New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1872-10-06
NEW ORLEANS REPUBLICAN, SUNDAY, OCTOBER {, 1872

calmly into the curtained recess of the hug
bay window where Mr.. Bruce Gaynor ha
gone gracefully down on his knees to bIit
Emily Montressor, after the most romant
fashion.
MY Emily! my hearts own peerles
treasure! !"
''Do you really love me y lisped the mit
dle,aged charmer, with an attempt to
arch.
''Ah, Emily, have felt of late how in
possible it will be for me to be happy ava
from your smiles. You will marry ne
dearest? You will give me the right t
call you my own 2"
But, Bruce" faItered the fair one, g
am SO much older than YOU"
"a year or so, perhaps, darling; but wha
does that signify to hearts that are con
genial?"
"And then my neice will think it so ri
diculous, she has always opposed the idet
of my marrying"
My Emily should not sacrifice the hap
piness of her lifetime in the interested mo
tiyes of others. You will be mine, Emily 2
Cab, Bruce, you are so winning; dom
know what answer to give you"
Say yes, darling"
And Miss Montressor said Eyes"
But am really afraid to let my neiee
know; I'm sure she will oppose it."
MY love, we will spare her the opportu.
nifty; we will go quietly to the church to-
morrow and be married"
ooh, Bruce!"
Emily, my darling, am aware that this
| is not common proceeding; but then you
| know that our love is not a common love
| IL know it Bruce, " faltered Miss Mon
tTessor, turning huge emerald ring around
and round on her dumpy little finger, land
if you insist upon it"
Mr.. Gaynord's handsome eyes flashed in
triumph; he was sure f his prize at last
Poor forgotten Kate
The sudden wedding of the middIe-aged
Miss MOntTessOr with the chief exquisite of
the season made nine days sensation at
Saratoga. Kate Talbot. heard of it in due
time, and cried a day and night before she
began to realize that she had made for
tunate escape. And Ross1nere WyIie came
back from Saratoga just in time to catch
her heart i'll the rebound.
While Mr. WyIe and Miss Kate Talbot
were gathering grapes aad whispering ex-
ceeding interesting little n0things under
the green, tremulous shadow of the arbors
at Wellington, after the most approved
style OF love making, Mr. and Mrs Bruce
Gayn0r were enjoying the grandeur of Ma,
CARA.
Sublime! soul enhancing " calculated
Bruce, gently pressing the hand that lay on
his arm, and looking enthusiastically up
ward toward the binding spray of the great
cataract.
Very nice" said Emily, presently. "But
I'm SO disappointed about this letter from
Emmy"
"Who's Emmy?"
"My niece, dear, thought, of course,
she'd send me something very nice for
wedding present; but-but''
dearest, do not weep Let me brush
the diamond drops away from that cheek"
m TrTnupp6 Rrnca f}OuriShipor ,,ooI-o+ |
handkerchief Economically round Emily's |
face.
IL can't help it! sobbed Mrs. Gavnor.
'It's too mean of Emmy. She always did |
oppose my marrying, but l never thought |
she would be so spiteful"
1--WE care not for her good or bad opinion, !
dear. Your husband is now all the world |
to YOU, my Emily"
That's just what she says, the hateful
thing"
Calm yourself, my love. What do we
want of her paltry wedding presents? ?"
at isn't that, Bruce, but"
'But what 2"
'She's cut off my allowance, the hard
hearted mink; and she's so rich"
''Whats are there two heiresses in the
Two beiresse:s: 40. wbas do you
mean, Bruce =
'sDo I''-Bruce Cleared his throat huskilv,
and Went on" understand that that your
1Iece-''
why, you must often have heard of nv
li6cey Emily M0ntressor-she was named
alter me-tbe rich heiress And she's a
great beauty, too; at least some people call
Ter 500 but for my part | never could bear
5bese yellow-haired blondes"
Bruce Gayn0r stood staring at the ever
asting Fumult. Of the American fall. with
yes that seemed turned to stone, while his
air bride prattled on,
And now she's cut off my allowance,
md left me without a cent in the world. the |
thing Well, it's lucky I've
rot husband to take care Of me nows amt
t, Brucie, dear?"
Bruce Gaynor did not answer: he literally
ould not. His tongue seemed to cleave to
he roof of his mouth; every drop of blood.
4 his body stood STILL Had he sacrificed
.i> youth and beauty and brilliant pros.
'ects for this The gentle Emily had never
ooked as coarse and unattractive as she
I'D at this moment, clinging confidently to !
lis arm, with all wife's sweet confidence. {
And then he remembered sweet Kate
abbot, and thought vindictiYely of Ross
acre Wylie.
"He knew-he must have known that
here were two Emily Montressors," thought
iaynor, clenching his teeth. "He saw me
7alk into the trap, and never opened his
ps to warn me. O, what fool what q
ouble-distilIed blockhead have been"
80 he had, but unfortunately it was too
ate for this selfappreciation to be of anv
Sc. He was safely married to Miss Emily
lontressor but not to the Emily And
lr. Gaynor felt, with a bitter pang of
umiliation, that his snug little piece of
iplomacy had been an utter failure.