The Elk County advocate. [volume] (Ridgway, Pa.) 1868-1883, 1872-01-25

should imagine, for instance, from the
letter, that Miss Fanshaw is sort of
Beatrice and from the face, that she is
Hero. Now, Hero would make too
tame and sentimental wife to suit me.
l never could love q woman, however
amiable she might be, who had no sense
of humor. And the face depicted here
lacks the virtues of that. l am sur
prised that you have never noticed this
yourself, observant as you are"
Of course he misunderstood the smile
that played round Mrs. Grants features
in this remark. you think I am hy-
percritical," said he, 81 know. But
assure you that have no disposition to
be SO. 1 am altogether anxious to be
pleased with Miss Fanshaw.'
Ah, we'll" said Mrs. Grant, 90 think
you will be pleased with her. Wait till
you see her photographs are often de-
ceitful." The good lady had been re-
volving in her mind plan which she
now resolved to carry out.
Accordingly, about two weeks after
ward, she sent for DR.. Upton profession
ally. There was a young lady ut her
house, she said-one Miss Lima Ed
wards--who was suffering from severe
headache. She had arrived from the
city only the day before, and having but
short time to stay in the village, was
anxious to be as we'll as possible, so as
not to lose her anticipated pleasure in
her visit
| When the doctor called, in the course
of the morning, he was ushered up stairs
to the best room, and introduced to his
patient She sat in an easy chair, with
a handkerchief tied round her head,
which pushed the wavy red gold of her
hair away from the most attractive face,
DR.. Upton thought, he had ever seen. A
white brow, with pair of the sauciest
blue ewes beneath it, rather nearer to-
gether than the strict laws of beauty
admitted, but Just near enough to make
her face all the more piquant a nose
that the Fates had undertaken to make
retrousee, but for beauty's sake had come
short of it mouth, the rosy roundness
of which harmonized exquisitely with
its extreme frmness. And when she
spoke, the soft gayety of her tone and
the merry flow of her conversation, quite
completed the capture Of DR.. Upton's
fancy Sc think your headache will be
soon relieved" he said, as he took his
hat to say good-morning ait is slight
neuralgia attack, and will easily yield to
medicine. But will call in again, to-
morrow"
Miss Lima Edwards's behavior, on his
leaving the room, was rather odd for
patient. She tore the handkerchief
from about her pretty brows, and, toss
ing her abundant tawny" curls into
shape, she laughed little mocking
laugh, in which there was the slightest
suspicion of sadness.
"Oh, Mrs. Grant, what farce " she
said, with two little tears of vexatior
gathering i'll her eyes.
1" But isn't he handsome, Lima I" ask
ed Mrs. Grant mischievously. " AnC
don't you like him ever so much y
Lina's blue eyes flashed, as though
she would have made some saucy an
swer, but the gathering tears sooI
quenched the fire in them, and she hit
her face in her hands, sobbing
"Oh! Mrs. Grant, what an indelicat'
thing for me to do! What will he thinl
of me when he finds it all out?"
Leave that to me, my DEAR" sale
Mrs Grant. Il will take all the res
possibility"
Of course Miss Edwards headache wa
a deal better the next morning; but
strange to say, DR.. Upton found it neces
sary to call every day for week after
ward. The last time he called, Mis-
Edwards was out, and Mrs. Grant receiv
ed him alone.
) WELL" said she, after ordinary topic
had been discussed, what do you thin
of our Lina?"
1T is precisely about Lima that wis
to speak," said Upton, his lip trembling
| a little. Il want to tell you frankl
that, after having seen her, l am quit
sure that, in Miss Fanshaw's case, lov
} will be impossible. Now, what am t
) do? Miss Fanshaw has every reason t
: believe me in earnest, and in good fait
, has answered my letters 1t is very awk
5 ward for me to have to break offwith he
5 and looks very dishonorable; but IN
= conscience will not allow me to do other
: wise. For, to tell you the truth, Mr.
: Grant, I do most decidedly love Mis-
Edwards. Now, what am to do? Yo
7 are my best adviser"
/ Il have not proved so, it seems, i'll tn
} case," said Mrs. Grant. But it seems
| Inc, the straightforward way is the onl
= honorable way. If you love Lima E6
, wards, tell her so; and if she loves yo'
| marry her-she is well worthy of yol
Y As for Amelia Fanshaw, can answer ft
e her. She is a girl of good sense and fir
= feeling, and not at all one to allow hel
self to fall in love with man that 81
has never seen. In fact, I'm sure she
i" generous enough to be delighted wit
I the choice you have made"
q Il wonder" said Mrs. Grant to he
!, self, after he had left, "what he wi
! think of my straightforwardness, whe
: he comes to know the part l have take
h in deceiving him?"
o A day or two .afterward, DR.. UptC
was driving along a country road leadir
:, to the village, on his return from a Wis
J, to a neighboring farmhouse. He w
n driving slowly, and rejecting ON Il
dubious position of his affairs. Did Lii
d love him? was the question of all que
o tions that came uppermost in b
r thought. He could not expect her
love him on so short an acquaintano
= though he needed no more time to NAL
/. up his mind as to loving her. He wish'
r he dared muster courage to ask her Il
Q question. Just as he came to that wi
: for the hundredth time, he heard do
shut, and looking up, beheld the very o
t ject of his thoughts coming out of Squi
TuthilPs house.
y '"Good-morning, Miss Edwards"
IT "Oh, good-morning, DOCTOR" said 81
= with a blush of recognition. II ha
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