The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1872-11-01
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ject of their conversation.
eYes. Mr.. Ducey Is a very desirable
gentleman. said the widow. Nv,
mnst welcome him to onr circle. Ii,
Is handsome, witty and accomplished
aiMl-of course he 8 rich, but tha
don't matter so much, y0u know. w,
met him al Newport three years ago
poor. dear Harry and J." And sh,
gave her handkerchief a very mcer
tain twirl, that LETT the shadow Of |
doubt In the minds Of some Of hel
listeners whether it was intended as al
evidence Of her uncomfortable sorrow
at the remembrance of her ''poor
dear Harry" or tc attract the atten
tion of Tom Lacy, who was flirting
ontmgeously with Mabel Townley, al
the further side Of the room. And sC
Casper Ducey had a passport to the
! society of Boroville, and was received
| with open arms.
How do you like him Florry?"
John Myers asked one afternoon. as
Mr.. Ducey whirled past the window
in a basket phaeton, no,ltling grace
| fRlly to FIorry. and then turning to
make some witty remark to Mrs,
Digby, who occupied the seat at his
side. The widow laughed, showing
every one Of her white front teeth to
the fullest extent Of propriety. She
was exultant and her face showed 1t !;
and John and Florry and Mr.. Ducey
saw it and John and Flory smiled,
and so did Mr.. Ducey-in II quiet,
gentlemanly sort of way.
.'Oh. | like him exceedingly well, :"
said Flony, in reply to Johns ques-
tion. "IIc spent last evening here,
and he's going TO take me out In the
morning for 4 ride to the lake with
that splendid turnout Of bis. How
delightful"
"Whichy' almost savagely-"Dupy
or his horses!"
Both, to be sure = then saucily.
"What a stupid yoH are, John. ]
meant the ride
Florry rode with Casper Ducey the
next morning and many mornings
thereafter; and John Myers and the
widow grew jealous. Ducey became
Florry's constant attendant, accom-
panying her to concerts and parties,
and taking her for boat rides OH the
lake and long drives over the pleasant
country roads. They walked together,
sung together, danced together. In
short, 1t came to be notable fact that
Florry Castle and Mr.. Ducey were
very deeply in love with each other,
or were flirting beyond all propriety.
He brought her flowers aud music,
and read poetry to her In his rich,
clear voice--by and by he made love
to her in the same voice. 10 say that
Florry was not charmed with her
brilliant cavalier would be in direct
opposition to the facts Of the case. All
thoughts of poorJoln Myers were,
for the time being. vanished from her
mind. She had no time now for odd
little chats with him, as Of old
haps the inclination was wanting also.
John became desperate, and resolved
one evening to tell her all. He could |
no longer stand silently by and see
matters 20 on as they had been going |
for a few weeks past.
He found her alone IN the parl0r.
''FlomyI' half fearfhlly.
"Why, John !" with u little start Of
surprise. "You have been 50 shy Of
me of late. So you have not forgotten
me quite?"
forgotten you, elFlory There
was world ofreproach in his earnest
voice. II shall never forget yol.
-n
Il hope not, John" she Interrupt
ted. Maybe she apprellended what he
might have said. n have something
to tell you, John. To-day promised
to marry Caspar Ducey."
She was cruel. and che knew It. 1t
Is best 50. she thought, he must know
It some time.
''And you love hin Florry?" after
j long pause.
"Yes, " without looking up.
''Better-better than you could ever
owe me?"
'T-I think 50, john"
His face was pallid, and his voice
reMbled as he said;
"rhen God bless You. Florry, and
make you happy. wish you all joy
md peace, now and hereafter!''
Never till this moment had she COM
pretended the fill depth Of John
Myers love. How nobly selfsacrlflc-
ng he was--this man who could thus
rive his hearts idol up to an another.
lecanse he thought she would be hap
,ier with him. What 4 world of an
,uish those few words cost him none
,ould comprehend but himself and
.nother-One that reads all our hearts.
low she pitied him as she thanked
lin for his kind wishes.
lie tOiled patiently on at the old,
nonOtOnons dr,hgery III the counting
oom, striving to crush his wild. una
Milling love, to drown it amid the |
easeless cares Of business. i
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