The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-09-27

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tenants and duels. He spoke truly
when he referred to brass buttons.
meaning Robert Hewitt, who, charmed
By Cordelia's handsome brunette face.
had offered her numerous little atten-
tions, not once thinking that he was
watched by the jealous eyes Of a French
lover; and she in return had seemed
rather pleased with his notice, though
her mind seemed to be constantly wan
dering, and several times Blanche had
noticed her with her eyes fixed lntently
upon her mother, as if she was the sub
ject Of her thoughts. Blanche thought
to herself, "Her manner forbodes some
thing wrong. / will watch her." and
fortunately she did.
Towards the close Of the evening, as
Blanche and Andrew sat alone upon
the piazza, conversing in low tones, An
drew said:
blanche, could you love one who is
old enough to be your father?"
Blanche started at the abrubtness Of
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"What do you mean, Mr.. Colter?"
simply this: could you love me, an
old bachelor Of forty, whose only rec
ommendation is loving you very dear
ly?" replied he as he grasped her hand
within his palm.
'Mr Golfer, as a friend | esteem you
I highly, but I regret to tell YOU can do
no more, for" and her voice trembled
with emotion, "BIanche Lerere can
lore but once"
Excuse me, dear girl. was not
aware of any prior CLAIM. ! would not
knowingly have hurt your too sensitive
feelings for the world; but, Blanche,
have loved you since first 1 saw you.
You remind me of a dear sister who
died at your sge, and resolved to win
you if possible. Can you forgive my
presumption in daring thus to propose
upon so short an acquaintance? My
bachelor heart had never been stirred
by any feelings akin to love until saw
you, though I have lived nearly half a
century, and without any ceremonious
afiectation / offered my humble self at
the first opportunity. Have / your par
don, dear Blanche? Think no more
about it / should have known better
anyhow. But remember, dear girl, you
will always have n sincere friend in old
Andrew Golfer" and rising, he relin-
quished her hand as he imprinted fer
vent kiss upon il.
"Let MS re-enter the house." said
Blanche, taking his offered arm. Il
fully appreciate the honor you have
done me, Mr.. Golfer and shall ever es-
TEEN you as one Of my dearest and
truest friends"
"Harkl What was that? 1t sounded
like a low whistler exclaimed Andrew.
turning and looking in the direction Of
the summer house, from whence the
sound seemed to come.
"There it is again." answered
Blanche. "Look there is the figure Of
A man, who seems 10 be waiting for
some one. / have my suspicions of who
/ it isw exclaimed She with energy.
''Listen, Mr. Golfer. / have reason TO
believe that man is none other than our
4 friend Claude"
\ "Claude Montrose, All, a clandestine
meetingi / see through a mill stonen +"
answered Andrew, and his face bright
ened up with some unspoken thoughts.
blanche, that whistle was the signal
for some onei You return to the COM
pany, and I will ascertain this mystery
and prevent, if possible, what fear is
in contemplation"
Blanche did as she was desired, glad
to have Andrew offer his services for
the very thing which she herself knew
not how 10 accomplish.
Andrew, slipping down the stoop un-
perceived, groped his way through the
shrubbery TO the trysting-plaee. Sc
creting himself behind large chesnut
tree, which grew near one side, he pre-
pared himself to watch proceedings.
Scarcely had he time to hide ere a
slight rustic was heard from an opposite
and rather unfrequented path, and in a
moment more Cordelia Marsh was
elasped in the arms of her lover, Claude
Montrose.
. feared your courage would fail, my
angelic one. I gave the signal three
times ere ! had the exquisite pleasure
of hearing it returned" said Claude. as
he imprinted a fervent kiss upon her
lips.
81 will not deny that felt timid, fol
my conscience told me I was doing
wrong, dear Claude. know that my
mother would feel both hurt and angry
, were she aware that had gone thus fal
without her knowledge, and something
tells Inc to stop. You know an unsanc
titled marriage is always followed by
sad consequences"
''Do you then regret the step yor
have thus far taken, mon cherc petit
aniie9 All, ,vdiment! fear you hav,
ceased to love me for the handsom,
Lieutenant, who has friends and rela
tives to intercede in his behalf, while ]
am alone" and he looked down mourn
fully into the eyes which We're raised Il
his own.
'r1No, no; accuse me not wrongfully. =
. love you, and yours only will be-" re
piled Cordelia, sobbing as she droppe,
her head upon his breast.
e 'Je Uolts annie! je uoUs dDiicg rrdi
mentg' exclaimed the passionat