The Republican journal., 1872-08-01


perhaps | had better allow you to re
peruse few specimens that | have from
one Mr.. Berthold Greaterex. See here
they are :" unlocking a cabinet and show
ING goodly parcel tied with ribbon.
"Did | write you all those ?" said Bert,
aghast ''Let me see them
"What are they?" asked Caroline. with
drawing her attention from styles for an
instant. "Oh. love -letters''
''Love-letters y repeated Maria II
don't know. Were they, Mr.. GreatereX ?"
aside.
II don't remember" said Bert. '.Let
me read them and I'll decide"
II don't dare trust YOU. People have
a way Of burning up their old letters, If
they can lay hands upon them. Now per
haps | am silly and sentimental, but mine
are worth something to me. BY the way.
Mr.. GreatereV, did You ever 90 into court
when there was a breach of promise case
on? Jerome took us in once, when they
were reading the love-letters, and it was
so funny Everybody was convulsed.
They We're very nice letters too"
Bert turned little pale. He vaguely
remembered thai at different periods he
had believed himself seriously ''smitten''
with Maria's charms, and had no doubt,
written in a str in becoming a lover, but
how ardentlv or how explicitly he could
not recall He knew that there had been
n breach t-promise case away back in
the experience of one Of his ancestors;
and though the case had not gone against
him, vet he had never fully recovered the
tone of his sensibilitieS, which had re
ctived such a shock.
.'Give them to me-" said Bert, reach
inc his hand for them.
''Will you give me anything in return
of equal value? Will You give me the
n0sp-gav in your buttonhole ?"
at is beginning to fade. No, Miss
Upton"
Come into the garden and | will give
You n fresh one"
"Tha nks,'
He followed into the garden where she
made Il selection. and throwing Mrs.
Smal's Gift aside, put her own in its
place, When She had finished he picked
up his faded flower and pressed it in his
own pocket book.
"Oh," said Maria, n souvenir of some
II The words broke off in her
throat. "Who gave it TO yon p She alb
ruptly asked.
The widow Small" replied Bert smil-
inc.
Come you are teasing nc. You Shan't
sec 4 -in0ip lettrr-and they are ever 50
Interestingly
.'iIow could they be otherwise when
YOU are the subject"
Just then Caroline called to them that
she was going home, and the conference
ended
So it happened that Bert tcmporzcl
with that hint OF his letters being read in
court for the diversion of the townstolks.
hanging over his head. Hal he been
quite certain OF their contents he might
have detipd them; hut he was aware that
a Young man in the first tlight of fancy
allows his enthusiasm to run away with
| his prudence But all this did not pre-
vent him from going daily to Mrs. Smull'S
| for his bouquet. which, hv-the-by. he
sometimes carried to Mlria Upton. u sac
rjce to Nemesis; and these daily calls
at the cottage i'm Lovers lane became like
| daily bread to the hungry. He lived for
! them. counted the hours till it was time
to set forth, prolonged them till the hostess
was tain to spread the little tea table and
invite her guest to drng nectar from
! china and to taste ambrosia home made.
Sometimes when the nights We're warm
they took tea in the little arhor. with roses
nodding in at the archway, and honey
| snckles climbing the lattice, mignonette
/ Spclng the AR; and there the moon would
| find them listening to the sleepy notes OF
thrushes in the hedge, or talking OF the de-
| llclouS future as II 1t were some enchant-
ed land toward which they were Quincy
ing together
| One evening as she bilde hlm good
night on her door step, he fclt her hand
| trembe IN ms.
"What is it ~ he asked. E')d you see
ghost among the plum trees :"
Something started me. saw
thought saw face among the shrub
berry"
"Whose tace ~
''Oh, perhaps | was mistaken. 1t was
Il shadow projected from fancy, maybe" -"
"You are getting nervous, little one.
You must not live here alone
And the next evening when Mr. Great
ereN loitered to the cottage, he found She
had followed his advice The doors Of
the house were closed and placards, "To
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