The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1871-01-27

nave uuleu t1OSo InrtflQpeS, ana yO
shan't marry Fanny"
"a mans affections" begal
Horatio.
"Nonsense!" cried old Tibbets
"You talk like q boarding-school girl
You're of age, know but give 80,
warning, il you insist, I'll take tha
clever little johnson into partnership
. instead of you, and you may beg o
starye as you please for the sake Of
lred-haired girl like Fanny Partridge.
Off trotted old Tibbets as he uttered
these last words.
Give up Fanny Partridge ?-nev
er!" said Horatio.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Partridge ant
Fanny were hard ut it; Fanny in tears
Mrs. Partridge in fury.
I'D rather see you in your grave
Fanny" cried Mrs. Partridge. "Olc
Tibbet's son! Why didn't you choose
a chimney sweep? 1t was Tibbet;
that cheated your pas brother out oi
that piece OF property. A bigger ras
cal never walked. No Fanny you
walk over my dead body before you
~ W NhditA with MN.
Fanny was seventeen, and very sub.
missive. Horatio, though five and
twenty, submissive likewise. Parental
authority prevailed. One meeting
was allowed, III which the two might
bid goodbye to each other. Fanny
wept. Horgtio held herhands in both
his, and kissed them fondiy.
/ sGfThax. ,,.nx. ,..aIl -. ts,~.. - aas1 II.
ratio, "or something may happen to
alter things. BE true to me for n
little while. l shall never love any
one but you"
MY heart is broken said Fanny,
believing it sincerely. but l shall
never love any one but you"
Then he kissed her. He never for.
got how hard it was to take his lips
from hers, and their arms encircled
each other, and it was really wonder
that the two young lovers did not die
then and there.
Old Tibbets rewarded his son by
making him partner in the prosper
Gus firm of Tibbets IL Co. forthwith,
while Mamma Partridge hurried Fan
ny away up To the north of France.
Horatio did not forget easily. II
had been cherished plan of his TO
marry Fanny. He had mind that
was prone to dwell upon detail. Al
his little fancics had been perfectly
finished pictures.
1t was hard to believe that the little
round tea-table would never be set
with painted china that Fanny, us
Mrs. Tibbets, would not sit beside
him in the third pew from the
front on Sunday mornings; that he
would not go with her TO choose
the color for the drawing room furni-
ture; that they would not have their
portraits painted, to hang on each side
OF the parlor mantlepiece.
Fanny was his practical or general
idea; that they might have walked to-
gether forever III the moonlight, was
perhaps strongest with her. But had
he been the most perfect hero of ro-
nance she could not have placed him
on any higher pedestal.
| The match would certainly have
been happy one, had fate willed it
to be match at all. They loved each
other too well to seek comfort in new
lovers. Horatio became very steady,
Stunned ladies' society; and Fanny,
after refusing an English baronet and
a German baron, settled down with
her mother in little town on the con-
tinent, where the four or five English
families living there exchanged whist
parties, and where there were no
Iyoung English people whatever
There, at thirty, she was still living
and then it was that there came to the
place an English traveller, who called
upon her. He was friend of Mr..
Horatio Tibbets, and had been com
missioned 10 hand her small parcel
and he was to tell Mr.. Tibbets how she
looked and was; and that he was very
well, quite bald for his years, and un.
married. Then the traveller went
away. The gift was d,inty worl
box, worth good deal in money, and
in the little nook where the thimble lay
was also ring. It's motto was
"Dinna Forget" !"
;, Fanny never showed this gift to hel
mother, but she wore the ring against
her heart under her dress.
No hope crept into her soul and
when q year after, good-looking
wealthy widower offered her his hand
with genuine love into the bargain
she refused it without hesitation. For
getl never! He had not forgotten
But more years passed, ten of them a
| boE nf hn fo IL
feud dwelt in the bosoms of the tive
old people. At last at the age o
eighty, Mrs. Partridge died, and Fan
ny, all alone in what had always re
mained strange land, felt miserably
, desolate. Youth had departed, friend
were few. It had been her mother
wish to remain in France; now he
, heart turned to England. She fol
lowed her hearts dictates and returned
to England. She followed her heart
: dictates, and returned home. Th,
first morning that she opened there
4 told her of the death of Mr.. Tibbets
aged ninety.
The paper dropped from Fanny
hand, and she sat quite motionless TO
more than twenty minutes. Then sh,
began to cry very softly, and took th'
ring from her bosom and looked at it
sDinna forget" she sobbed. g
/, am sure he has not forgotten" ant
she began to wonder what he looked
like now.
He must have altered. Perhaps ht
was portly, like his father. Well, sht
0 was rather stout herself. One couli