Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1871-07-01

4. houoc uuu lis ucW SllVer ureSSluB DOX an
as far Albert, studious and thorough-goin
though he may be, there's something abo,
him that always reminds me of the ring
u false metal.-Since the daye of Joseph SUI
. face, no one has ever really believed in thes
model young men. It's perplexing-it
I, upon my word. I've almost a mind to tur
d my fortune into gold bars and throw it int
the East River really believe the boy
+ would do better if were bankrupt. Hal
10 here comes Florian now.'
t Florian Leverson lounged into the room
handsome, blue eyed young man, will
gold brown hir, and merry appollo-shapet
mouth.
"Well, uncle,n saluted the youth, drop
ping languidly into chair.
"Well, young man, brusXuely respond
ed the uncle, in ton denoting no very
, rapturous welcome.
II was just looking for you, uncle.''
"Were you indeed ?" said the old mar
dryly.
"More debts, ell P''
''Not exactly, sir. Uncle" with des-
perate effort, as one might pull the string
of an iced shower-bath, "I'm engaged To
be married.n
''And who is the young lady ?''
''Alice Dean.''
- PiOluy gill; Ncly, ioI tlOSc w lO ItllCy
the Anglo Saxon style of good looks but
you have made fool of yourself''
''1n what way, sir ?" demanded Florian.
''She don't care straw for you-it's
your expectations she's going 10 marry"
"Uncle.,
"Don't tell me - cried Mr.. Arkwrght
"As if hadn't found out the hollow hy-
pocrisy of this scheming, knavish world
long before you were born Marry the girl !;
be fool, if you like but mark my words:
ifyou weren't the nephew of Amos Ark
wright, the rich old bachelor, Alice Dean
wouldn't look at you twice ~
Uncle, you are speaking what is false"
'Hold your tongue - wrathfully inter
iected Mr.. Arkwright, "or IN difsinhcrit
you ~
81 would rather be disinhcrited than thus
insultcd," rejoincd the hot-tempercd
nephew.
BY way of answer, Mr.. Arkwright mere
| ly rose and strobe out of the room, nearly
| tumbling over his other nephew, Albert
Wheatley at the head of the stairs.
MY dear uncle - cried Albert, tall,
dark, stylish looking man, with voice as
| soft as flute.
Don't speak to me-" cried Mr. Ark
wright, 'for Pm in q passion"
I'm passion, uncle !"
with your shiflless, good for nothing
jackanapes of a cousin, Florian I.everson."
Albert Wheatley's face assumed mild
expression Of sympathetic regret.
1T is scarcely to bo WONDERED at, Uncle
Arkwright. Florian's principles are indeed
to be deplored!"
Mr. Arkwright cut Albert short by hur-
rying past him down stairs. and shootino
,,. Boys he erissa quitting pt his heaaui ;
one another's company by the adventitlous
aid of the evenings newspapers, ''l've got
to 90 West to see about the railroad lands
I've been buying. There's trouble in the
new board of directors, and must look
after my interests in person."
And thus disappeared Mr.. Amos Ark
wright.
Alice Dean was retrimming her opera
hat a week or two afterwards, when the
door opened, and Florian Lcverson walked
deliberately in.
She smiled welcome to her lover. But
then she noticed that he looked very pale.
''Florian, what has happened ?"
81 have bad news to tell you, Alice" said
Florian Leverson, seating himself beside
her. .'NIy uncle has died suddenly some--
where out West. He had been Threatened
with apopleXy for some time past, but he
was person who never took any precau.
tiou for his health (; and am left bcSGar."
so Florian l thought he was rich ~
$50 he was but through some strange
pique or perversion, he has left all his ior-
| tune to my cousin Albert"
''But Mr.. Whcatley will surely divide
with you, Florian he knows that you TWO
were brought up together in anticipation Of
an equal share of the family estate"
+ lorian's lips curved bitterly.
"You do not know Albert Wheatly, Al
ice he is selfish, cruel and grasplnS. L
never knew him to share SO much as an
apple or handful of marbles with anybody
else.n
"Thcn, Florian--"
"Then Alice, my little treasure, there is
but one alternative left open to me-to give
YOU back the troth you plighted to me. l
cannot drag you down 10 poverty with mo
HOlC.n
"Florian,n cried Alice, with the tears
flashing into her soft eyes, and deeper
dye Of crimson coming TO her cheek, 10
you think would give up your love now
Never, dearest Let us be poor and hap
py together We can both work ana love
will shed u sunshine over the darkest lot. "
"But, Alice, you have been 80 tenderly
brought up.n
"Do YOU think am dependent on velvet
carpets, aud diamonds, aud u box at thu
opera, for my happiness, FlorianT Z" sht
asked, almost reproaehiully.
"My darling" "was his low-murmured
reply, as he folded her 10 his heart. "l.e'
Albert Whcatly have the Arkwright for
tune now. envy him none OF It's yellow
glare, since your noble, dislnterested hear
Is mine.h
Mr.. Dana was In his office, when 'sem
, pIoniOus iarkes'n card was brought IN
Mr., Dana, who happened TO be that rara
srsi, AN honest lawyer, laid down hls pea
! aud told his clerk 10 show the stranger IN
, IL was not much that sempronlou'
larkes wanted-a little matter that Wa
u soon dispatched, but somehow they dFlile'
OIL into q desultOry conversation aller
. wards, aud happened on tho death Of Oh
Amos ATkwTight,
: give been told he was enormonsl!
; wealthy" said Nj larkss, tapping hl
Snul-bOX. ..-,
"Yes, - said Nj. Dana. "it was aeuEl
oas whlnl vi tllo old man ., constituting ul
his leg. exeealoF. Why ine'eE "A" hiu
la ny llie,"
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