The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-08-31

end to by the entrance of Captain
Thurston.
"a letter for you, Mary. From
Morton 1 fancy" he said, carelessly
tossing it into her lap.
/ The quick blood rushed into
Clara's face. Even the name caus-
ed her heart to tlutter strangely;
but neither of her friends noticed
her agitation-both being engross-
ed in their missiyes.
sob, dear" sighed Mrs Mary,
half unconsciously.
Clara and her husband looked up
in surprise Her face was glowing
j2yfully, albeit her eyes we're full of
tears.
"What's the matter?', they asked
in a breath.
'Oh nothing much," she replied
'Only / am SO glad Clara I never
knew that you were acquainted with
with my half-brother, Morton Lev
yllian."
''Poor Clara : her face, even to the
roots of her hair, was scarlet; but
she made no reply, and her friend
continued, remorselessly, "He is
coming to pay us a visit, and we
may expect him every minute"
All the color fed swiftly from
Clara's cheek.
Now don't be a goose, whisper
ed Mary, softly. sJust read this.
"MY DEAR SISTER, am sick of
the Great Metropolis, sick of life
and sick of myself; am fast becom-
ing in fact, a misanthrope--sick of
everything So, to improve this
woful condition of affairs, I shall
start tonight for your sweet, pret-
ty country home. For the last few
months I have made fool Of my
self by falling in love, and that is a
very serious business for a man Of
my peculiar temperament, I can as
sure you. Did you during your
visit here, ever know a Miss Clara
Vane? Twas in France at the time
you remember. Well, we have
been indulging in what Dame Grun-
dy would call q pleasant Irritation
and for the first time in his life your
brother confesses himself conquered
People say she has no heart. That
I don't believe. It is utterly i'm
possible SO glorious a woman
should be minus that most feme-
nine appendage. But, one thing is
certain, she has no heart for me.
AS you know I'm not in the hab-
it of prOclaiming my miseries, and
hate pity above all things, so burn
this when read, keep all the infor-
nation contained herein to your
self, and don't say woman to me
while 1 remain. Your loving brOth'r
'MoRToN."
Even as Clara read a tall figure
darkened the doorway.
ooh, Mortonr shouted his sister,
joyfully, advancing with outstretch-
ed hands.
After greeting the husband and
wife, the newcomer glanced ques-
tionably over at the silent lady
standing in the shadow of the room.
"Clara, here is my brother" said
Mrs. Thurston, smilingly. 1 believe
however, you are already acquaint-
ed with each other"
Thus urged, Clara advanced.
'sMiss ane!-and hereT said the
gentleman, in amazement. Then
recovering himself, Excuse me, but
this meeting was so utterly unex-
pected, that land here his eye
fell upon the letter she still held in
her hand.
'Mary gave it to me-" she slut
tered explainingly, interpreting a
right his mute inquiry.
He smiled. Some way her en-
barrassmelt put him very much at
his ease.
she did? Well what did you
think Of itY
She looked around for assistance
from some quarter; but husband
and wife had left the room, So,
very unwillingly she answered, Il
don't know"
You don't? WeI,' endeavoring
to look into the eyes which 50 per-
tinaciously sought the floor, are
you sorry for meg
No very low; and the next mo-
ment, icy Clara Vane' was clasped
close in a pair of manly arms, from
which she did not make the slight
est motion to extricate herself.
For the Girls.
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