The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1870-02-04

lSuA1 uAS7o VI an NAOlS IL "OuAu H"'O
Iwithered him.
"My card is full, sir, she said
coolly; Il am engaged for every
dance
Colburne, mute with surprise,
stood like one dazed, bewildered.
Amy, my love, -|
She swept past him on the prof
fered arm of new cavalier gen
tleman well known as one of her
most ardent admirers-and left her
lover to his dismay ere the appeal
was half uttered.
Colburne retired to a corner of the
room and reflected. He sought to-
explain her conduct, by thinking of
what he might have done to offend
her. 1t was all in vain. Beat up
his memory as he might, he could
discover no clue to his 'contremps,
with his aftianced.
1t was dull night of dancing, it
had been dull all day or Colburne;
and he was glad when it was all over
and he could retire to his own room
where he had intended himself to his
Fides Achates, Edward Leonard, al
so a guest at the Butler mansion for
the festivities.
Through u e smoke of their cigars
was the confidence impaired; but
even Leonard, far better acquainted
with woman and her wiles, could
give neither a solution Of the con-
duct of his friends afianced, nor SOL
ance, to his friend. "Deuced strange
of herr was all he could say which
told nothing to her lover, who had
all the day long made some refec-
tion
They had got about half way
through their cigars, when a gentle
tap came to the door; and upon be-
ing summoned, a servant entered
the room, bearing upon a silver tray
what appeared to be a letter.
1t was addressed to "Henry Col
burne, Esq"
He took the letter, the servant as
he did so retiring somewhat hastily
as if instructed not to wait for an
answer.
COIburne 5 heart leaped up to his
throat as he looked at the superscrip-
tion. 1t was the handwriting of
Amy-his Amy. No doubt it would
explain all. She had discovered her
mistake, and could not go to sleep
without apologising for her cruel
treatment, and the injustice she had
done him.
He burst open the envelope. There
was a freshly folded sheet inside;
along with a letter. This he recog-
nized as his sisters which at the
breakfast table he had surrendered
to the keeping of his betrothed. The
other was Amy's and he read it first
1t ran thus:
Mr.. Colburne:-I herewith return
the letter you were so kind as to
give me, and along with it the love
you said you geve. You have cru
ely deceived me, sir; and the best
atonement you can make for your
perfdous conduct is that from this
time and forever you keep yourself
out of my sight. \. B.
.'Great God! what does that mean2
exclaimed CoIbmne, as he clutched
at the second epistle and tore it op-
en- for explanation. and the same
exclamation and question escaped
his lips when his eyes fell upon the
carte de visite of Vanilla, and he
read the note that accompanied it.
.Who the devil is Vanilla" he
added, his face pale, and with
blank, puzzled expression.
"Eh. eh Vanilla" asked Leonard
upon whose ear the name seemed to
fall with a familiar souId. Let me
see that letter and portrait, HAIRY"
Colburne made no objection; and
the next moment his friend was en-
gagged in a hurried contemplation Of
the carte de visite, and perusal to
the laconic epistle that related to it.
"Colburne," he said, after getting
through, Il own you an apology,
that YOU may not be satisfied with;
but whether or not, ] owe it. and
shall make it. l now see what a
scrape I have got you into, for it is l
who have done it. The whole story
lis this: 'Tother day, while seated in
nv office, tired of studying Kent,
and by way of killing time, amused
myself by sending an advertisement
to the Herald. with the intimation
that a certain well-to-dO gentleman,
"a LAWYER, and good looking, desired
Ito make the acquaintance of some
Young lady who would be willing to
share with him the responsibilities
.of keeping an estabhshment-in
short, wanted a wife-It was insert
ed among the personals, and brought
me at least six score ofreplies. They
were all tender, and more or less en-
dearing; but among them was one
of especial character and ealigraphy,
signed Vanilla aud giving me an
address to reply to it. l did SO, re-