The Lincoln County herald., 1870-10-13

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suferable vulgarity Of the man." she cal
to herself. that night when thinking ov,
IL. "Who gave him the right to call n
Loui ?" She rose hastily.
Excuse me, oil" she said. II see N
father looking for me. He probabl
wishes me to pack his trunk. We 70 te
morrow, and l shall not see you again.
And she bowed haughtily.
"Ahem | Ahem |" said Mr.. Nortor
clearing his throat, as If he wished .
say something particular, but hesitated
"WelI, good by; I did hope to have gou
with you as far as New York, but The
telegram l told you Of this morning call
me to Boston you shall hear from me
however, as coon as get home"
The last words we're spoken as Lou
moved away, ignoring the hand which b,
held out. For q moment Mr.. Nortor
was crest fallen; and a. her graceful fig
ure aoated along the piazza, he thought
"What a girl to do the honors Of my
new house She's poor and will com.
round of cousre. I wonder what makes
her so snappish to night, though2"
Loui had enough to do, for the next
two hours, to occupy all her thoughts.
When her fathers trunk had been packed
as we'll as her own, it was too late TO 20
down stairs agaiu besides, she did no,
feel equal to it; go she went to bed and
tried to sleep. But, for . long while,
this was impossible. When she reflected
how her love had been given away, nm.
asked, her face burned with shame, and
she hid it in her pillow. "What o little
fool l am" she said. ITO think that q
simple country girl, who knows nothing,
and has seen nothing, could be remem
bered by one like Mr.. Beverly And
especially when he could compare me,
day by day, with Miss Conway. l hate
her, | know but she is witty, and we'll
bred, and everything a man such as be
must admire. Oh wish was like her.
Because he was civil to me, and walked
and talked with me, l mlstook his kind.
ness to poor, ignorant girl for some.
hing more. despise myself" With
thoughts like these, humuliated and mis-
'rablc, she tossed about till nearly day
ight, then sank into heavy feverish
leep.
When she woke it was quite late
She sprang up, in some alarm, dressed
hastily, and hurried down stairs. Her
ather was waiting for her, watch iu hand.
II was just about to have you called"
e said. II fear you are getting lazy,
ny child. Our friends went off to Ply.
mouth an hour ago, and the Littleton
tage will be here before long. You'll
ardly have time to breakfast.
"Gone, and perhaps forever I" that
ieeSpT T6igRlsing 6glsi.gS in ! her ears. She had over
'ord. She was In doze, as she went
1to the breakfast room, and was only
rodsed by hearing her father say, "Miss
'onway left her love, and Mr.. Beverly |
is best compliments"
"His best compliments And that
'as all. Well her little romance was
YER; everybody had one, che had read,
nd for every body il had the same end,
~; and this was lifel She began to
nderstand now why such men as Mr..
Iorton so often won such young and
,vely wives. Not that sho would sver
Q Mrs. Norton. 1.-THE vulgar man
md he talked Of writing me 4 letter.
idn't he say something about q letter, as
was leaving him, last night"
What q difference between him. and
lr. Beverly And yet the latter had
one without even one word of regret,
ith only "his bost compliments. She
as sick Of the world already.
In this confused state Of mind she ate
er breakfast, and travelled all that day.
n vain she strove to interest herself in
10 journey her thoughts went back
ontiuually to Mr.. Beverly and the hours
hey had passed together. Yonder on
heir right, was Mount Lafayette. Should
be ever forget the day when she rode up
}, Mr.. Beverly walking at her birdie rein |
nd talking Of the Alps2 But che must
OF think Of MIR. Beverly, and so she
looked away from Mount La.
ayette, and began to converse with her
.ther. But she soon broke miserably |
own. A manly face was always rising |
efore her, rich, manly voice sounding
D her ears. "What is the matter, Loui Z?
of Mr.. Norton, oh 2" her father
aid, at last, half jestipgly. He was not
man of quick perceptions. but hs had
oticed the millionaire's attentions. "By.
he by, somebody was very particular in
skiing our address"
II detest Mr.. Norton" broke from
.oui. But immediately she Was angry
nth herself for this outbreak. my
ead aches," and she looked out Of the
oach, so that her father might not see
er face. II am not ct to talk and am
ross," she said, after . while, turning
nth . sad smile, to her father. Mr.
'horndyke wondered if bis Loui was
Ding to be sick he had never seen her
o irritable before.
They travelled all that day and night
nd, the next morning reached New York
y the Norwich boat Nothing could
xcesd the care which Mr.. Thorndyke