The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1871-08-18
eGood.by, Champney. Good

| ioHeiy rue, ana many tears 1eIl Dlck
OF that heavy masking veil before she
arrived at Philadelphia, on clear,
bright morning, when the streets were
swarming with life and gayety. It re-
yiyed her somewhat, and she felt al
most contented when respectful
railway official tapped her on the
shoulder and pointed to a waiting car
riage.
"The driver has been asking for
young lady from Valley Point. l
think you took the cars there, Miss
Kent -
And so she found herself in 0Irs.
Crayen's carriage, and later, in the
lady's presence.
Mrs. Craven was an invalid, r,assa-
bly, good-looking, who received her
newly-hired companion with polite
welcoming and kind interest that would
have gone straight to Isabcls heart,
had not her pride and reserve been
challenged by the young lady to whom
Mrs. Craven introduced her.
This is my neice, Miss Folsom
Miss Kent"
Isabel acknowledged the presenta-
ton; and if she was stung to the
quick by the frigid hauteur Of the
manner of the fair girl, Miss Folsom
was as enraged by Isabers indifierently
graceful bow.
"Aunt Clara" she said, when Isabel
had gone to her room that night, TO
weep and suffer all the long hours,
shall you allow her to entertain our
visitors? she is entirely too elegant
and aristocratic to pass unnoticed
among company"
"As often az ! can spare her, of
course. Why should she not see a
little enjoyment, poor child. You are
getting jealous again, Viyiani"
you remember how my music
teacher foiled me in that affair with
Warren RAYMOND idon't care that
this proud, fair girl and | should run
a race for Champney Roberts"
you have no reason to know that
Champney cares for you, you never
met him over dozen times"
"True. But care for him
"We'll not worry about that. Sup
pose you turn down the gas now, and
send Annie for her orders
Pretty Vivian Folsom scowled as
she passed Isabels door.
''She's too pretty, too naughty. for
n servant, and that il what Mr. Rob-
erts admires. Let her dare interfere
with me-"
1
She compressed her lips as she went
back to Mrs. Craven, in look that
BODIED no good to Isabel.
Day after day wen; on, and of the
scores Of gentlemen who had called
on Mrs. Craven aud her neice. Isabel
had seen none, for ell her kind friend
insisted upon it.
Isabel had grown perfectly to COM
prehend Vivian Folsom, and treated
her accordingly. Sometimes when
Vivian wanted favor done she would
go TO Isabel, and Isabel would do it.
Of course there wasa perfect apparent
cordiality between them, while clearly
they were at swords points.
1t was one day, when Isabel had
been n month there, that in passing
the parlor door she came face TO face
with Vivian and Champney Roberts
How she hated herself for that sud-
den. blush which she felt burning on
her cheeks but as she glanced up and
caught Niyian's scornful, angered eyes,
she suddenly grew perfectly composed
and calm.
Isabel. is this really you? Why,
had not the slightest idea you had
come to Mrs. Crayen's! Are you
well and happy :"
He bent to whisper quickly the last
word.
Isabel gave him her hand with her
old time quiet and grave hauteur.
"Quitc, thank you. The friends in
Valley Point are all well Z"
20 yes, and you can't guess how
many of tnem miss YOU"
eT'hat is pleasant to know. I am
in somewhat of hurry, Champ, Mr..
Roberts, good-by," and she fastened
on without word.
Once in her room, she sat compos-
edly down to her sewing, while Mrs.
Craven was out for her noon ride.
She wondered il Champney had
forgotten her-that is, ceased to care
for her. She asked herself the ques-
tion in a careless sort of way, and
then went on to think how handsome
ly he and Vivian looked together,
and of sudden frightful revelation
came to her-so sudden ir fairly took
her breath--so blissful her senses
ached with the joy, and yet SO dread.
ful she thought she should not survive
it. All this in a magical second, and
the revelation was this--she loved
Champney Roberts, and had loved
him all the time; and he loved not
her any longer, but Vivian Folsom
At that very moment Vivian came
in, in all the blooming beauty and
stylish elegance that characterized her.
Il have come to you for my first
congratulation. Champney says you
were once an old friend of hls.n
Isabel felt her eyes growing dim as
she anticipated the news.
Il am an old friend.n Itwas all she
said. But how fully, entirely, she ex-
perienced the truth of her lovers
words that night tbey parted
We've not decided on the wedding
day, but Champney is in such a hurry.
Most lovers are, i guess, But you
are going to wish mls joy I"
80, of course, all IA the worldp
She wasn't very enthusiastic, but it
was only her viii tAat caused her to
sneak her heart wa too sore.
aAnd there's anes thing, Isabel.
You mustpardon NJ r saying it, but