nanced incivility. l owe her an apology
for nv seeming rudencss, and will give II
To her. but you hold in too supreme con.
tempt even to exchange more words with
YOU. Hereafter. do not speak 10 me. for
if you do shall slap your face, even In
the presence of the ladies' And the
speaker went his way to his attic room.
This scene. overheard by several ladies
and gentlemen, soon was the talk of the
rooms. Evans. being recognized lead
or Of very aristocrstic circle, soon con-
vened others Of the set; and Major Snow
was. ere long, summoned to be informed
that he must "clear out Watson" Evans
Offering to pay the delinquents bill.
And the news flew throughout the par
lars and promenades that Major Snow
was to give Mr.. Robert Watson. Of Balti-
more. his walking papers In tho morn
ing.
An observer of the scene between the
two gentlemen on the piazza was Miss
Oromanes. Having ut once retired to her
room to repair the accident to her skirt,
the lady donned another dress, and, to en-
Joy half an hour undisturbed. stole out
upon the pleasant weather promenade.
She thus was witness of what transpired.
She too, retired. in evident excitement, to
her rooms; and when her maid, half an
hour later. brought the house news that
the Major was to clear Watson out In the
morning. the heiress with perfect delibe.
ration, but with frightened color In her
cheeks, and clear sparkle In her bcauti.
fiil ewes, sat down to her desk and indited
the following note.
Major Snow will please take no action In the
matter Of the difference between Mr.: Watson and
between the gentlemen and fully justify Mr.. Wat
sou. Were IL not an Insult TO him, would oner 10
become responsible for any amount which he may
rough gentleman. and would equally scorn to
wrong you or TO leave your house at the dictation
Of others. lam, SIR, yours,
This the maid was instructed to place
In the Majors hands ut once. The maid
had not far to 90, for 'he met tho proprie-
tor advancing up the stairway. He
glanced Mt the billet and laughed; then
paused and said:
NO use Of my trip up five flights of
stairs. Mr.. Robert Watson has the free
dom of this house for the next five sea-
sons
And down stairs he went again; while
the open-eared maid, having lost not u
word. returned to her mistress to find her
absorbed In penning another note. This
was written with great care and many
pauses 1t was finally finished, and read
rs follows
Mr. Watson will please excuse the boldness of
this note; but having been . witness TO the meet
ing between yourself and Mr.. Evans on the piaifa,
feel 10 incumbent mo 10 say that fully justify
yuur proceeding and your worcs. ask no APOLOGY
HON you, indeed, shall he pained 10 receive It.
Believe me, am exceedingly paincd at Tho infer:
ence you have drawn. namely that could hnd
Justification In dropping your acquaintance In the
het Of your temporary embarrassment Alas Tor
my riches, II they compel me 10 bear such imputa-
tions on my sense and motives!
am, Sir, yours very sincerely,
liELksk ORonANEs'
This missive the maid bore to the fifth
story. II found the romantic Robert In
bed; but the letter was flung In over the
door ventilator. .-.-....
"A letter for Monsieur Watson from my
lady, said voice Mt the door; and Wat
son sprang up rs the envelope floated down