Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1872-12-07
SUNBURY Pa. SATURDAY MORNING, DECEMBER L 1872

splendid house, his matchiesS carriage ana
horses, his handsome face and irreproach-
able character, who sat beside her, beg
ging her to accept 1t all
But Isabel was proud woman. and she
could not brook the idea Of marrying for .
home, for gratitude, even IL she knsw the
offer came from the man whom sl,c felt
worshipped her
But for all this, she did not Iowa Champ
uey Roberts and there lay the secret Of
her refusals-they had been many--of him.
Aud now agaips with the chilling out
look on the world before her, she decided
that she would work till the death before
she would be the wife of man to whom
she could not give her affections.
IL had made up my mind long ago,
Champney, and, indeed, it grieves me to
have you cling to me so. l am sorry
wish for your sake 1 might view these
! things iu the same light that you do but
can't. Champney. 1t is impossible that
Is all. There comes the train.
| She arose as the long train went creeping
past, with sad pitying look at her lovers
| face.
ave will try to be friends, then, Isabel,
though God knows how mocking and emp
ty friendship is after love. Write to me !;
If ever trouble comes, command me to any
extent. You'll promise that p'
lie held her hand at the last, and In 10
fierce clutch that Isabel almost cried out.
Goodbye, Champney-Good-bye."
She was really gone at last, en- voyage to
her destiny.
That was long, lonely ride, and many
tears fell under that heavy masking veil be-
fore she arrived at Lauerstone, on a clear,
bright morning, when the streets were
swarming with life and gaiety.
1t revived her somewhat, and she felt
almost contented when respectful railway
official tapped her on the shoulder and
pointed to waiting carriage.
1.-The driver has been asking for young
lady from Valley Point. think you took
the train there, Miss Kent f''
And so she found herself in Mrs. Crav-
ems carriage and later, in the lady's pre-
sence.
Mrs. Craven was an invalid, passably
good-lookiug, who received her newly
hired companion with a polite welcoming
and kind interest that would have gone
straight to Isabel's heart had not her pride
and reserve been challenged by the young
lady to whom Mrs. Craven introduced her.
This is my niece, Miss Folsom Miss
Kent"
Isabel acknowledged the presentation,
aud il she WAS stung to the quick by the
frigid hauteur Of the fair girl, Miss Folsom
was as enraged by Isabel's indiaerently
graceful bow.
Aunt Clara" she said, when Isabel had
gone to her room that night, to weep and
suffer all the long hours, ''shall you allow
her to entertain our visitors She is en-.
tirely too elegant aud aristocratic to pass
unnoticed among company"
"As cfteu as | can spare her, Of course.
Why should she not see little enjoyment,
poor child You arc getting jealous again,
Vivian"
"You remember how my music teacher
foiled me in that affair with Warren Ray
mona ? don't care that this proud, fair
girl and l should run race for Champney
Roberts,
"You have no reason TO know that
Champney cares for you you never met
him over dozen times"
"True but care for him."
well not worry about that. Suppose
you turn down the gas now, and send An
ME up for her orders"
passed Isabel's door.
'She's too pretty, too naughty, for a scr-
want, and that is what Mr.. Roberts ad-
mires. Let her dare to run foul Of me-"
She compressed her lips as she went back
to Mrs. Cravens, in a look that boded nc
good to Isabel.
Day after day went on, and of the scores
of gentlemen who had called ON Mrs. Cra'
ven and niece, Isabel had seen none, for al
her kind friend had insisted upon it.
Isabel had grown 10 comprehend Vivian
Folsom perfectly, and treated her accord
ingly.
Somtimes when Vivian wanted a favor
done she would 60 to Isabel, and Isabe
would do it.
OF course there was perfsct apparent cor
diality between them, while really they
were at swords points.
1t was one day, when Isabel h.a 5een q
month there, that in passing by the parlol
door she came face to face with Vivian ant
Champney Roberts.
How she hated herself for that sudder
blush she felt burning ON her checks bu
as she glanced up and caught Vivianr
scornful, angered eyes, she suddenly grew
perfectly composed and calm.
Isabel, is that really you Why, hat
not the slightest idea you had come 10 Mrs
Crayen's. Are you we'll and happy ?"
He bent to whisper quickly the las
|, word.
Isabel gave him her hand with her old
, time quiet and grave hauteur.
"Quite, thank you. The friends in Val
ley Point are all well ?''
/. ''Oh, yes and you can't guess how ma
, ny of them miss you"
THAT is pleasant TO know. l am il
somewhat of a hurry, Champ-Mr. Rob
erts |; goodbye" and she hastened oil
! without another word.
Once in her room, she sat composedl,
, down to her sewing while Mrs. Cravens wa
, out for her noon ride.
, She wondered if Champney had forgot
, ten her-that is, ceased " care for her.
A She asked herself the question in a care
less sort of way, and then we, on t,
3 think how handsomely ne and Vivian
looked together, and, of a sudden, fright
full revelation came To her-sO sudden |
fairly took her breath-so blissful her sense
D ached with the joy--and yet so dreadfu
|, she thought she should not survive it.
All this in a magical second. Aud the re
= velation was this-she loved Chsnpne,
!. Roberts. and had loved him all the time
! aud he loved her no longer, but Vivial
Folsom.
I At that very m,ment Vivian came in
: In all the blooming beauty and stylish ee