Delaware Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1843-1874, 1873-01-13
and then turned to Nora.

I and then turned to Nora
| 4 think you hardly need all Introduction "a
Miss Bradfute, B1r. Barton"
| "siiss Bradfute!" exclaimed Philip.
Their mutual surprise and embarrassment
| was so evident that Mrs. Preston laughingly
asked II there was any mystery, aud " 50, II
she might not be let in tho secret.
There Is no mystery, Grace said Nora with
shy little laugh; but have been staying with
Mrs. Barton for some time; don't you remem-
bers And it happen that | never before met Mr..
Philip Barton
hope we may see great deal of you nowp'
| said Mrs. Preston putting her hand into that OF
Philips.
shall only be too glad,' said Philip. .Of
| course You will shake hands with me?' ne
| said, In a low voice to Nora, going round to the
side Of the phaeton where she sat. We ought
| to be very good friends you know. III had
been at home for the past six months, we should
have been, Of course.'
i don't know" said Nora, gazing thought
fully over the sea. AT any rate, we will be
now she added, looking brightly up into his
face. You know you saved my life!
Philip fAougbt 1t was lust as well that she
should rehiau under this delusion, as 1t was a
very fortunate one for him. He hated himself
for having written such n letter rs he had done
to his mother.
Fancy his saying that the idea of marrying
Miss Braudfute was distasteful to him! Some
how he had imagined her tall, angular girl,
with pale eyes and white eyeashes. And on
the contrary, she was little thing, with chest
nut hair, and deep brown eyes, with smiling,
vermillion lips, aud white, even teeth. Tho
dearest, sweetest little bit Of life he had ever
met. He determined to write to his mother
at once, and tell her tn burn to ashes his last
letter.
He was so engrossed with his own thoughts,
as not to hear all that Hsxter was saying. 1t
ended with "Deuce" take my luck 1t ought
10 have been 1 that stopped that eoniounded
pony. She thinks you saved her life, and will
fall In love with you Of course. l say, Barton,
1t Is hardly worth while to deny the engage
ment, is it?'
NO. said Philip, coolly,
"You are in love with her already. by Jupi-
ter
The end Of the story Is too apparent for Il to
be necessary to tell 1t III detail. A few visits
at Mrs. Preston'A pretty cottage, where Barton
was received quite as one Of themselves, aud
allowed 10 hang over the piano, whsn Nora
played, or to smoke his segar In the conserya-
tory, while Nora cut flowers for the drawing
room; few meetings at morning concerts and
evening parties, and the thing was done. Nora
said "yes," and called him her preserv or.
He accepted the title, and put his arm around
her.
"Precious little thing. he said, kissing her
lovely mouth. "To think that should have
run away from your
And, oh, Philip to think that should have
run away from you'll Aud that was bored when
your mother told me Of your perfections Aud,
after all that you are thousand times more
perfect than she said
That night Philip wrota the following note
to his fond mother Al the White Sulphur
Spring:-
"DEAR MoTHER--l am going 10 marry Nora
Brsdfute. She Is the most, ,bewitching, lovely
= But, Of course, YOU know how charming
she Is, and how exactly she suits me. Sup
pose you Joia me here. Nora Is very anxious
10 have you say you forgive her for running
away from me. She bids me send you her love
and kiss
Your affectloDale son,
'fPHIIiP."
"P. 6.-Did you burn my last letter as
requested? If not Ipray of you do so imme-
dlately.